Fandoms: Torchwood/Star Trek XI/Doctor Who
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Kirk/McCoy, Spock/Uhura, John/Tosh, Rory/Amy, Doctor/River, Mickey/Martha, Sulu/Chekov, Owen/Andy/Kathy
Summary: Time is collapsing in on itself due to a disruption in the timelines. Now, to save the future, they must fix the past and save those who have been lost.
Word Count: 27,536
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, Doctor Who or Star Trek.
“What!?” Everyone roared in unison, demanding answers, albeit no one louder than Amy. She could not believe what she had just heard. Not only did she have a daughter older than her, but now she was a grandma and a soon-to-be great-grandma. More than a little over-whelmed by the news, she looked to her husband for support, but judging by the look on his face, Rory was even more stunned than she was. Rory was staring at River with his mouth hanging open and his eyes glazed over in shock.
A fond look entered River’s eyes as she remembered the happiest moment of her life, the birth of her beloved son. “Ianto was born right here, in the TARDIS; despite all that this wonderful ship has been through, Ianto was the very first baby ever conceived, carried and delivered in her. Throughout my pregnancy I always thought that in a small way, she felt that Ianto was as much her baby as ours. She loved him so much that she gave him part of her vortex so that he would carry a little piece of the TARDIS within him wherever he went.
“Unfortunately, given all that was going on in the Universe at the time, it was far too dangerous for the Doctor and I to travel with our son. The TARDIS had shown us his future; it was tied intimately with Jack’s and the 456 cut it off before they had a chance. Our son was meant to be happy.”
Her voice was choked with emotion and River had tears running down her cheeks. The Doctor laid his arm tenderly around her shoulders and kissed her cheek; she smiled at him gratefully as he picked up his son’s story. “Ianto was the first child born to a Time Lord in nearly nine hundred years, the first child ever born inside a TARDIS, and finally, he was destined by all the powers that be to become a Rift child. Ianto is so very special and the TARDIS blessed him with the very special and unique gift to give Jack a child and thereby carry on the Time Lord genes.”
Jack couldn’t breathe; his Ianto was the son of the Doctor and he’d been meant for him to love and share a life and family with. As the Doctor’s angry gaze zeroed in on him, Jack gulped and feared for his immortal life. If there was anyone who could end his never-ending life, it would be a vengeful Gallifreyan father. Jack raised his hands in supplication as he took a step back from the angry Time Lord. “Now, Doctor, why don’t you calm down and we can discuss this like gentlemen.”
The Doctor completely ignored Jack’s plea as he continued to step closer to the immortal until he had the man backed against one of the TARDIS’ pillars. “Before you even think of having a child with my son you will commit to Ianto and then you will make your relationship legal and if I ever find out that you made him cry or that you have broken his heart, there won’t be any place in time or space that you can hide from me.” The Doctor’s voice was a low snarl and everyone present shivered at the raw and unchecked power behind his words.
Terrified, Jack could only nod his head vigorously. “No problem! Nothing would make me happier than marrying Ianto! It’s all I’ve ever wanted.” Jack spoke truthfully and even those standing the farthest away could see the love shining in his eyes. “He’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
Satisfied that his point had been made, the Doctor’s steely gaze faded and a big smile broke out on his face. “Wonderful! Now let’s figure out a plan to save my son and the others because we have a wedding to plan and a baby to prepare for.” The Doctor clapped his hands together as he bounced to the TARDIS console.
All around them the TARDIS herself seemed to shimmer and glow with excitement and happiness. Finally, her Doctor and his family were going to set the universe right. She shivered with joy, anticipating the pitter-patter of little feet running through her corridors once again. It had been far too long since she’d had a baby to sing to sleep.
Only John seemed to be surprised by the radical change in the Doctor; everyone else just blinked a time or two and got right down to business. John patted his former lover on his shoulder in sympathy. “Glad he’s not going to be my father-in-law,” he whispered, and John wasn’t sure but he thought he actually heard Jack give a tiny whimper of fear. “Hey buck up, mate! The plus side is you get Ianto.” John reminded him.
On the one hand, he did feel badly for his friend; he was faced with a pair of formidable in-laws. On the other hand, however, John was slightly disturbed to discover that he was actually more than a little jealous. While he’d never admit the fact to a single soul, and if he ever did, he’d have to kill them immediately after, but there was a very wee, tiny, minute piece of him that wanted to love and be loved just like Jack clearly was going to be. He could only hope that Toshiko Sato was up to the task.
Jack perked up as the reality of the situation sank in. ‘Oh yes, soon Ianto will be back in my arms where he belongs, and we won’t leave the nearest bedroom for a week, maybe two!’ Jack grinned at his plans, so very grateful that the Doctor couldn’t read his mind; he seriously doubted whether he or River would take well to Jack’s lusty thoughts towards their son. “What are we waiting for, Doc; let’s go save my Ianto!” Jack bounced over to the Doctor’s side; he finally had a purpose again, and he couldn’t be happier.
Two hours later
Over the course a very long two hours, Jack revealed the story behind the fate of his team and it broke his heart to recall how they had been lost to him. Several times he had to take a break when it got too much for him. He could feel the TARDIS trying her best to sooth and comfort him and he sent grateful thoughts her way.
Once Jack had finished the Doctor felt his hearts break for the pain his dear friend had gone through. He finally broke the room’s tearful silence; “I’m so sorry, Jack, for everything.” The Doctor placed a comforting hand on Jack’s arm.
“Just give me Ianto, Tosh and Owen back; nothing else matters but that,” he told the Time Lord in a voice ravaged by grief. If the Doctor could make things right and give them back to him then all the pain the Doctor had caused him would have the chance to heal. The only thing Jack wanted was to have his family back.
“I promise you, Jack, I will do everything in my power to make this right and to find out who is behind all this.” The Doctor vowed, and he would make them pay; no one messed with time or his son.
“We can’t do anything rash; time is too fragile right now and we need to have a solid plan or we risk causing more damage to the timeline.” Spock, as always, was the voice of reason.
“Right, a plan, good thinking; I was just about to suggest that.” The Doctor turned on his heel and grinned at his Companions and dear friends. “Sooo, who has a plan?”
Planning had never truly been one of the Doctor’s strong suits and neither was it his Companions’, so it was lucky for them all that John and River were not true Companions. Between them, plans were already being thought up, tweaked and discarded, plus they had the TARDIS to fall back on, and she always had something planned.
It was River who presented the best idea to the group. “It’s simple; Jack is our main key to this all. We somehow warn his past self of the events to come. We will let that Jack be the front line but we’ll be around for the rescue, just in case there’s no way Jack can get to them in time, like in Tosh’s case or if Ianto still ends up going inside the Thames House.” She spoke decisively and it was clear to them all that she was more than ready to get her son’s life back.
Everyone had to admit that what River proposed was a good plan, simple but elegant. “But how will we get our Jack to that Jack without crossing the timelines?” Amy asked, speaking up for the first time in a while.
“I know just the time.” John turned to face Jack a gleam in his eyes. “What about the first time I met your team? You arrived at the Reunion bar without them, remember? It took them a few minutes to join us, and I think that it we’re quick, it might be just enough time.”
Jack thought over John’s suggestion for several moments and he had to admit that it was a sound plan. During their brief partnership at the Time Agency, John had always been an excellent strategist. “That just might work, but what about your past self?” Jack pointed out the one flaw in John’s plan.
“If I might make a suggestion? I believe you know a certain Time Lord with a Vulcan friend.” The Doctor spoke up and Spock raised an eyebrow at the gleam in the Doctor’s eyes; it reminded him of a similar look his Jim would get when he had cooked up some crazy scheme.
Suddenly John had a very uneasy feeling about his plan and about his past self. “Just try not to damage me too badly, please? I need to be able to win Tosh’s heart.”
John winced; he was not at all reassured by River’s oh-so-casual reply of, “We make no promises.”
The Doctor, Jack and River all danced around the TARDIS console as they plotted their course.