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.
The next day
As much as Jack didn’t want to leave his and Ianto’s bed, his lover pointed out that they needed to check in with the others, and he still needed to talk to the Doctor and River; he wanted to know his parents.
Jack made sure the pout he was wearing never left his face, hoping that Ianto would give in and they could lock themselves back in their room for a week. Ianto refused to yield although it had been difficult, and Jack sulked his way out of the TARDIS, managing to ogle his lover and future husband’s pert arse in the process.
“I know what you’re doing, Jack,” Ianto smiled without turning around. He didn’t need to see Jack’s face; he could feel the man’s eyes glued firmly to his butt.
“What!?” Jack protested innocently. “I’m not doing anything!”
“You’re staring at my arse.” Ianto struggled to keep the amusement out of his voice and he had to fight the urge to give an extra wiggle to his walk.
“So do something about it,” Jack suggested.
“Oh, I will, trust me.” Ianto stopped and turned to face his lover. “You’ll get exactly what’s coming to you later tonight,” and the wicked grin on his face left Jack red-faced and breathless with anticipation.
“You two really oughta get a room,” Hart snarked.
“We had one,” Jack was back to pouting again; “but someone made us leave it!”
“We know who is behind the changes to the timeline.” That was Amy’s greeting to them as Jack and Ianto joined the group.
Before either one of them could ask who, a clapping noise filled the air and Jack instinctively tucked Ianto’s body protectively against his own. From the corner of his eye, he saw John following his lead and pushing Tosh behind him just as a very familiar man stepped out of the warehouse’s shadows.
“Manger, you bastard! I should have known this was your doing.” Jack snarled in rage at the man who had played such a large part in hurting his Ianto. He had come so close to losing Ianto when the evil time traveller had sent him and Tosh back to 1941 and had arranged his meeting the real Captain Jack Harkness.
Bilis Manger sneered at Jack. “I told you, Captain, that I would get my revenge for the death of my master. And what better way to do that than by taking those dearest to you. Owen Harper, the gruff doctor who you see as a son, and your brilliant Toshiko Sato, the woman you love like a daughter.
“But I am most proud of orchestrating the death of your beloved Ianto Jones, your heart and soul. I must say, watching him die in your arms was particularly delightful. All in all, it was so very easy to change their fates.” The elderly man snarled furiously at Jack, his narrow eyes blazing with contemptuous hatred.
The fury and outrage pouring off the Doctor was so thick it filled the air and Bilis actually cowered away from the Time Lord. “My son! You dared to kill my son and my unborn grandchild? You may have been a servant of Abaddon and been granted the power to travel through time, but I am a Time Lord! I am the master of time and you will pay for what you have done!”
Bilis shook his head as he laughed. “Oh, no need for that, Time Lord, I’ve had my revenge. You may have undone the changes I made to the timeline, as I knew you would, but Jack will have to live with the knowledge that he failed to keep his friends safe. He has all of eternity to live with the fact that he led each and every one of them to their deaths. He’ll always remember that because he let those monsters have Grey, his friends all died.”
Manger actually rubbed his hands together with glee. “But the best part of all is that every single time the mighty Jack Harkness looks at his precious Ianto he’s going to re-live the moment that his lover died in his arms, desperate to hear those three little words. A very fitting revenge, if I do say so myself.”
Jack felt bile rise in his throat. It had been entirely his fault; he had let go of Grey’s hand and as a result Ianto, Owen and Tosh had been killed because of him. Bilis was right; living with that guilt was truly the best revenge.
“I’m here, Jack, and nothing will ever tear me from your side. Do not let him win. I’m safe as are Tosh and Owen; because of you, our unborn child is safe too.” Ianto whispered soothingly in Jack’s ear as he entwined their fingers.
The sound of a single gunshot reverberated through the room, breaking everyone out of their enraged silence while Bilis stared in shock at the red spot slowly blossoming on his white shirt. His gazed flickered in surprise and bewilderment to the one person holding a smoking gun. “Why?” he croaked out even as he felt his knees begin to wobble.
River Song stared coolly at the man, not a hint of remorse in her eyes as she told him with ice in her voice, “Because you killed my son.” She lowered her weapon as she continued, “Don’t worry; I didn’t hit anything vital. You’ll live.”
Amy stepped up beside her daughter. “Death would be far too good for you,” she growled. “This way, you also get to live with what you’ve done!”
The Doctor moved to stand in front the two very furious women and he delivered his own glare and his own warning to the wounded man. “This is your one and only chance to get out of here. But remember this, Bilis Manger, if you ever come near my family again, there isn’t a time or place where you can hide from me. I will find you and then you’ll deal with me, not some innocent humans, and I will make sure that you are permanently wiped from time. No one hurts the people I love.”
Jack shivered at the wrath coming off the Doctor in waves and he found himself fervently hoping that the Doctor never learned of his earlier callous treatment of Ianto. ‘Oh, God! The Doctor will kill me if he ever learns I held a gun to Ianto’s head!’ Jack tightened his grip on Ianto and moved them back a few feet away from the Doctor, his eyes glued to the man’s back.
That action was not missed by Owen, Rhys and John, who all had to fight back the urge to snicker at the mighty Captain Jack Harkness being afraid of his future father-in-law. Not that they didn’t blame Jack for his fear; the Doctor was truly a man whose anger you didn’t want to risk. For a brief moment they pitied Jack, but only for a moment, because then they remembered the humour they were going to get from watching Jack be on his best behaviour with Ianto. They highly doubted that the Doctor would take too kindly to seeing Jack groping Ianto in front of him, although John knew he was going to miss seeing that happen.
Bilis was not a foolish man and he knew that he was no match for the last of the Time Lords; he was in a battle he would not win. “I have no more need of your family, Doctor, my revenge is complete. Jack Harkness will always live with the fact that in another life he failed to keep those dearest to him safe.” He knew he would never kill Jack Harkness, but after all, he didn’t need to. The never-ending guilt the immortal would have to live with was so much sweeter a revenge.
“Oh, will you bloody shut up already.” Owen snapped, surprising everyone as he spoke. “Do you really think for one moment that any of us is going to blame Jack? We all knew the risks when we signed on with Torchwood. He may be a horn-dog and an over-the-top flirt with Ianto, but he’s ours and when you mess with him you mess with us. So I want you to listen very closely as I say this,” and at this Owen turned away from Bilis to face Jack.
“I forgive you, Jack, if that’s what you need to hear. I know…” he waved his hands at the others in the room. “We all know that you did your bloody best and that’s all we could have asked for. After Katie it was you who helped me find purpose again. Now will you please stop sulking?” Owen snapped at Jack.
It was Tosh’s turn to add her agreement with Owen. “You saved me, Jack, when I was alone and broken and it was you who helped me gain a new life where I see the extraordinary everyday.”
Ianto looked at his lover and was pleased to see the guilt fading from those blue eyes he loved so much. “I love you, Captain Jack Harkness. I love you with all my heart and soul. You gave me meaning again, when I had no hope left. It was you who once again made life worth living. You gave me the strength to get out of bed and face each day.” He placed a tender kiss on Jack’s lips and smiled as he felt it returned. “I will always love you, Cariad.”
“While you were right that Jack would feel guilt for his team’s deaths, you forgot one vitally important thing, Manger. His friends are willing to forgive him.” Rory spoke up, surprising everyone with his impassioned speech.
Owen smirked at the younger man before turning his attention back to Bilis. “So basically, your big plan for revenge failed. Jack may not be perfect but he is our leader and more importantly, he’s our friend and we know better than most how hard he fights to keep us safe.”
Bilis felt a snarl bubbling up in his chest; this was not the way this was supposed to go! They were meant to hate Jack, despise him for leading them to their deaths. They were not supposed to forgive him. Refusing to admit defeat, he tried a different tactic. “How can you forgive him? The only one he kept safe was his dear little Gwennie.” Bilis sneered at them. “The one he truly cares for.” He aimed the last part at Ianto. “The only one he truly loves.”
Jack felt Ianto flinch and he hated the fact that his past actions allowed Bilis’ words to have any merit. Cupping Ianto’s face in his hands Jack looked deeply into his lover’s eyes. “He’s wrong, Ianto. You stole my heart the moment we met. I was foolish and afraid and I pushed you away because you held my heart in the palm of your hand and that gave you the power to break me. The truth is I flirted with Gwen and others to create distance between us, even though I knew I was hurting you. I let fear rule my heart so that it I wouldn’t hurt so much when I lost you.”
Hurt by Jack’s admission, Ianto tried to pull away, but his lover held on strong. “Ianto, please listen to me.” Something in Jack’s voice compelled Ianto to remain still and Jack knew he had only one shot at convincing Ianto of the truth.
“I was so very wrong. By giving into my fear I hurt you very badly and for that I can never say I am sorry enough. When the other me lost his Ianto, I saw a glimpse of how lonely my life would be without you to share it with. I wouldn’t have any memories to recall; I wouldn’t have known what it was like to truly love you and to be loved by you. Losing you is the single greatest mistake I have ever made in my long life. Please forgive me, Ianto.” Jack pleaded as he felt tears enter his eyes; he couldn’t lose Ianto again.
“Did you mean it when you said you love me?” Ianto asked in a soft voice.
“Yes, yes, I did. I do love you, Ianto Jones, and only you.” Jack peppered kisses on Ianto’s face. “I always have and I always will. It was never Gwen, never anyone else, only you. You are the keeper of this shabby heart,” Jack prayed he hadn’t blown it with Ianto. “That is, if you still want it.”
Ianto gazed at his lover, studying him, looking into his soul, searching for the truth. Yes, Jack had hurt him in the past with his incessant flirting and obvious feelings for Gwen. “I need to know right here and right now how you truly feel for Gwen.” Before he could decide if he and his unborn child could still have a future with Jack, he needed to know for absolutely sure how Jack truly felt about Gwen.
“I do not love Gwen, Ianto; I have never loved Gwen. She was just an easy mark; her hero-worship was a boost to my ego, and I knew that I could have her at anytime, but I never took her up on any of her offers because she was not the one I loved. Ianto, I am sorry for ever making you think that she meant more to me than you. I love you so much, Ianto, you and our baby.” Jack finished in a whisper.
“I love you too, Jack.” Ianto pressed his lips against his immortal’s lips, and an enormous weight lifted off his heart at finally knowing where he stood with Jack.
Hearing Jack’s easy dismissal of her and his fervent declaration of love for Ianto broke Gwen’s heart. Despite the fact she was happily married to Rhys and expecting her husband’s child, there had always been a piece of her that still clung to the hope of a future with Jack. She wasn’t blind or stupid; she finally understood that while Jack might fancy her just a little, his heart would always and only belong to Ianto.
A part of her would always love Jack, and to hear know how deeply Jack’s feelings ran for her fellow Welshman was like a dagger to Gwen’s heart. Jack never was and never would be hers and that was just something she was going to have to learn to live with.
Owen rolled his eyes at what he found to be a rather sappy display, even as he wished someone would declare their love so passionately. With a mental sigh, he turned his attention back to Bilis. “You’re still here? Me, I’d have taken the distraction and high-tailed it out of here. Seriously, mate, are you that stupid? You’re facing the last of the Time Lords, an immortal man who’s in love, a Time Agent who flunked murder rehab, and a very angry Torchwood team; do you really think you stand a chance?” Owen snarled at the man.
Bilis was seething with impotent rage; all his hard work was falling apart around him. But he knew that he was no match for a Time Lord or his TARDIS. ‘You win this time, Jack Harkness, but I will avenge my master, someday,’ Bilis vowed as he let himself faze out of the time period.