Fandom’s: Torchwood/Merlin/Doctor Who
Pairings: Arthur/Merlin, Jack/Ianto, Doctor/Morgana, Tom/Martha, Andy/Tosh, Rhys/Gwen, Owen/Gwen, Rhys/Donna, Morgana/Lisa, John/Ferya, Ianto/Morgana, hints of John/Ianto, some Andy/Ianto/Morgana, some Morgana/Tosh, Tommy/Tosh, Mary/Tosh, past Suzie/Tosh, past Morgana/Gwen, past Lancelot/Gwen, past Ianto/Ferya and past Morgana/Gwen/Lancelot
Summary: For so long he has waited for his other half to be reborn, Ianto just never counted on Arthur to be reborn as a cocky, immortal captain.
Spoilers: All of Torchwood S1 and S2
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these shows
Author Note: Unbeta please forgive any mistakes
Even in sleep tears still from Morgana’s eyes. For the first time in centuries Ianto had made Morgana a sleeping potion, but sleep offered her no comfort, in her arms a white teddy bear, the very last gift Lisa would ever give Morgana, she clung to it as if it was Lisa herself.
A sight that broke Ianto already fractured heart even more.
Gentle and as quietly as he could he shut Morgana bedroom door, eyes turning gold he cast a silence spell on the room, he has no doubt that he will be getting a visit from Jack tonight and he does not want Morgana to hear this, Morgana will not see Jack as Arthur, but as the man who killed Lisa, and she will want revenge.
And as angry as he is at Jack, he can not let Morgana harm him. He would chose keeping Arthur safe over his friendship with Morgana, the one person who has been by his side through all the pain and loneliness.
He needs to keep Morgana and Jack far away from one another, at least until Morgana hate of Jack stops demanding his death.
Because he lost Lisa and it shattered a piece of him, if he lost Morgana, the one constant thing in his life, it would destroy him.
Loud, angry pounding at his door broke Ianto from his thoughts.
There was no doubt in Ianto’s mind that it was Jack coming to either kill him or recton him.
‘If he has come to kill me, it will not be the first time that Morgana will have to help fake my funeral. But if it is recton, then I will need to meet up in six months like we planned if this situation should ever arise. Yet I don’t want to leave him.’ The greatest problem with either of these plans was it would be years before he could try and seek out Jack again. And that left him feeling numb.
Moving quickly he answered the door, hoping that the spell he cast would keep Morgana from hearing what was to come.
“Really sir, do you need to break my door down?” Coldness laced ever word that fell from Ianto’s lips as he greeted Jack.
Jack winced the greeting, he hated the coldness in Ianto voice, but more than that he hated the broken picture that Ianto presented.
“We need to talk.” Jack growled focusing on his anger so he wouldn’t go soft on Ianto.
Without saying anything Ianto moved back into his flat, not bothering to stop and see if Jack was following, he knows the immortal is.
The slamming of his door was proof.
“You betrayed us,” Ianto could hear the unspoken ‘you betrayed me,’ in Jack sentence.
It took all of Ianto willpower not to turn around and tell Jack everything, to go back and stop this from ever happening, anything to erase the hurt he heard in Jack’s voice.
But he couldn’t and Lisa was still gone, cruel executed by Jack’s hands.
“You brought that monster into the hub; you endangered not only the team but also the world.” Jack growled out in rage.
Uncontrollable rage filled Ianto at Jack cruel, unfeeling words, “her name was Lisa and she never was a monster. There is only one monster in that hub tonight and it wasn’t her.” Ianto snarled back.
Ianto was unsure of which one of them was the monster, Jack from his cruel and heartless treatment of Lisa or himself for not seeing sooner that their beautiful Lisa was gone, how much pain did he force Lisa to endure in his hopeless quest for a cure?
“She might have been Lisa once, but the moment the cybermen got to her she was gone.” Jack explained to Ianto again.
“You don’t know that. You didn’t know Lisa, you couldn’t see past the cyber implants to see the beautiful and kind woman that she laid beneath the cyber metal.” Ianto cried out.
“You didn’t want to see her that would mean she was human. Just like you didn’t stop to help or think of any of the survivors. You were so quick to condemn anyone who worked for Torchwood One, did you ever stop to about those lost that day, and not everyone was like Hartman or her followers. No you just wanted to forget about us, you washed your hands of us.” All of Ianto anger came pouring out.
Jack was taken back by the hurtful words that fell from Ianto lips, but could not think of any defences to Ianto accusations, everything he was saying was true.
Rose, his beautiful Rose, flashed through his mind, “I lost someone that day, and Torchwood One stole her from me.” Jack growled back.
“We all lost someone that day; you are not the only one. Hartman is gone so you blame us the survivors, us who had no idea what she was planning. We survived, left shattered and broken beyond repair; we do not need your unjust hate.” Ianto fought back a sob.
Jack felt his throat tighten with emotions, he knew Ianto was right, he did blame the survivors for the loss of Rose, he need someone to place the blame on and they were an easy target.
“Your right I could have handle the survivors better, I should have cared for you better. And I want to try and make things right, but this does not excuse the fact that you brought a cyberman into the hub and endangered your team-mates.” Jack crossed his arms.
“You don’t get it; I did all this to save Lisa. I could care less about you and your team.” Ianto snarled lashing out in angry at Jack.
At Ianto harsh words an unbearable pain spread through out Jack’s chest, it felt like part of his soul died at the hate blazing in those blue eyes.
“Lisa saw me.” Ianto carried on.
Jack stared taken back.
“Lisa saw me as more than just a glorified coffee-boy as, more than a piece of meat to flirt with. She treated me like I was a person with feelings, she saw me.” Ianto snarled.
Jack felt his breath hitch at the hurt pouring off of Ianto. ‘We did this. How could I have let Ianto slip so far into the shadows that I didn’t see how we were forgetting the fact that he is human.’ For the first time in a long time Jack felt ashamed of himself.
“I’m sorry we took you for granted, you were right about that. But you need to understand that your girlfriend was long gone.” Jack wanted to reason with Ianto
“Lisa was not my girlfriend.” Ianto admission stirred something deep in Jack.
From the look on Ianto face he hadn’t meant to tell Jack that.
“What,” Jack asked a little confused as to what Lisa was to Ianto.
“She was my sister in everything but blood. She was one of my best friends, one of two people I trust completely. I hid nothing from her.” Ianto added the little dig, happy at the wince Jack gave.
“She was family, and you killed her.” Ianto whispered his voice choking up with the sob that wanted to break free.
One look into Ianto’s eyes and Jack saw just how truly broken the young man was. And it hurt him to know he played a role in breaking the young man.
“Please go.” Ianto broken plea broke Jack from his thoughts.
Jack’s fingers itch to reach out and offer comfort to the young man, but knew any type of comfort would not be welcomed.
Straighten out his shoulders he slipped back into captain mode, “one month Ianto and then you have three choices, recton, death or you return.” Jack told him.
Looking at Jack with dead eyes Ianto admitted, “Death would be greatly welcomed.”
Jack shuttered at the truth of those words, Ianto would accept death with happiness.
“One month Ianto,” Was all Jack said instead of offering comfort, turning he head towards the door, pausing with his hand on the handle, “come back in one month, please don’t make me have to kill or recton you. I don’t want to lose you Ianto.” With those parting words Jack left.
Ianto stared slack jaw at the door, hope filling him that maybe he had a chance to win Jack after all.
Moving back towards Morgana room, he undid the spell and felt a sad smile tug at his lips at the sleeping face of Morgana.
Kicking off his shoes he curled up in bed beside her, their custom when they lost their soul mate, and he knows Morgana needs him.
“I really need you advice, I am so confused about Jack and I don’t know what to do about him.” Ianto murmured into her hair.
“He is still a royal prat, just like always.” Ianto muttered fondly as sleep slowly took him.