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.
Ianto had listened patiently and silently as the Doctor and River told him the story of their rather unorthodox relationship. “We had no choice but to give you up, Ianto; it was the hardest thing we had to do but it was the only way to keep you safe. The TARDIS had shown us your future with Jack and we knew you would be safe and happy.” River finished their tale with tears in her eyes and she leaned into the Doctor gratefully as he wrapped his arm around her waist.
“I know it’s a lot to take in, especially after everything else that’s happened today. We don’t want to pressure you into anything you don’t want. All we would like is a chance to get to know you.” The Doctor picked up when it got to hard for River to speak. “And besides, we’re really fun people once you get to know us.”
“I have never been close with my own family; I felt like I didn’t belong with them. It wasn’t until I joined Torchwood Three and met Jack and the others that I finally found a family. I do want to get to know you both, and Rory and Amy, and I want you all to be a part of my and Jack’s child’s life. All we can do is take it one day at a time.” In truth, Ianto was a little overwhelmed to know he was the son of the Doctor and that he carried part of the TARDIS within him.
“That’s all we can ask.” That was more than the Doctor had hoped for; he knew it would take time but hopefully they could build a true family relationship. “I’m amazed that Jack hasn’t stormed in here yet.” The Doctor muttered fondly; he’d seen how protective Jack was over his pregnant son.
“And unless we want Jack storming in here, then I better get out there.” Ianto knew that Jack did not like having him out of his sight for long and even though he’d never admit it to Jack, Ianto found his future husband’s over-protectiveness adorable.
“Well, we better not keep him waiting.” The Doctor smiled as he heard his TARDIS hum with happiness; he could tell that she was very pleased her matchmaking worked out. River and Ianto exchanged identical eye rolls as they followed the bouncing Doctor out of the TARDIS.
The moment Ianto step out of the TARDIS, he was tucked into Jack’s side. Nuzzling the flesh behind Ianto’s ear, Jack took a deep whiff of Ianto’s scent and then purred with contentment. Ianto couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at Jack’s unusual behaviour.
“Better get used to it, Eye-Candy. It’s hard-wired into our DNA to protect and care for our pregnant mate. It’ll be next to bloody well impossible for any male not related to either of you to get anywhere near you.” John informed Ianto from his spot next to Tosh; he didn’t dare to get any closer to the pregnant man. “And the fact that you’re still his unclaimed mate will make Jack act more like an animal than human if he thinks anyone is challenging him for you.”
“Well then, we better go pick up Martha and Mickey so they can attend our wedding.” Everyone looked at Ianto in shock.
“Ianto, pet, don’t you want to take sometime to plan your wedding?” Gwen asked softly. “I can help you put together a proper ceremony and reception, if you’d like.”
Ianto shook his head softly. “No, but thanks for the offer. You’re all here and that’s all we need. I don’t need a fancy ceremony; all I need is my friends and family and the man I love.” He turned his attention to Jack. “What do you say? Want to get married?”
“More than anything in the world I want to be able to call you my husband.” Jack admitted his greatest wish and then blinked furiously, trying to stop his sudden tears from falling. It didn’t work and several slipped down his cheeks, only to be tenderly kissed away by Ianto’s soft lips.
“That is all I want too, Cariad, so that settles it. We’re getting married right now.” At one time, a long time ago, Lisa had wanted a fancy wedding. On the other hand, Ianto had wanted a small ceremony with just family and close friends. Now, thanks to some timely parental intervention, Ianto was about to get his perfect wedding.
The Doctor clapped his hands together. “Right, everybody into the TARDIS! We’ll pick up the Smiths and then find a nice place to have a wedding.” In that moment he felt like a proud father. He might not have always acted like it, but he did see Jack as a son and he was so thrilled that Jack and Ianto were on their way to their happy ending.
“Oi! I still need to give Tea-Boy a check-up, so Harkness is just going to have to get used to me touching Ianto.” Owen levelled a glare at Jack who growled in response. “Oh, get over yourself, Jack! The Tea-Boy is all yours. But if you don’t let me give Ianto his check-up then I won’t okay any honeymoon activities that involve Ianto and/or him getting naked.” Owen threatened.
A tiny whimper escaped Jack’s lips of the thought of no naked Ianto. “Fine, but if I see any wandering hands I will rip them off.” Jack growled out his threat.
Owen gulped as he saw the promise shining in Jack’s eyes; he firmly believed that one wrong touch and Jack would be more than willing to act on his promise. “Right, no wandering hands. But like I said before, Tea-Boy ain’t my style.”
The Doctor decided that he liked this overprotective side to Jack; he knew his son and grandchild would be kept safe from any harm.
Martha Smith was, in a word, pissed off. Mickey watched as his new wife angrily stalked the floor back and fourth all the while muttering threats under her breath.
“At least the Doctor showed up to deal with the 456 and nobody was hurt.” Mickey spoke up hoping that would calm her down.
As Martha whirled around to face him, Mickey figured that might have not been the right thing to say. “That still doesn’t change the fact that they tried to kill Jack, Ianto and the others!” With that said she pulled out her cell phone.
“Who are you calling?” Mickey frowned.
“UNIT,” Martha responded in a clipped tone.
Mickey had a feeling that might be a very bad idea, no matter how much he also wanted to rip into UNIT for their actions. He just didn’t want them to become their next targets. Luckily he was spared having to wrestle the phone away from Martha when the familiar sounds of the TARDIS filled the air.
Martha shoved her phone back into her pocket as she stalked over to the TARDIS, hands on her hips as she waited for the ship to become solid. She didn’t have to wait long for as soon as the TARDIS was solid the doors were flung open and out bounced the man they had seen on the recording Tosh had sent them.
“Martha! Mickey! Good to see and congratulations on your marriage. I hope you saved me some cake.” The Doctor grinned at them. “Now get in the TARDIS, we have another wedding to get to.”
“Whose?” Mickey asked as he came to stand beside his wife.
The Doctor’s smile was the biggest they had ever seen as it stretched from ear to ear. “Why, Jack and Ianto’s, of course.”
Martha’s face lit up in a smile. “Brilliant! I always hoped Jack would realise that Ianto was the one he loved.” She knew her mom would be thrilled to know that Jack had finally followed his heart. “Come on, Mickey.” Martha grabbed her husband by the arm and dragged him into the TARDIS behind her.
The Doctor watched them go with a shake of his head. “Well, it’s not hard to see who wears the pants in their relationship,” he muttered as he followed them into his ship.
Entering the TARDIS Martha’s eyes lit up as they landed on the couple in question; they were too busy cuddling to notice her arrival. “Jack! Ianto! I’m so happy for you two!” Martha squealed as she rushed to hug the two men.
Jack laughed as Martha flung her arms around both him and Ianto. “I figured you might be, Nightingale.”
Martha pulled back enough to glare at Jack. “I’m just glad that you finally smartened up and saw what was right in front of your eyes! My next step was to sic my mom after you.”
Jack shuddered at the thought of having to face an angry Francine before he gazed fondly at the man still tucked against his side. “Francine might have been able to slap some sense into me. I was an idiot for not seeing the treasure right before my eyes. But those days are long over and I now know that my heart will forever belong to Ianto Jones.”
Love filled Ianto’s eyes as he stroked Jack’s cheek tenderly. “I know, Jack. The past is behind us; let’s just focus on our future and the new life we are bringing into this world.” As he kissed Jack softly on the lips their joined hands came to rest on Ianto’s stomach
All the women present awed and cooed while Martha and Mickey blinked in shock at the last part of Ianto’s statement. “Wait, you’re pregnant with Captain Cheesecake’s baby?” Mickey asked with what could only be described as a girly squeak.
“It’s Captain Beefcake’s baby,” Jack corrected with a grin.
Mickey shook his head before shooting Martha a look. “Don’t you get any ideas, woman! When we have kids it’ll be you who’ll be carrying them.” There was no way in hell he would ever get pregnant.
Martha rolled her eyes as Jack happily informed Mickey, “You don’t know what you’re missing, Mickey Mouse. I can’t wait for Ianto to get his baby bump.” His eyes glazed over as he began to picture Ianto like that.
“Right, first we get you two married and then you can drool over my son.” There was a warning in the Doctor’s growl that Jack wisely chose not to ignore and he smiled weakly at his future father-in-law.
“Your son!?” Mickey and Martha cried in unison as they pointed at Ianto, not sure if they heard the Doctor right.
The Doctor grinned at his two former Companions as River looped her arm around his arm. “You heard me right; Ianto Jones is my and River’s son.” He informed them as proudly as any father in the history of the time ever had.
Quickly getting over his shock Mickey let out a booming laugh. “Oh, man, Jack, and I thought my in-laws were tough.” Francine might be a force of nature but at least she couldn’t travel back in time.
“Enough talk, we have to get these two ready for the wedding. TARDIS, sweetie, take us somewhere wonderful.” River ordered and those with a connection to the TARDIS could hear her singing with joy as she set their course. River turned to look at everyone else. “Now ladies, we have a ceremony to plan.” She motioned them forward and the women obediently followed River out of the control room.
Jack and Ianto shared a look as they watched them go. “She’s going to plan everything, isn’t she?” Jack asked the Doctor.
“Oh, yeah,” the Doctor agreed wryly. “She’s one take-charge woman.”
Biting his lower lip Ianto decided to ask Jack the question that had been on his mind since Jack had proposed. “Jack, wouldn’t you like Alice and Stephan to be here for this?” He asked low enough that only Jack would hear him.
A sad look entered Jack’s eyes. “If Alice wanted anything to do with me I would, but she’s made it clear that she wants nothing to do with me that involves Torchwood or aliens. She hates me and only allows me to see Stephan because he loves his time with Uncle Jack.”
Ianto’s heart broke for Jack; he hated to see his fiancé in any type of pain and he knew how much Jack wanted to be a part of his daughter’s life. “I’m sorry, Cariad, but it’s Alice’s loss; she’s the one who’s missing out on a chance to have you in her life. I only hope that one day she gets over her bitterness and the hate that her mother poisoned her with and makes an effort to be a true daughter.” ‘It’s probably a pipe dream,’ Ianto thought sadly; ‘but Jack certainly has the right to get to know his eldest child without the influence of her mother’s hate.’
Once again Jack was reminded of what a precious treasure Ianto Jones was and he thanked every deity he could think of that he hadn’t lost this beautiful man. He was overwhelmingly grateful that someone or something in the universe had smiled and given them forever. “I love you, Ianto Jones; never forget that.” Jack let a smile grace his face; he might not have the role he would have liked in Alice and Stephan’s lives but he did have Ianto. Jack vowed that he would be the best father to their children he could be and that he would make sure that Ianto never again doubted his love for him.
Ianto smiled, glad to see his Jack back. “I know, Jack, and I love you too.”
“Aww, this is sweet and all, but River is requesting that we all get ready for the wedding and that means Jack, you’re coming with us.” Tosh spoke up from the entrance of the control room. Martha stood beside her as support, just in case Jack tried to make a fuss at being separated from Ianto.
As expected, Jack did exactly that and he started to pout like a naughty child. “Why me?” he whined. “I don’t want to leave Ianto.” Jack tightened his grip on Ianto and made his lower lip quiver in a blatant bid for sympathy from his Welshman.
Martha and Tosh rolled their eyes in a look that clearly screamed ‘men’. “Because we all know that Ianto’s has amazing taste in suits and we know that he’ll look absolutely amazing when he walks down the aisle. You, on the other hand, we don’t trust and we will be picking out your outfit. River says you’re not going to marry her son looking like a refugee from the Army Surplus Charity Shop.” Martha told her old friend, much to the amusement of the other men, except for Ianto, who found Jack’s RAF greatcoat quite sexy, and Spock, who didn’t care one whit about fashion in the first place.
Tosh had a wicked glint in her eyes as she addressed the rest of the men. “Don’t take too much enjoyment at Jack’s suffering, you’re next,” she gleefully informed them, loving the winces and groans they made. “Now, Jack, step away from Ianto and follow me.” Tosh ordered in a stern tone.
Across the room, John Hart sagged against the wall as all of the blood in his head rushed southward. His mind was reeling with ideas and scenarios in which Tosh was using that tone of voice on him, and he found that his mouth had gone dry.
Pouting, Jack knew he had no choice but to let go of Ianto and cooperate with the two demanding women. One glare from Martha and Tosh had the rest of the men filing out behind Jack, leaving Ianto and Spock alone in the control room.
Spock took the chance to study his Leonard’s great-grandfather; he could see a lot of Ianto in Leonard and it made his heart ache just a bit for his two lost loves.
Ianto smiled gently at the lonely alien; he had not missed the way Spock had looked at him. “Who do I remind you of, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“You remind me of Doctor Leonard McCoy.” Spock spoke quietly. “My Leonard was one of my mates. He wore an outer shell of sarcasm, much like your own Doctor Owen Harper, but beneath that he was a caring man and only those who truly knew him ever saw past the façade. His heart was so big and caring, and he could not stand to see others suffer. That is why he became a doctor and he was truly one of the greatest.”
“I’m sorry for your loss.” And Ianto truly was, because despite Spock’s admirable Vulcan control over his emotions, Ianto could see that the loss of his mates still weighed heavily on his heart.
Once again comfortable silence reigned between them until the TARDIS bucked and wheezed as she landed. “Are we here?” Ianto asked her and the TARDIS gave a happy hum in response. “Can you set me up a room so that I can change into something more suitable for the ceremony?” Ianto ran a soft hand across her railing as a pale blue light illuminated the floor; she was creating a path for Ianto. Smiling softly Ianto turned his attention back to Spock. “I do hope we get a chance to talk some more; I would love to hear more about Leonard.”
“As do I, but right now I believe you have a wedding to get ready for.” Spock knew that he would seek out Ianto again; he was a calming influence and he so reminded him of Leonard’s rarely-seen softer side.
Ianto smiled once more at Spock before following the path TARDIS laid out for him and as he walked along, he kept one hand gently stroking her walls in gratitude.