Fandoms: Torchwood/The Avengers
Pairings/Characters: Clint/Ianto, Ianto/Tosh friendship, Ianto/Natasha friendship, Clint/Natasha friendship, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Jack/Ianto, Owen, Gwen, Natasha, fledging Jack/Ianto/Clint, Tony/Pepper
Summary: Bonds of friendship and love can still be forged no matter how far apart those connecting hearts maybe and then there are some bonds that no matter how much time has passed are never broken.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or the Avengers
Dressed in his finest suit, armoured with a flask of his coffee and his two shadows in place, Ianto Jones was ready for his first meeting with Tony Stark.
Ianto wasn't at all surprised to see his father waiting for them. "Tad," Ianto greeted his father.
Coulson wasn't fazed at the sight of Clint and Natasha shadowing his son. 'I do wonder who will attempt to kill Tony first, Clint or Natasha?' Coulson knew without a doubt that there was going to be an attempt on Tony's life today; the man just knew how to push all the wrong buttons.
"Ianto," Coulson smiled at his son, glancing at both Natasha and Clint before his gaze was redrawn to Ianto. "Try and at least leave Tony intact. For some reason Miss Potts is rather fond of him."
"I thought Pepper had better taste," Natasha mumbled and Ianto felt his lips twitch into a smirk. It was clear that the redhead did not have a high opinion of Tony.
"Trust me if I could handle Doctor Owen Harper and Jack at the same time I think I can handle Mr Stark," Ianto reassured them. "Besides Clint's on a strict no maiming or killing order."
Clint pouted at his boyfriend. "You never let me have any fun."
Ianto turned to look at him with his left eyebrow quirked up. "That's not what you were saying last night," Ianto calmly reminded him.
Clint grinned wolfishly at Ianto. "Don't forget this morning."
"If you wish not to be reassigned to the Arctic then I suggest that you refrain from talking about my son's love life." Coulson glared at Clint, making it clear that this was not an idle threat.
But given that Clint was fairly used to these kinds of threats he just smiled winningly at Coulson. "You would never get rid of me, you love me far too much and your life would be meaningless and empty without me in it."
Natasha and Ianto both fought back the snickers that threatened to burst forth as Coulson just stared at the grinning Clint and said in a completely deadpan voice, "Yes, my life would be utterly meaningless without you in it. Why would I possibly want a life of peace and quiet?"
"Exactly! Peace and quiet is far too overrated in the first place," Clint said with a huge grin and even went as far as patting Coulson on the shoulder.
Ianto shook his head while Natasha grinned. "Right, I do believe that is our cue to leave before my father makes good on his promise. Come along, Clint." Reaching out and snagging Clint by the arm he dragged his lover with him.
Natasha stopped to stand next to Coulson. "I almost pity Stark," Natasha said with a small smirk. Coulson glanced at her with an eyebrow raised and her smirk grew."Almost. I will enjoy watching Ianto put Stark in his place."
Coulson just shook his head, a small smile playing at the edge of his lips. "Just make sure that Ianto keeps the damage to a minimum. We do, after all have some use for him."
"I make no promises," Natasha called over her shoulder as she headed after Clint and Ianto.
As the three of them faded from sight Coulson shook his head, "I do hope Pepper won't mind the mess."
Tosh fought the urge to cry as she attempted to save any of her program. She wanted to cry, scream, and rage at Owen and Gwen for their careless and thoughtless actions that cost her months of hard work.
'I wish Ianto was here, he would understand how important this program was.' Over her shoulder Tosh watched as Owen and Gwen snickered and whispered together, 'No doubt they're sharing and laughing about me.' Her eyes burned with the tears that wanted to fall.
Leaning against the doorframe to his office Jack watched the going's on of his team and felt his heart ache for Tosh. 'I better have a talk with Owen and Gwen about how they should be treating a teammate and find out why they were playing basketball around our equipment.'
Pushing off against his door Jack slowly began making his way down, the sight of Tosh nearly in tears made him want to wrap her in a hug and not for the first time one thought crossed his mind, 'I wish Ianto was here. He would know just the right thing to say or do to comfort Tosh.' Of course thinking about Ianto always brought a fresh wave of pain in Jack's heart.
'Maybe tonight I will finally work up the courage to call Ianto.' Every night since Ianto had taken the first step in bridging the gap between them Jack has tried to work up the courage to pick up his phone and call Ianto, but he couldn't. 'I'm afraid that Ianto will be so happy in his new life that he wants nothing more to do with me.' And that thought sent a sharp stabbing pain right into his heart.
Forcing his thoughts about Ianto to the back of his mind as he stepped foot on the lower part of the Hub, Jack made his way to Tosh's side. "Tosh, I'm so sorry but I don't think there's any hope," Jack whispered softly.
Tosh's soft, "I know," nearly broke Jack's heart.
Leaning forward Jack brushed a kiss upon her forehead. "Why don't you take the rest of the day off, you've more than earned it," Jack ordered her softly.
Grateful Tosh smiled at Jack. "Thank you. I think that's a good idea." As Jack handed her things, Tosh snatched them and without making eye contact with Owen or Gwen she left the Hub.
'5...4...3...2... and 1.' Jack mentally counted down before Gwen launched into a rant.
"Jack! Why does Tosh get an early day? I could use a day off to spend time with Rhys!" Gwen scowled at Jack with her arms crossed over her chest.
Jack stared at Gwen before shaking his head. 'Why didn't I ever notice Gwen's selfish side? Was I so blind by the idea of having someone like Rose that I didn't see that not only did Gwen have her wide-eyed humanity but also that selfish need to always be the centre of everything?'
"Tosh has spent months on that program a program that could have possibly saved our lives in the field, and in one moment you both managed to destroy it! I'm tired of you two goofing off, if you have so much free time on your hands then I suggest you get to work on those reports you owe. And if you finish them, then I may consider letting you go early," Jack snapped before turning on his heel and stalking back up to his office.
'What I wouldn't give for a cup of Ianto's coffee, or better yet Ianto himself,' Jack thought sadly.
Guilt wasn't something Owen was used to feeling but as he recalled the look on Tosh's face when she realised her program was ruined... 'Bloody hell I owe her an apology. I hate apologising.' Owen grumbled to himself as he headed for his autopsy bay, he had a Weevil to finish up.
Gwen could only stare after Jack. 'What is wrong with Jack? He's never spoken to me like that before.' Gwen couldn't understand why Jack was treating her like the others. 'He's been different ever since Ianto left. All of them have but I don't see why? He was just the Tea-Boy after all, one that shouldn't even have been here after he put us all in danger by bringing that monster here.' Gwen shivered as she remembered that night with clarity. 'He was a traitor and had no place here, I'm glad he's gone.'
Shaking her head Gwen moved towards her desk. 'I'll go along with this for now Jack, but sooner or later you're going to come to your senses and realise that Ianto isn't coming back and finally see what's right before your eyes.'
"Miss Potts, there are three SHIELD Agents here to see you," Jarvis's disembodied voice informed her.
Smiling, Pepper put down the files she was working on. "Thank you Jarvis and please send them in." She was looking forward to finally meeting Phil's son.
It wasn't long before Tony's living room had three new arrivals. "Hello Natasha," Pepper happily greeted the redhead. "Who are your handsome friends?" she asked, catching sight of the two men standing behind Natasha.
"Hello Pepper, it's good to see you again." Natasha smiled warmly at her fellow redhead. "May I introduce Agent Clint Barton," she gestured to man who seemed to be studying the ceiling, "and Agent Ianto Jones, Stark's new handler." This was the handsome young man dressed in a sharp suit. Pepper saw Phil in him at that moment.
"It's very nice to finally meet you, Mr Jones. Your father has told me so much about you," Pepper greeted Ianto warmly.
The smile that Pepper gave him was warm and inviting and it reminded Ianto of Lisa's smile and he knew in that moment he was going to come to adore Pepper as much as his father did."Thank you Miss Potts, my father speaks very highly of you."
Behind Ianto, Clint grumbled, "I guess no one's happy to meet me."
Pepper fought the urge to laugh as Ianto and Natasha rolled their eyes before Ianto favoured her with a smile. "Please forgive Clint; he has this uncontrollable urge to be a smart-arse."
"Then he and Tony have something in common." Pepper figured she was going to like Clint.
A scowl graced Clint's face. "I'm not sure if I should feel insulted or not?"
"I think you should feel incredibly honoured." A new voice spoke up and all four eyes flew to see Tony had finally come up from his lab. "So my new handler needs two babysitters? Yes, this fills me with such confidence," Tony drawled out as he laid eyes on a very familiar redhead standing protectively behind the young man in the suit.
Tony looked Ianto up and down before raising his eyebrow and asking, "By the way shouldn't you be in school?"
"And shouldn't you be in some dank and dark room striving off yet another hangover?" Ianto shot back.
Ianto finally looked Tony up and down with a clearly less than impressed look on his face. Both Pepper and Natasha fought the urge to grin at the look on Ianto's face. Clint didn't even bother to try and hide his smile; after all, he enjoyed watching Ianto put others in their place.
"Are you even old enough to drink?" Tony questioned as he made his way to his kitchen. "Jarvis, coffee!"
"Drink like you? Because then I doubt anyone is old enough. Plus I do enjoy having a functioning liver," Ianto calmly informed him before smirking. "As for what I'm old enough to do that's privileged knowledge for another."
And Clint planned on making it perfectly clear that it was him Ianto was talking about. 'Can't let anyone get any ideas about trying to steal my Ianto, it's bad enough that Jack Harkness has a claim I don't need another.'
Having dealt with more than his share of overprotective lovers Tony easily saw the, 'touch him and die' look in Clint's eyes. "Don't work yourself up into a stroke. While Junior Suit is a pretty on the eyes he seems a little too stuffy for me. I doubt he would even know how to make a decent cup of coffee which, Jarvis, I'm still lacking."
Clint and Natasha held their breaths as Ianto's eyes narrowed. They couldn't believe that Tony dared to question Ianto's coffee making skills. Without a word Ianto stalked past Tony and into the kitchen.
Natasha glared at Tony. "Now you've done it. You better be prepared to beg for forgiveness."
Seeing the confused look in Pepper's eyes, Clint took pity on her and in a stage-whisper, "Just wait until Tony tries Ianto's coffee, he'll be worshiping at Ianto's feet in no time."
Tony on the other hand had serious doubts and happily voiced his own thoughts."I thought you English folk only drank tea. I have serious doubts that he would know a good cup of java if his life depended on it."
It wasn't long until Ianto returned, a steaming cup in his hands. "Drink this," Ianto ordered as he placed a cup of his coffee in front of Tony.
Picking the cup up Tony took a long sniff and had to admit that it smelled delicious. "If I die you better believe I will be haunting your ass," Tony grumbled.
Ianto was surprised that his eyes didn't get stuck from how many times he had rolled them since meeting Tony Stark. "Yes, because that's what would make my life complete, being haunted by Tony Stark."
Tony had to admit that he was enjoying the banter with this young man. 'Maybe this won't be so bad.' Tony lifted the cup and took a sip. As the first drop landed on his tongue Tony's eyes went wide and they all watched as he drowned his cup.
Once he was finished Tony looked at Ianto. "So where do I pledge my undying loyalty to you? And what kind of perks are in there in worshiping Ianto Jones the Coffee King?"
Ianto grinned. "All the coffee you could possible want."
"Sounds good to me. I may actually like you, Junior Suit." Tony raised his empty cup to toast Ianto.
'Well at least he's not calling my Tea-Boy, but really would it kill them to use my actually name?' Ianto wondered how hard it was to use his name.
Clint shifted to stand beside Ianto as he glared at Tony. "Just remember, Chief worshiper is my job."
"Understood. Besides Pepper would rip of my balls if I even think about it." Tony pointed to Pepper.
Pepper smiled sweetly at Tony. "They would make an interesting pair of earrings."
Natasha and Pepper both laughed at the pure look of horror on the three men's faces. Ianto couldn't help but think, 'They would be good for Tosh. I wonder how she is doing.'
As Tosh left the Hub her first thought had been to call Ianto but when she found Mary waiting for her at her house all thoughts of Ianto escaped her mind. For the first time in a long time she was the desired one and Tosh was willing to grasp it with both hands.