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.
While the Doctor was delivering his ultimatum to the 456, inside the TARDIS Jack was wasting no time in kissing Ianto; he needed to be sure. The moment his lips touched Ianto’s, Jack wanted to weep for joy. His beloved Welshman was still alive in his arms; he hadn’t lost him. He vowed then and there on the TARDIS he would never let Ianto go again.
“I love you. I love you, Ianto, so very much.” Jack chanted the words over and over again in between the kisses he placed upon every inch of Ianto’s skin he could find.
“I love you too, Jack,” Ianto whispered running his hand up and down Jack’s back trying to sooth his devastated lover. His heart flared as he listened to those three little words he had been so sure he would never hear uttered to him by Jack Harkness.
Jack pulled back to look Ianto in the eyes. “I am so sorry for every time I made you feel like you were my second or third choice, because you never were. And I’m sorry that I made you think I chose to be with you because you were the only option left to me. The truth is, Ianto Jones, you have always been my only choice; my heart was yours the moment I first laid eyes on you that night at Bute Park. I’m just sorry that it took losing you to make me see that. Can you forgive this old fool for hurting the best thing in my immortal life?” Jack’s eyes were begging for forgiveness.
Ianto’s heart felt lighter than it ever had before and he placed the softest of kisses on Jack’s lips as he wiped away his lover’s tears. “There is nothing to forgive, Jack. I won’t lie; it did hurt to see you fawn all over Gwen. But I love you, Jack, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Jack.”
Jack nodded his head rapidly. “You are the only one, Ianto, you are. I don’t want you to ever doubt that again. I want to share forever with you.” Jack’s hand drifted down to rest tenderly on Ianto’s still-flat stomach; “You and our children. Ianto Jones, will you marry me?”
Jack’s very unexpected question had Ianto blinking in surprise before a bright smile spread across his face. “Yes, Jack, I will marry you!”
A whoop of excitement and elation escaped Jack’s lips as he lifted Ianto up and twirled him around in pure joy.
“Wait, Jack, what do you mean by children?” Ianto asked as he recalled the way Jack touched his stomach and he touched his belly in the same place.
Jack grinned sheepishly at his lover. “See… Umm…” He was suddenly and uncharacteristically at a loss for words and Ianto studied him with suspicion. “That’s a long story, one that I promise to fill you in about in great detail once we’ve dealt with the 456.”
Ianto raised an eyebrow at his nervous lover. “Once this is over we will talk,” he agreed. “I’m counting on it.”
Jack sighed in relief; he had a little more time to figure out how to break it to Ianto that he was the son of the very same man that Jack had waited over one hundred years for, the man he’d chased after, the man he’d left Ianto behind for, not once but twice. He prayed that Ianto would be as understanding about all of that as he was about his flirting with Gwen.
The Doctor chose that moment to return to the TARDIS and from the look in his eyes they knew that the 456 hadn’t listened to him.
Keeping a tight grip on Ianto, Jack asked his old friend, “What do we do now?”
The Doctor walked over to the console. “You do nothing, Jack; this is now my battle. I have the 456’s frequency; I didn’t want to use it but they have left me no choice.” He hated to use his beloved ship as a weapon, but he knew that there was no other option. Unless and until he showed them that Earth and all its inhabitants were under his protection, he knew that the 456 would just keep coming back. “I’m so very sorry but I have no other choice,” he whispered to the TARDIS before he flipped the final switch and used the alien’s frequency against them.
As penance for his actions, the last of the Time Lords refused to mute the speakers inside the TARDIS and tears streamed down his face as horrifying death screams filled the air and the 456 withered and died in excruciating pain.
After convincing the TARDIS to return to the rundown warehouse Torchwood was using as a base, and making sure that his rest of the team was okay, Jack led Ianto to his room on the TARDIS. Cocooned in the warmth and safety of his duvet, Jack and Ianto sat atop Jack’s over-sized bed and the immortal explained everything to the younger man. The only other one involved in their conversation was the TARDIS when she showed Ianto her memories of his brief time that he spent with her.
Ianto let the TARDIS’ song wash over him, bringing with it long-forgotten images, and as he remembered, a single tear fell from his eye. “I’m really pregnant?” Ianto asked softly and suddenly the faint sound of a heartbeat filled the air. The TARDIS was letting them hear their unborn child.
Jack tightened his grip on Ianto as he kissed him tenderly. “Yes, you are. Is that okay?” he asked, almost afraid of the answer.
Ianto smiled and pressed their joined hands to his stomach. “It’s more than okay, Jack, it’s wonderful! I want nothing more than to have a family with you.”
That was all Jack needed to know as he cupped Ianto’s face with his hands and kissed him deeply and slowly, pouring every ounce of his love for Ianto into the kiss. It was a kiss that Ianto returned with fervour, and it soon turned into much more as they began to celebrate their engagement and the news of their future child.
To give Jack and Ianto the time and privacy they needed the Doctor decided to take the opportunity to get to know Jack’s team; after all, he reasoned, the only one he had ever met in person was Toshiko. Plus, it gave him something to do so he wouldn’t go barging in on his son and Jack engaged in something he didn’t want to see.
Tosh blinked in surprise as a small group of people, including curiously enough, John Hart, came out of the TARDIS. “You! It was you!” she cried out, pointing at Spock and the Doctor. “You’re the ones who saved me!”
The Doctor grinned madly and rocked back on his heels, but Spock merely nodded his head at Tosh in greeting. “It is an honour to meet you, Toshiko Sato-Hart.”
“Hart?” The three members of Torchwood exclaimed as Gwen and Owen looked between Tosh and John.
John rolled his eyes in a mixture of exasperation at Spock’s big Vulcan mouth and delight at the way ‘Sato-Hart’ sounded. ‘Oh, what the hell? The cat’s out of the bag.’ With a leer on his face he crossed the distance between them and pulled Tosh into a soul-searing kiss that left everybody else hot, bothered and panting from the passion between them.
“Well, that’s one way to state your attentions.” The Doctor quirked an eyebrow Ianto-style as he began to wonder how much longer the kiss would last.
Curled up together in the room that was now theirs, Jack watched his beloved Ianto sleep; the young Welshman was quite worn out from their ‘celebrating’. Jack knew that for a while, at least, he would barely be able to let Ianto out of his sight; he knew it was irrational but he was so afraid that he would awaken to find that it had been nothing more than a dream. “I love you, Ianto Jones, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe.” Jack vowed quietly, brushing the fringe back from Ianto’s forehead.
Ianto shifted and nuzzled deeper into Jack’s arms and that was the moment when Jack knew that it was not a dream, it was a miracle.
After kissing Tosh, John made sure to keep a firm grip around her waist while the Doctor explained everything that had happened in the other timeline.
Tosh bit her lip as she looked at her two teammates. “Guys, I can think of only one person who has the ability to mess with time on such a huge scale.”
“Bilis Manger, that son of a bitch!” Owen roared.
The Doctor turned to face Owen. “Tell me everything you know about this Bilis Manger,” the Time Lord demanded as he stalked to the centre console and began flipping switches and turning dials.
Sensing the Doctor’s rage Owen wasted no time in telling the Time Lord about Torchwood’s fateful meetings with Bilis.