Title: Torn - Sequel to Be Careful What You Wish For
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen, My OC's: Damien and Chloe, Martha, UNIT
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Set after series two
Warnings: Mentions of Mpreg, angst, language, TORTURE
Rating: PG13 - NC17 For series.
Previous series (Mothers Day/Celebrations/One Week In Cardiff/Heaven and Hell/Be Careful What You Wish For/First Christmas) can be found here: Fic Master List: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/1
Both Gwen and Damien had insisted on Jack going back home with Ianto, knowing that Jack hadn't wanted Ianto to be at the hub in the first place but they told him it was for his own sake. That dying for them was enough for one day and that they would only contact him if needed. Jack, feeling a little drained still was actually quite happy to go home and be with his family. They arrived home to gorgeous smells drifting around the house, Claire was in the kitchen stirring a huge saucepan of stew she had made.
“Everything okay?” She asked them as they entered the kitchen.
Ianto hadn't told her what had happened, she just knew something was wrong from Gwen's call and the way Ianto had left the house so hurriedly.
“It is now, Jack got hurt but he's okay.” Ianto replied.
“I made dinner, something that wouldn't spoil. You look a bit pale Jack.” She told him.
“I'm okay, you didn't have to cook but I'm not going to argue as it smells delicious.” Jack grinned.
“Well, it's going to be an hour or so before it's ready, the twins are napping in the living room. Go relax and I'll let you know when dinner's ready.” She told him, shooing them out the kitchen with her hands.
The found the twins fast asleep on their changing mats on the floor, Claire had placed blankets over them as they had obviously tired themselves out playing with their baby gyms.
“Dying takes it out of me, I could do with a nap.” Jack told Ianto as he lay on the sofa, patting the seat to indicate Ianto should lie with him.
Ianto stretched out on the sofa with him, lying so Jack could spoon against his back and letting out a sigh of contentment as Jack's arms wrapped around him.
“You okay?” Jack asked Ianto.
“Yep, I was really worried about returning to the hub, I don't know why exactly as it was here we were snatched from but it was okay. I think Myfanwy did miss me, I bet no ones been giving her any dark chocolate.”
“Do you want to go back to work?”
“Nope ... not yet. I don't think I'm quite ready for that.”
Jack kissed the back of his head. “Not a problem, but would you like to spend some time there, I miss having you with me during the day when I'm at the hub.”
“You know, I think we should take Claire there, now she knows all about what we do. If we can get her to agree to taking the twins there now and then then we would get to see them more as they grow.”
“Would you come in with Claire, spend time there while she's there with the babies?”
“Yep, I think it would help.”
“Then I'm all for it.” Jack replied, kissing him on the back of the neck. “Can I sleep now?”
Jack snuggled closer to Ianto's back, closing his eyes as he did so and it wasn't long before Ianto heard the small change in his breathing that indicated he was asleep. Ianto was watching the babies sleep on the floor nearly, knowing it wouldn't be long before they would be awake and demanding attention. He let his own eyelids flutter closed and before long drifted into sleep as well, none of them saw Claire as she peeked into the room. She smiled to herself at the sight of the whole family sleeping before slipping back to the kitchen and turning the gas down under the stew.