Fandoms: Torchwood/Harry Potter/Doctor Who
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Sirius/Remus, Snape/Neville, Draco/Harry, Charlie/Tosh, Owen/Tonks, Andy/Hermione, John Hart/George, Fred/Kathy, Blaise/Luna, Oliver/Emily Jones, Estelle, the Doctor/OMC, the Fairies, the Master/OFC, Martha, TARDIS
Summary: Torchwood Three has never been happier with their newfound relationships which are strengthened by the joyous announcement that Ianto and Jack are to have a expecting. But that happiness doesn't last long when an unseen dark force seeks the children for its own nefarious purpose. They get unexpected help in Jack's ex and unexpected guardians from the fairies. What is the prophecy everyone keeps talking about and how are Ianto and his children involved?
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, Harry Potter or Doctor Who but I do own Emily Jones, Kalen, Rhoswen and all other original characters.
Written for Torchwood Classic Big Bang round 2
“Oh, for crying out loud! How far away is this base of theirs anyway?” John muttered under his breath as he tossed back yet another of the many shots of alcohol that were lined up on the counter in front of him. Even as his left hand selected glass after glass, the fingers of his right continued to tap out a steady rhythm on the bar itself. He used the mirror behind the bar to survey the empty room behind him. ‘I should have kept one of those hotties around to entertain me.' He snorted in derision and met his reflection's eyes. 'But silly me, I actually thought Jack could be on time for a change!'
The sound of a car screeching to a halt outside the bar had John undoing the snaps on each leg holster before lazily turning his gaze towards the doorway in anticipation. He fought the urge to roll his eyes as he waited for Jack’s normally dramatic and over-the-top entrance and as usual, he wasn’t disappointed.
The double doors flew open with a flourish as Jack came stalking through, his greatcoat billowing out behind him gunslinger-style before coming to swirl around his legs. For a brief moment John hoped – no, he prayed – that Jack would trip over it and land flat on his face. 'I'd pay good money to see that!' he chortled silently.
“You certainly took your sweet time,” John promptly informed him as he threw back yet another shot and then frowned when he saw that his line of glasses was dwindling fast.
Jack glared daggers at his ex-lover and former partner. “I don’t want you here. I don't anywhere near my Ianto!” Jack snarled vehemently; he wanted to get this meeting over with as quickly as possible so that he could get back to Ianto. He had a funny feeling that something was coming, something that he couldn't stop, something that would change their lives forever.
John wasn't at all surprised that that was Jack's opening remark. From what their twins had told him over the course of their journey together, the primitive shifter wolf blood from his father's side of had always been very territorial and extremely protective when it came to Ianto and that behaviour had increased after the young man had gotten pregnant. He knew that he would have to tread carefully with Jack or risk the loss of life and limb. "What? No hello snog?" he smirked jovially.
A vicious growl ripped its way from Jack's throat, his eyes flashed with primal rage, and his entire body tensed. He wanted so badly to give in to the urge to rip John apart that he took a step forward, but a strong hand on his shoulder halted his progress. "Let me go, Neville!" the immortal ordered in a low tone.
Moving around so that he stood in front of his snarling leader, Neville shook his head and placed a hand on Jack's chest. "Take a moment, Jack and get yourself under control. You promised Ianto you would listen to what he has to say and not rip him apart," Neville reminded him in a relaxing, almost hypnotic tone guaranteed to calm him down.
Trying to stare down the younger man, Jack ended up grumbling under his breath and pouting at his third-in-command. "Sirius was right! You never let me have any fun."
"That's not part of my job, that's Ianto's and given his present condition I think he lets you have a lot of fun." Neville didn't even try to hide the smirk on his face as he calmly reminded his boss.
As he watched the curious interaction of the two men in front of him, a low whistle escaped John's lips as he raked his eyes over the backside of his protector and he smiled with appreciation, certainly liking what he was seeing. After gulping down his last shot of alcohol, John moved in close enough to grope that enticing jeans-covered behind. "Aww, I have my very own little knight in shining armor," he purred in Neville's ear, "and let me say that you can guard my body any time."
One gleefully satisfying thought ran through Jack, Sirius and Remus' minds simultaneously, 'Severus is going to kill him!'
A dark look crossed Neville's face as he whirled around and in a move as quick as lightning he had his hand wrapped around John's in a very painful grip. Tendons and ligaments creaked ominously as he tightened that grip before putting his lips next to John's ear and hissing out in a low tone, "Touch me again and I'll break every bone in your hand."
The promise of excruciating pain in Neville's eyes sent shivers of both dread and lust up and down John's spine, 'Oh yeah! This man is no pushover.' John so loved a good challenge. "Sounds like fun, mate; a little pain usually means a lot of pleasure! Bring it on!"
"You should know one thing before we start," Neville’s eyes narrowed even further. “My lover happens to be the greatest Potions Master ever to live so trust me when I say he won’t kill you. Oh no, my friend, by the time he’s through with you, you will be begging for death.”
It took all of Jack's will power and self-control not to grin like a loon as he watched the colour drain from John's face. 'Well it seems like I won't break my promise to Ianto about harming John after all. Once Severus hears about John hitting on his lover there won't be anything left of the man.' For the first time since walking through the bar's doors, Jack was a very happy man indeed.
Remus just shook his head with sad resignation; this bizarrely dressed man was playing with fire and he didn't seem to care. Neville had grown a great deal during his time at Hogwarts and his selfless actions in the final battle had shaped him into the man he was today. 'I shouldn't be enjoying this, but I know that Sirius and Jack are going to make sure that Severus knows everything that John did.’ Remus had serious doubts that this Time Agent was going to get out of this situation in one piece.
Sirius fought and lost the urge to smile and within seconds a huge face-splitting grin graced his face. He was rather enjoying this new side of Neville and he couldn't wait to get back to the Hub so that he could tell Ianto all about it. "I'd listen to him, mate; he's the nicest one of us here, so if he wants to rearrange your face then it's safe to say you're pretty much screwed."
Refusing to be intimidated by any of the others, John looked Jack straight in the eyes as he said, "Not even if I'm here on behalf of your children?"
That got everyone's attention. Neville released his grip, Sirius stopped smiling and Remus stopped admiring his husband's sexy profile. Rubbing his hand, John grinned wickedly; 'oh yeah, I am going to have so much fun in this time period!'
"It seems we'll be having a guest soon." Having heard from Jack, Ianto informed everyone of the news and started making arrangements. "It seems that our unwanted guest has managed to piss off Neville."
A low whistle escaped Owen's lips. "Now that's impressive. Next to you, Tea-Boy, Neville is the most level-headed and calmest of us all. This guy really must be something."
A worried look graced Tosh's face. "Should they really be bringing him here if he's so dangerous?" She didn't think it was particularly smart to allow someone so obviously dangerous access to their base full of alien weapons and technology.
Charlie smiled down at Tosh. "I'm sure that Jack will have something planned in order to keep this friend of his under control; after all, there's no way he would ever put Ianto at risk." Even though it had been months, Charlie could still feel Jack's hands wrapping around his neck and see the blinding fury in Jack's eyes. In fact he still had occasional nightmares over it; Jack was scary when defending his mate. There was nothing anything Jack wouldn't do to keep Ianto and their unborn children safe.
Owen snorted. "That would be putting it lightly, we all know that if our new guest even thinks about looking at Ianto with a hint of lust it'll be the last thing he ever does."
Everyone had to agree with Owen's statement while Oliver shivered and stepped closer to Emily. She had summoned him to the Hub shortly after Tosh had intercepted John's signal and during his introduction to the team, Fred had stupidly blurted out that during their time at Hogwarts Oliver had been Ianto's first crush and his first kiss. As he rubbed the phantom pain in his arm Oliver recalled Jack's less-than-pleased reaction to the news, made even worse by the fact that he was face to face with the man responsible.
Jack had grabbed Oliver's arm and twisted it up behind his back as he slammed the interloper into the closest wall. It took several painful minutes and numerous reassurances from both Ianto and Emily before the red mist had lifted from Jack's mind and he'd released Oliver. Turning immediately to Ianto's waiting embrace, Jack buried his face in his mate's neck, inhaling his scent before biting him hard enough to leave a very obvious mark. Surveying the rapidly darkening skin, Jack glared at Oliver. "Mine!" he snarled vehemently.
Owen had been the first one to break the odd silence that followed Jack's single word declaration. "Way to go, new guy! You haven't even been here five minutes and you've already pissed off the most dangerously possessive man in Wales!" The medic roared with laughter.
Both Oliver and Ianto had been a little weirded out by the realisation that the boy who'd once kissed Ianto was now the man intimately involved with his mother but it had been Jack who reacted with unbridled rage. With Ianto securely locked in his arms, the immortal had firmly warned Oliver about what would happen if his lips ever found their way onto Ianto's again.
While pinned to the wall like a fly, Oliver been had sure that Jack was going to rip his arm out of its socket. In fact, he was convinced that the only reason he'd been spared serious injury was because Ianto had wrapped his body around Jack's and whispered all the naughty things he wanted to do to Jack.
A faint blush appeared on Ianto's cheeks; since they gotten together Jack's wolf side had been making him rather possessive a situation which had only grown more intense since learning of Ianto's pregnancy. Even with the potion Severus had come up with to help control the immortal's libido, Jack still let his need to keep his mate safe from all threats, real or imaginary, overrule his common sense. More than once an innocent soul had been on the receiving end of Jack's wrath but thanks to Ianto's quick thinking and calming nature, no one had been permanently injured.
'Thank goodness Kathy and Andy have managed to smooth things over with the powers that be.' Ianto didn't want to think of how adversely the Queen would react if she learned how close the leader of Torchwood Three had come to being thrown in jail several times for punching total strangers who he'd suspected of daring to flirt with his mate. Somehow Ianto didn't think that would go over too well.
Ianto's announcement regarding the away team's impending arrival with John Hart in custody had the rest of the team assembled on the Hub's main floor and they milled about, doing this and that trying to look busy. The sound of the invisible lift lowering from the ceiling had Ianto's head snapping up as he caught sight of his lover and despite how hard he tried to hide it, his eyes lit up with pleasure the moment Jack came into view. Remus had warned them that Ianto's pregnancy and their unique bond didn't allow for them to be apart for very long without one of them being affected.
The large paving stone hadn't even stopped moving before Jack jumped off it eager for his first glimpse of Ianto in over an hour. “Bow-chika-bow-wow, looking hot, Yan!” Jack wiggled his eyebrows up and down as he sauntered closer to Ianto, ignoring, or more likely forgetting, that there was a prisoner with him. Since learning Ianto was pregnant Jack and the team had found he didn't always exercise the best judgement at times and at that moment, all he could think about was, 'That's right, this gorgeous creature is all mine.' Jack's thought was so obvious that a blush painted Ianto's cheeks making him all that more beautiful in Jack's eyes.
Much to Sirius' dismay, Jack wrapped his arms around Ianto's waist and nuzzled the flesh behind his ear, breathing in Ianto's scent deeply. He licked the sensitive skin over his mate's Adam's apple before sealing their lips in a deeply probing kiss. No one missed the way Jack used his own body as a shield to keep John's prying eyes from seeing Ianto. "Scan our guest for weapons," Jack barked out. Even though they'd disarmed John of all visible weapons before they're even left the bar, he wasn't willing to let Ianto go until he was sure that all the time Agent's hidden weapons were removed from his body.
Remus, Sirius and Neville kept their wands trained on John as Tosh approached with her scanner in her hands; Charlie protectively followed carrying a large silver tray in his hands. Tosh hiked an eyebrow in honest surprise as she began reading off the list of weapons still hidden on John's body.
Jack's expression grew darker and darker as his grip tightened on Ianto as the pile on the tray continued to grow. A memory of his time with John at the Time Agency popped into Jack's mind; John had set an Agency record for the number of weapons, internal and external, ever carried by a single agent. 'I'm going to make sure that John is never left alone with Ianto; who knows what he may pull.' If John hadn't mentioned their children then Jack would never have allowed John anywhere near Ianto or the Hub.
"Something we should know?" Jack nodded casually towards the myriad weapons Tosh had collected; he wouldn't be surprised if John was in some kind of trouble. 'If he's brought trouble to my world, he's going to pay dearly.'
"Oh come on, Jackie-Boy!" A smirk appeared on John's face. "You of all people know it never hurts to be prepared and after what I've seen while travelling with the two Time Lords and your future brats," John had doubts at first of how much he should tell about the future without damaging it, but the TARDIS herself gave him permission to speak about the twins, and who was he to argue with actually time machine, "trust me when I tell you that one can never have too many weapons." Of course during his time with them, John had realised that it wasn't the danger they stumbled in to that he needed the most protection from. No, it was an insane and insanely jealous Time Lord who didn't take well to someone flirting with his mate. 'Seems Jackie-Boy and the Master already have something in common,' John sniggered to himself.
As much as John would love to have exercised his vast flirting skills with Ianto, the deadly glare in Jack's eyes clearly told him if he so much as laid a single finger on the delicious looking piece of eye candy it would be the last thing he would ever do. 'I kinda like that, eye candy; I'm sure he's a pretty tasting piece of eye candy so that's his new name, Eye-Candy and I'd love to taste him, just once.' John knew if he were given even half a chance he would take the young man for himself. ‘Well I can’t blame Jack for wanting to keep that delicious little morsel to himself.’
Once the last weapon was placed on the silver tray, and Tosh had given her all-clear, Charlie took a quick look through the lot and immediately selected several to be locked up, permanently. 'No way Hart's getting these back, ever,' the wizard decided.
"Boardroom, now!" Jack ordered briskly, his eyes narrowing on John. "If you try anything funny it will be the last thing you do," Jack snarled his blue eyes flashing with warning.
John rolled his eyes. "You know I'm getting a little tired of being threatened all the time. Seems you have that in common with your son-in-law..." John trailed off into thought. "... or would that be Time Lord-in-law?”
Halfway up the stairs, Jack spun around, put a hand on John's chest and stopped him in his tracks. “What the hell did you mean Time Lords? The Doctor is the only one left! Just what are our children up to in the future?” Jack demanded, unsure if he liked the idea of his children’s fate being tied to that of a Time Lord.
“Sorry, Jackie-Boy, I can’t tell you anymore than what I can, but it seems you’re all part of a prophecy involving the Fae court and their rulers.” John couldn’t keep the mocking ‘I know something you don’t and I’m not telling’ tone out of his voice.
Just ahead of Jack and John on the stairs, Ianto leaned against his mate's back, his protruding belly pressed against Jack. “What prophecy?” he asked and around him, his fellow wizards all shifted with unease. They remembered all too well the last prophecy they'd had to deal with and the way it had turned out.
Emily looked up at her adopted son, wishing with all her heart that she didn't have to break the news to her child like this. "Can we finish this upstairs? Ianto's been on his feet too long and I think he needs to sit down."
Immediately concerned with his mate's well-being, Jack put his arm around Ianto's waist and led him up the last few stairs, into the conference room and sat him down in his customary chair. Behind him, the rest of the team followed, bring John Hart with them and Owen pushed him down none-too-gently onto the closest chair. "Sit there and shut up," the medic ordered.
"So strong and pushy, I like that," John smirked in return.