Fandom’s: Torchwood/Doctor Who
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Rhys/Gwen, Rhys/Donna, Andy/Kathy, John/Tosh, Doctor/Isabella, James/Jenny, Tom/Martha and Mickey/Jake and mentions of John/Ianto
Summary: How long can one person takes being the second choice before they break? And have Ianto and Rhys reached that point?
Warnings: Gwen bashing
Spoilers: Torchwood S2 ‘Meat’ and ‘Something Borrowed’
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, I am willing to take ownership of Ianto and Jack since RTD can not take care of them. I do own James and Isabella and all other original characters.
Author Note: Unbeta so please forgive any mistakes.
Isabella Lisa Rose Harkness-Jones is usually a very clam person, never one to react to violence, yet here trapped in the past she was so very tempted to give into that urge.
With fire in her eyes she whirled around to face her brother. “This is all your fault,” she snarled poking him in the chest.
Backing away from his steadily growing angry sister, he rubbed the spot she pokes, damn that hurt. “How is this my fault?” He demanded to know.
He gulped at the glare she threw at him, “I don’t know but I know it is somehow your fault.” Bell shot back.
“Now sis you really don’t want to kill me, how would you explain everything to tad and dad?” James asked still backing away from his sister.
Stopping the young woman took deep calming breaths, right now they need to focus on figuring out to do, and there will be time to kill James once they get home.
“Come on sis, Doc is always talking to you about the TARDIS, so you got to know why she would leave us behind.” James reminded his sister.
Biting her lower lip Bell thought back to all the conversations that she had with the Doctor. And one flashed into her mind and she knew her answer.
“The only reason that TARDIS would leave us is because another version of her self is going to be here. Quick what is the date?” She asked panic welling up in her.
James looked at her like she was crazy, “how should I know the date. It’s not like I have a magic calendar that tells me the date and year we landed in.”
The look Bell gave him made him think he should start making out his will.
Quickly thinking he answered, “Well than, we’re just going to have to find out and find a place to stay,” The sly look in his eyes made Bell want to run far away.
“And how do you plan on doing that?” She asked almost afraid of his answer.
James grinned broadly at her, “we are the children of Captain Jack Harkness, and we’ll just flirt and con to get what we need to hide out until the TARDIS comes back.” Bouncing on his feet he added the dreaded, “it’s perfect what could go wrong?”
Watching as her brother turned on his feet and head back into the hotel, Bell felt sorry for who ever had to face the Harkness charm v.2.
Letting her eyes linger over the spot were the TARDIS once sat, she murmured softly, “What could have made you leave without telling us? What are you planning?” She asked the empty air.
Taking one last look she forced herself to turn away and head after her brother, to make sure he didn’t get thrown in jail, again.
Jack couldn’t breath for a moment as he watched the young man James be dragged out by his sister Bell, he has sworn that never again would he get pregnant but lately with Ianto he has been dreaming of how it would be like if he and Ianto settled down and started a family. Something he truly wanted with Ianto and from the looks of it his dream may have come true.
‘Now all I need to get that future is to win Ianto back, because if I’m right than John will try and make a move on my Ianto.’ That thought sobered Jack up quickly, throwing down money to cover his tab; he has a sexy Welshman to woo.
With a determined grin on his face and a plan forming in his head and with a bounce in his steps left the bar.
Donna Noble was not happy, here she was promised a chance to go anywhere in time and space. And where does that daft time lord take her, to earth.
Oh it wouldn’t be a problem if it was somewhere in the far future, but no, he brings her back to earth only months after she left.
“Daft, stupid, time lord,” Donna muttered under her breath, “at least he found a nice hotel for once with a bar.” And that is where she is heading now.
Drowning another shot, Rhys singled the bartender for another drink.
Pretty brown eyes stared worriedly at him, “you okay honey? You’ve already had quite a few?” She was a young thing only in her twenties and Rhys felt touched by her concern.
“My wife of not even a day admitted she is in love with her boss and would leave me in a second for him. So until I can forget this day ever happened keep the drinks coming.” He muttered into his empty glass.
“Well for what its worth, your ex is an idiot, you seem to be a great guy.” The young woman told Rhys while handing him a new drink.
“She’s right,” a new voice spoke up to his side
Turning Rhys found himself face to face with a lovely redhead.
A sheepish smile crossed her face, “sorry, I couldn’t help but over hear. Donna Nobel.” She offered her hand.
Smiling Rhys took it, “Rhys Williams. Can I buy you a drink?” He offered.
“That would be wonderful.” In Donna’s mind this stop was beginning to look up.
Crossing his arms the Doctor glared at his stubborn ship, “alright missy you tell me right now what is going on?” he demanded.
The mischievous giggle he received as an answer did nothing to ease his fear.
The loud pounding is what woke Ianto from the beginnings of sleep. Sighing he tossed his covers off and with bare feet padded over to the door.
Running a hand throw his sleep tussled hair he opened the door, only for his jaw to drop at the sight of Jack standing before him dressed in a suit holding a single deep red rose.
“Ianto Jones would you do me the honour of dinning with me?” Jack asked using all of his will power not to jump sleepy Ianto, who was just too adorable for words.
Taking in the shy and uncertain Jack, Ianto opened his mouth to give his answer.