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Fic: The Pirates of Boeshane Chapter 6/16

Title: The Pirates of Boeshane: The Curse of the Myfanwy
Fandoms: Torchwood/Doctor Who
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Tommy/Tosh, past John/Jack, one-sided John/Ianto, Owen, Kathy, Gwen, Mickey/Jake, Harold Saxon, Rhys/Andy, Martha, James Harper, Ross, Rory, brief mention of the Doctor/Rose, Donna
Author: backrose_17
Prompt: The Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
Summary: A Pirate Captain seeking to reclaim what was stolen from him joins forces with a young Blacksmith seeking to rescue his kidnapped best friend. Together they find more than just the adventures of their journey.
Rating: PG-15
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or Doctor Who.
Beta: royalladyemma
Written for Reel_Torchwood Round 5

Chapter 6

It was the warmth of the sun on his skin that final woke Ianto and it took him a moment to realise where he was and how he’d gotten there. Once he got his bearings and remembered why he was lying out in the street, Ianto wasted no time in retrieving his sword and heading for the Fort. He had to tell the Governor and Tommy of Tosh’s kidnapping; he had to rescue his best friend.

Tommy Brockless, newly promoted to the rank of Commodore of the Fleet, was doing his best to reassure Governor Saxon that they were doing everything in their power to find Tosh. He was outlining his plans to Harold when Ianto came rushing in and interrupted him. “They’ve taken her! They’ve taken Tosh!” the breathless young blacksmith revealed.

Without looking up from his holo-maps, Tommy issued orders to Mickey and Jake, the men who were standing nearby and who should have stopped Ianto before he managed to get through the door. “Mr Smith, remove this man.”

Ianto would not be denied; there was no way he was leaving his best friend in the hands of murderous pirates. “We have to hunt them down! We must save her!”

“And where do you propose we start? If you have any information concerning my daughter, please share it.” Harold was at his wit's end; all he wanted was Tosh safe and sound at home.

Jake and Mickey had been having a hushed but heated argument and it seemed that Jake was the winner when he piped up, “That Jack Harkness, he talked about the Black Myfanwy.”

Not wanting to get in trouble for withholding vital information Mickey decided to add his own two cents worth. “Mentioned it, is more what he did.”

Despite his overwhelming worry for Tosh, Ianto’s heart skipped a beat when he realised that they were talking about the man who’d stolen his heart in the smithy. He prayed that he wasn’t blushing as a myriad of questions bombarded his mind. ‘Is that the name of that pirate? Does he hold the key to finding Tosh? Do you think he'll still want me? Will I be able to stop myself from jumping his bones? He has such gorgeous bones…’ Ianto shook his head slightly to dislodge those thoughts.

“Ask him where it is. Make a deal with him. He could lead us to it.” Ianto hated to admit that he wanted Jack to gain his freedom just as much as he wanted them to find Tosh. He also wanted the other man out of jail because it would kill something in deep within his soul if Jack was executed simply for being a pirate.

Tommy immediately shook his head and killed any hope that Jack would be released. “No, the pirates who invaded this Fort left Harkness locked in his cell; ergo, they are not his allies.” Satisfied that he’d settled the matter once and for all, Tommy motioned for Mickey and Jake to remove Ianto before he turned his attention back to his maps. “Governor, we will establish their most likely course.”

Fed up with being ignored Ianto avoided Jake and Mickey and buried his hatchet into the table. “That’s not good enough!” he snarled.

Sighing deeply and finding patience he didn’t know he possessed, Tommy lifted his head and met Ianto’s eyes. He knew of the strong friendship between Tosh and Ianto and while he could not truly blame Ianto for his rage, neither could he let the young man go off on his own and get into danger. He knew that Tosh would never forgive him if Ianto got hurt in a misguided attempt at rescuing her.

“Mr Jones, you are not a military man, you are not a sailor. You are a blacksmith and this is not the moment for rash actions. Do not make the mistake of thinking you are the only man here who cares for Toshiko.” With one firm tug, Tommy pulled Ianto’s hatchet out of the table and calmly handed it back to him.

‘Fine, if you won’t ask Jack for his help in finding Tosh, then I will,’ Ianto vowed as he tucked his weapon into his belt. He shrugged off Jake and Mickey's 'helping' hands and stalked out of the room with his head held high. He had a clear goal in mind as he headed straight for the prison. Whether he knew it or not, Captain Jack Harkness was going to help him rescue Toshiko.

*****

Jack could not believe that once again he had resorted to trying to pick the lock of the cell with a bone. “Please…” he begged. ‘I’m so close to regaining what’s mine. If I can get out of here fast enough maybe, just maybe, I will have enough time to visit my sexy Welsh blacksmith before I sail away into the sunset.’ Jack had been quite surprised to find that the gorgeous unknown man had dominated his thoughts even more than his beloved Myfanwy.

Approaching footsteps drew a curse from Jack’s lips as he was forced to toss his bone into the corner and quickly lay down. As he pretended to be asleep, he peeped out through his eyelashes and what he saw nearly gave the game away. ‘Oh please, if I’m dreaming don’t wake me up!’ Jack’s mind pleaded as the very object of his desire entered the cells.

When Ianto laid eyes on the man who had haunted his every waking hour and who had crept through his dreams every night since they’d met, he almost forgot why he was there. It would be so easy to just take his sexy pirate home and lose himself in those beautiful eyes and that perfect body. “You! Harkness!” Ianto forced himself to growl out calmly; it would do him no good if Jack saw him just how much he affected him.

Jack shivered as the gorgeous Welshman's snarled words crawled up and down his spine and settled in his groin. For the first time the freedom-loving captain found himself grateful that he was still behind bars; they were the only things keeping him from pinning the younger man beneath him and having his wicked way with him. “Aye?”

‘So his name is Jack, it fits him,’ Ianto nodded approvingly. He was happy to finally know the name of the man he just couldn’t get out of his head. “You are familiar with that ship, the Black Myfanwy?” Ianto was trying to keep himself on track but it was proving quite difficult. For the first time since they’d met, he was noticing how delicious the man smelled; it was a curious thing, he’d never smelt anything like it before in his life. The scent was driving him wild with desire.

Knowing precisely the affect he was having on the younger man, a lazy grin graced Jack’s lips as he raked his eyes up and down Ianto’s form. He made a point of paying special attention to the tight trousers the man was wearing and to the way they hugged his manly bits. ‘Rather impressive manly bits,’ he leered happily as he drawled out the words, “I’ve heard of it.”

It took all of Ianto’s willpower not to fidget or blush as Jack’s eyes dragged over his body on a slow simmering journey. For his part, Ianto’s eyes were glued to Jack’s lips and in his mind, he was feeling those lips touching everywhere Jack’s eyes had already been. He forced his imagination down and returned to the matter at hand. “Where does it make berth?” he demanded, deliberately making the words sound harsh, knowing that he was quickly losing control of the situation.

“Where does it make berth?” Jack heard the derision in his voice and quickly changed his tone. “Have you not heard the stories? Captain John Hart and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isle de la Muerta. It’s an island that cannot be found except by those who already know where it is.” Jack climbed to his feet and began stalking towards Ianto, very much like a predator hunting his prey.

Ianto fought down the blush that wanted to form at Jack’s hungry gaze as he forced himself to mull over Jack’s words. “The ship’s real enough. Therefore its anchorage must be a real place" he reasoned. "Where is it?”

Jack chose this time to pause and casually study his nails as if they were the most fascinating things in the world. “Why ask me?”

“Because... because you’re a pirate.” Even to Ianto’s ears that seemed like a weak excuse and he floundered to find a better one. "You're... I..."

Jack grinned wildly at Ianto; he’d just figured out his delicious young visitor’s big secret. “And you want to turn pirate yourself, is that it? I must admit that I wouldn’t mind having someone as sexy as you serving beneath me.” Jack purred out the words as the fire in his eyes turned Ianto’s legs to jelly.

Despite the dire situation, for several moments Ianto couldn’t think of anything else but how much he would enjoy serving under Jack in all manner of ways. Then he remembered why he was there in the first place. “Never!” The instant the word left his lips Ianto knew he was lying both to himself and to Jack. “They took Miss Sato-Saxon!”

Jack’s heart plummeted and a surprising feeling of loss swept over him; it would seem that his young man was taken. “Oh, so it is that you’ve found a girl." He made no attempt to hide his deep disappointment from Ianto. “I see. Well, if you’re intending to brave all, hasten to her rescue and so win fair lady’s heart you’ll have to do it alone, mate. I see no profit in it for me.” Stung to the quick by what he perceived as Ianto’s betrayal, Jack simply could not find it within himself to help find his young man’s love.

Ianto saw the hurt in Jack’s eyes; he was surprised by how much the sight bothered him and he knew he had to set him straight. “It’s not like that between me and Miss Sato-Saxon. She is my dearest of friends and more importantly she is the only family I have left.” As Ianto pro-offered his explanation, Jack’s heart leapt with joy; 'I still have a chance!' A happy smile graced Ianto’s lips as he saw the abrupt change in Jack’s eyes and he quickly looked down at the cell doors so that Jack couldn’t see what he was feeling. “I can get you out of here,” he offered, suddenly realising just what he was looking at.

Jack tilted his head in curiosity, his interest fully returned now that he knew his young man was single. “How’s that? The key’s run off.” He pointed towards the door where he’d last seen the mutt.

Ianto shrugged and waved his hand at the bars. “I helped build these cells. These are half-pin barrel hinges,” Ianto explained as he picked up a nearby bench and placed it at the bottom of the cell door. “With the right leverage and the proper application of strength, the door will lift free.”

As Ianto was speaking, a horrible sense of dread began to fill Jack; this young man was reminding him of someone and Jack prayed with everything he had that he was wrong. ‘I guess there is only one way to find out.’ Taking a deep breath Jack asked, “What’s your name?”

“Ianto Jones.” Ianto was concentrating on getting the bench into just the right position so he failed to see the effect his words had on Jack.

The moment his name fell from Ianto’s lips Jack almost collapsed, only a tight-fisted grip on the irons bars of his cell kept him upright. Could it be possible that after such a long search the key for getting his beloved Myfanwy back lay with the one man he wanted so fiercely?

Jack gathered his wits about him. “That be the Welsh version of John Smith, I imagine. Good, strong name. No doubt named for your father, eh?”

Ianto wasn’t quite sure what Jack was getting at so he gave the only answer he could. “Yes.” On his seventh birthday, his mother had explained that he was named after his father, although he had no real memory of the man. All he knew of his father were the stories his mam had told him and a vague recollection of a face in a grainy photograph.

‘Well damn it to hell. I finally find someone who piques my interest for more than a passing shag and he just so happens to be the Doctor’s son.’ Jack’s mind was whirling along at a mile a minute and he realised something important. ‘But the only reason John would take Miss Sato with him is because he believes she’s the one he needs. But why would he take her? She can't help him. Once he learns the truth from her he’ll be back for Ianto.’ That thought put ice in his veins.          

The thought of his beautiful Welshman in the sadistic hands of Captain John Hart made Jack sick to his stomach and he swallowed the bitter bile that rose in his throat. ‘The only way I can keep Ianto safe is by taking him with me. I just hope he won’t end up hating me before this is all over, but I fear he might once he learns of my plans for him.’ It almost made Jack decide not to deceive Ianto but in the end, he realised that he really didn’t have a choice.

Clapping his hands together Jack grinned at Ianto. “Uh-huh. Well, Mr Jones, I’ve changed me mind. If you spring me from this cell, I swear on the pain of death I shall take you to the Black Myfanwy and your bonny lass, who’s not really your bonny lass but your sister. Do we have an accord?” Jack stuck his arm out through the bars and offered Ianto his hand.

Ianto was no fool; he knew that Jack had changed his tune once he learned his name. ‘Something is going on here, but I need to rescue Tosh.’ Steeling himself Ianto slipped his hand into Jack’s and tried not to shiver as sparks flew between their fingers and a warm feeling of belonging swept through him. He'd never felt anything like it before in his life and he definitely wanted more. “Agreed,” and with that one word, Ianto Jones sealed his fate.

Ianto wasn’t the only one affected by the physical contact between the two men and it surprised Jack how one little touch could send such strong waves of desire coursing through his body. ‘If that one little touch affects me like this, how will I react when I finally get Ianto under me?’ The thought sent a shiver of desire coursing through his body and it was an absolutely delicious feeling. Jack knew that he really should keep his distance from Ianto but something told him that was going to be so much harder than he thought.

“Agreed. Get me out.” Jack somehow managed to get out cheerfully.

Jack watched as Ianto, with an easy flex of his muscles, lifted the door free of its hinges and it fell to the floor with a loud clang. “Hurry! Someone will have heard that!” Ianto warned Jack; he hadn’t come this far and risked so much to be stopped now.

“Not without my effects.” Jack glanced around and then grinned when he easily spotted his things laying all nicely piled together for him. He certainly couldn’t leave them behind; not only did they make him look as sexy as hell, they also carried the only thing that could lead them to Myfanwy.

*****

With luck and careful timing, Ianto and Jack managed to make it to the docks where Jack decided it was time to inform Ianto of his plan. It was a brilliant plan, if Jack did say so himself, but the moment the details left Jack’s lips, Ianto could only stare at him.

It literally took him a moment before he found his voice again. “We’re going to steal the ship." Ianto asked in disbelief as he glanced at the mighty warship, the HMS Valiant. "That ship?” Ianto's heart was thudding in his chest at the very thought of doing something so...

“Commandeer. We’re going to commandeer that ship. Nautical term.” There was a very big difference and it just irked Jack to no end that nobody would remember that. “One question about your business, boy, or there’s no use going. This girl, how far are you willing to go to save her?” To be honest, Jack didn’t want to hear the extent that Ianto was willing to go to save this Tosh of his.

“I would die for her,” Ianto answered without hesitating for a single second or wasting a single breath.

“Oh, good. No worries, then.” He could hear the bitter sarcasm in his voice and so he smiled to soften his words. Jack forced himself not to let Ianto see how jealous he was at the strong bond that Ianto obviously had with this young woman. He bit his tongue as he tried to hide his emotions, reminding himself that getting Myfanwy back was far more important than bedding Ianto. 'Yeah, right!' his infamous libido mocked him.

The first step in Jack’s brilliant plan included them walking under the water with a lifeboat over their heads. “This is either madness or brilliance,” Ianto muttered as he struggled to keep his head above water.

A crazy grin crossed Jack’s face and lit up his eyes. “It’s remarkable how often those two traits coincide,” Jack cheerfully educated Ianto.

Ianto couldn’t help but smile at Jack’s chipper response; for a pirate the man is actually pretty fun to be around.' He was surprised by how happy that thought made him feel and he smiled brightly at the back of Jack's head.

Together the two skilfully and quietly climbed up onto the Valiant, where Jack pulled out his gun and sword. “Everyone stay calm! We are taking over the ship!” Jack ordered.

Ianto stood bravely beside Jack and fought the urge to say something foolish like ‘Aye!' and 'Avast, me hearties!’ and then he had to fight the urge to giggle when he realised what he’d sound like if he did. Ianto knew that acting like a silly schoolgirl would earn him nothing but derisive laughter.

A short barking laugh escaped James’ lips as he quickly pointed out, “This ship cannot be crewed by two men. You’ll never make it out of the bay.” He put as much triumphant snark in his voice as he could.

Not liking to be mocked, and especially not by a nancy-boy of a sailor, Jack pointed his gun at James’ nose and reminded him of one very important fact: “Son, I’m Captain Jack Harkness. Savvy?”

Somehow, and to his very day, Ianto has absolutely no idea how they did it, Jack and Ianto managed to get James and his men off the Valiant and into a small boat. After watching them head for the main docks, Jack and Ianto prepared to set sail on their stolen… uh… commandeered ship.

It was one of the UNIT men, standing next to the Commodore listening to various rescue plans being discussed, who finally noticed the small boat heading towards the docks. He shaded his eyes and squinted into the sun trying to figure out who the men were and if they posed any sort of threat. With a jolt he realised it was James and his men but that couldn’t be! They should be onboard… “Commodore!”

“Sir, they’ve taken the Valiant! They’re taking the ship! Harkness and Jones – they’ve taken the Valiant!” James yelled towards the dock while frantically waving his arms in hopes of catching someone’s attention. He was still too far away to be heard clearly, but James gave it everything he had.

On the battlements. Tommy saw the longboat heading for the docks; he recognised James right away and while he couldn't make out the words being shouted, he knew something was up and it wasn’t good. Grabbing his spyglass Tommy focused on the main deck of his ship and he could clearly see that there were two men on board working to get the Valiant ready for sail. One of them turned around so that Tommy could see his face.

“Rash, Jones, too rash,” Tommy muttered under his breath as he realised who the second man was and that saddened him ever more. “That is without a doubt the worst pirate I have ever seen.” Tommy had to admit that he was intrigued by the question of just how Jack planned to get the Valiant under sail before they catch up to him with the TARDIS.

“Here they come!” Ianto called out to Jack when he saw the TARDIS setting sail on a course straight towards them.

A smile graced Jack’s face. ‘You’re almost making this too easy, Commodore.’

“Bring her around! Bring her around!” James ordered the crew of the small boat as the TARDIS moved in closer to the Valiant. He hoped to block the ship’s forward passage with his longboat just long enough to slow the Valiant down and he watched with satisfaction as his men put their backs into it and plied the oars diligently.

Tommy and his men quickly swarmed over the railings of the Valiant and scattered in various directions, but Jack and Ianto were nowhere in sight. Tommy was not surprised; “Search every cabin, every hold, down to the bilges,” he ordered. 'I am not letting Jack or Ianto off this ship unless they are in chains!'

High on the mast where the typical non-imaginative UNIT sailor wouldn’t think to look, Jack and Ianto shared a quick nod. A moment later they were swinging across the gap to land gracefully on the yardarms of the mighty TARDIS. With the element of surprise on their side, they easily knocked the few remaining crewmen over the sides and into the harbour. In their haste to board the Valiant, the sailors had neglected to lower the TARDIS' sails and within moments of boarding her, Jack and Ianto were quickly ready to sail away with the TARDIS.

Frustrated by his men’s’ inability to find the two pirates – he now considered Ianto a pirate by simple virtue of association with Harkness – Tommy paced the deck impatiently. As he gazed out to sea seeking inspiration, his sharp eyes spotted his prey and immediately realised that he’d been played. “Sailors, back to the TARDIS! Now!”

“Quickly men!” One UNIT man cried out in encouragement as they scrambled to grab the nearby ropes and swing onto the passing TARDIS. One by one they all missed their target and fell into the ocean with various sizes splashes, leaving Tommy groaning in disgust at their failure.

With a show of pirate gallantry, Jack swept off his hat and placed it over his heart. “Thank you, Commodore, for getting us ready to make way. We’d have had a hard time of it by ourselves!” Jack cheerfully informed Tommy with a big grin lighting up his face. Even across the distance, Jack could see the flush of anger on Tommy’s face and it filled him with satisfaction.

Furious with himself for letting a pirate outsmart him, Tommy began barking out orders to his men. “Set top sails and clear up this mess!” Well aware of the consequences of incurring Tommy’s wrath, the sailors scrambled to get the Valiant under way as quickly as possible.

“With the wind at a quarter astern, we won’t catch them,” Esther pointed out quickly and given Tommy's temper, rather bravely.

Tommy shook his head as he stared hard at the moving TARDIS. “We don’t need to catch them,” he told her in a grim voice, “just get them in range of the long nines.”

Immediately understanding what Tommy intended to do, Esther was quick to dish out the orders. “Hands come about! Run out the guns!” Once that was accomplished to her satisfaction, she turned her gaze back to Tommy. “We open fire on our own ship, sir?” She couldn’t believe that he was suggesting such a thing; the TARDIS was the pride of their fleet.

“I’d rather see her at the bottom of the ocean than in the hands of a pirate,” Tommy stated coldly. “Let’s get going!”

Unfortunately, the helmsman found that he was unable to follow those orders. “Commodore, he’s disabled the rudder chain, sir!”

Tommy put his fingers to his temples and rubbed small circles with his fingertips: he could feel a nasty headache forming. 'Damn that bloody Harkness!'

James’ eyes widened as he realised that the TARDIS was bearing down on his small boat and making no attempt to avoid it. “Abandon ship!” he yelled at the top of his lungs and then he joined his men in their frantic dives and jumps into the water. The last man had just managed to jump clear as the bow of the mighty TARDIS hit their boat. Within seconds, the longboat was broken up into kindling and the debris rapidly sank beneath the waves. With nothing to stand in her way, Jack aimed the TARDIS for the open seas.

Back on the Valiant Esther could not hide the awe in her voice as she exclaimed, “That’s got to be the best pirate I’ve ever seen!”

“So it would seem,” Tommy grumbled begrudgingly under his breath. He refused to admit he had any admiration for the man, but still, that was a pretty amazing technique.



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