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Title: The Captain and The Boy 38/65

Pairing: Jack/Ianto, Jack/Others, Ianto/Others

Ratings: Adult – graphic sex and some violence throughout

Spoilers: General spoilers for first 2 series

Summary: An AU version of Jack, Ianto and Torchwood. Some pre-series.

Disclaimers: I own nothing.

Notes: With thanks to oncomingscone and rowanheart24 for their glorious help! Comments make me write more. I hope you enjoy this. I’ve been working on this story for nearly a year and it’s finally finished. I’ve very proud of it and I hope it’s good enough for my lovely readers! This is a finished series and won’t be abandoned. I’m planning to post a chapter a day (at roughly the same time) until it’s finished.

 

 

Ianto felt guilty about not letting Jack in on things. But he and Owen had their plan. It was forming. The most important thing to Ianto was that the aliens were caught and dealt with. All he cared about was justice and nothing else. And his and Owen’s plan was going to bring justice for all those murdered boys, justice for Michael.

Ianto was in the med bay helping Owen. He had nothing but admiration for the smart alec doctor. He was the mouthiest person Ianto had ever met and he was a bit of a git who had absolutely no problem telling you exactly what he thought of you. But Ianto could see past all that. Ianto could see he was clever, passionate and actually cared about people, for all his pretending he didn’t give a damn.

For two days, they’d been working solidly. Ianto had found his way into the Torchwood computer system and had found every reference to the Drellins. Owen was now using that information to create a weapon against them.

Owen held up a vial containing a lilac liquid. “Here it is.”

“What does it do?” Ianto asked, rather breathlessly.

“One whiff will knock a Drellin right out.”

“Knock them out? Is that it?”

“Well, once they’re unconscious, we can tie them up and deal with them.”

“What? Bring them back here and stick them in those cells of yours?”

“That’s the way we do things around here.”

“Yeah, well it sucks.”

Owen frowned. “Well…what else would you have us do?”

“Kill them.”

“Ianto…”

“They need to die. They killed people. ”

Owen frowned. “Doesn’t mean we should.”

“Can you make it so an increased dose would kill?”

Owen shifted. “We shouldn’t.”

“But can you?”

“Well, yeah, but…”

“Then do it. We need to be able to defend ourselves.”

Owen shrugged. “Fair enough. You still want to keep this quiet from Jack?”

“Yeah.” Ianto looked down. “He’d never let me do what I’m planning.”

“I’m not sure I should let you do it.”

Ianto smiled. “You can’t stop me.”

“You shown Jack this stubborn streak yet? I think he’d like it.”

“Just get on with it, doctor.”

Owen smirked at him. “And where you off to then? Off to canoodle the Captain?”

Ianto snorted. “Canoodle? Clear you’ve never been on the streets.”

“Nah, I’m innocent, me. I’m a good boy.”

Ianto laughed as he made his way towards the door. “If you’re a good boy, then I’m a virgin.”

Owen laughed and Ianto left the room, leaving him to his work. Ianto hadn’t spent a lot of time in the main area of the hub since he’d returned. He was still kind of edgy around Suzie. She’d been nothing but friendly since he’d come back but he didn’t trust her. He knew instinctively that the person she presented herself to be to everyone else wasn’t really her at all. He didn’t know who she was but he was certain he didn’t trust her. So he avoided her.

But now, he didn’t want to be with Jack either. He was too worried about blowing their cover. So Ianto avoided Suzie and Jack and made his way over to where Tosh was sitting.

He liked Tosh. She was gentle. She was kind. She reminded him of his mother, before…it had happened.

Tosh smiled at him. “Hello. Pull up a chair.”

He did so and sat beside her, watching her work for several minutes.

Then he became aware that she was watching him.

“Are you coming to work with us?”

Ianto blinked at her. She didn’t know who he was? She didn’t know what his job was?

“Erm, I’m…a friend of Jack’s.”

“I know,” she said. “But are you coming to work with us?”

“Oh. I don’t…think so.”

“You should. We can always use more help.”

Ianto looked away. “I don’t think I’m the sort of person you people want around.”

“Jack seems to want you around.” She smiled. “And what Jack wants, Jack gets. It’s the charm.”

“He’s not that charming.”

She laughed. “Just wait until he really wants something from you. Before you even know it, you’ll be right where he wants you.”

Ianto leaned back in the computer chair. “Do you know him well?”

Tosh shrugged. “As well as anyone, I suppose.”

“Then what’s he really like?”

She frowned thoughtfully. “He’s…impossible, bright, secretive and…a hero. He’s our leader and he’s a good one. He’s saved a lot lives, perhaps millions.”

“Millions?!”

“Yeah. Probably saved your life already.”

Ianto looked away. “Yeah.” There were a few minutes of silence as Ianto swung on his chair a little and Tosh tapped away at her computer. Ianto found her company familiar and settling. She was quiet, like him.

“Tosh,” he said eventually. “Do you think if you had the DNA of the aliens, that you could track them?”

She gave him a happy little squeak. “You have their exact DNA profile? Just what we’ve been waiting for!”

“You can do it?”

“I certainly can!” She swung open her desk drawer so enthusiastically that the crash it made echoed through the whole hub, earning them a dirty look from Suzie. Ianto looked away hastily.

Tosh had brought out a black scuffed piece of equipment with a screen and a panel of numbers. It didn’t quite look like it came from Star Trek. It was more like a Red Dwarf prop. She turned it on and pressed a few buttons. It beeped busily.

Ianto craned over to look at it. “Is it a scanner?”

“Yep! And all we’re missing is their exact profile. We tried getting it from their…erm…spunk but there were these chemicals in it which interfered with our equipment.”

“Kiral told us their name and I found it in your database thing. Record number 555604374524,” he said, the remembered number rolling off his tongue. She glanced at him in amazement as she typed it in.

“Some memory you’ve got, Ianto,” she said as the screen loaded.

He blushed a little. “Yeah. Remembering things is easy. It’s forgetting that’s hard.”

She glanced sideways at him but didn’t comment further.

The information came up on screen and Tosh tapped a long and complicated series of numbers into the scanner. He watched her fingers. They were slender and graceful. Her fingernails were nicely shaped and painted lilac to match her top. She didn’t draw attention to herself as some girls did, not that he knew a lot about girls. She didn’t show off. She wasn’t desperate to please every man who came along. She was pretty. And sweet and clever. She was the kind of girl his mother probably would have wanted for him, if she’d thought such things about her five year old.

What would she think of him now? He was so far away from that innocent boy he had been. He done things, horrible, disgusting things. He was dirty. He was a whore. He was nothing.

“Ianto?” Tosh said suddenly. “Are you okay?”

Ianto blinked at her and swallowed. “Yeah, fine.” With effort, he focused on her again.

She smiled kindly at him. “You don’t look well.”

“I’m fine.”

She looked doubtful but didn’t press it.

“So, the scanner, if I’m…on the streets with it and one of the aliens gets near me, what will it do?” Ianto asked.

“It’ll go off, start beeping.”

Ianto frowned thoughtfully. “Is there any way to make it so that we could hear it but the aliens couldn’t?”

“Sure! I can rig you up with a receiver and the signal will go straight to you.”

Ianto nodded. “Okay. We’ll do that,” he said and stood.

She looked up at him. “Are you…planning something?”

Ianto glanced away, then back. A determined look came over his face. “We’re going to stop these attacks.” He walked away, returning to Owen to share the news with him.

Date: 2010-08-25 07:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zazajb.livejournal.com
Just had a week's worth in one go - this is hotting up nicely. I love all the details that really bring the characters to life - Tosh and Owen are brilliant and Suzie just makes me shudder! Fab! xxx

Date: 2010-08-25 09:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thrace-adams.livejournal.com
OH I love scheming Ianto and Owen and Tosh....but makes me worried for Ianto...

Date: 2010-08-25 09:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iolo1234.livejournal.com
Just caught up too. I hope Ianto will be careful and Owen will keep an eye on him. Jack also needs to try talking to him. Love Ianto and Tosh together and remembering all those numbers would be very useful. I found the line 'Remembering is easy it's forgetting that's more challenging' very telling and so true.
Looking forward to more.

Date: 2010-08-25 01:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] megans-writing.livejournal.com
first off, LOVE the red dwarf mention. huge lol from me. i love red dwarf.

and oh dear ianto. you're brilliant but geez. are we ever going to find out what happened between him and his parents to cause him to go on the streets?

Date: 2010-08-25 01:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aviv-b.livejournal.com
Great chapter - now we've got half the team working secretly on the project. Jack is going to blow his top when he finds out. And Red Dwarf - yeah cheezy props, thats for sure.

Date: 2010-08-29 06:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hab318princess.livejournal.com
why do I think Jack won't be happy with this?

love brave Ianto

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