Heaven and Hell 7/?
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missthingsplaceTitle: Heaven And Hell - Sequel to One Week In Cardiff.
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto. Gwen. new team members.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Set after series 2.
Spoilers: None.
Rating: pg13
Gwen was about to head home when she realised that she really didn't want to face Jack and Ianto at the hub. She needed to do this on neutral territory. Not their flat, certainly not hers, Rhys should never know about this. She sent Jack a text, she wanted to do this this evening, then she phoned Rhys and told him she's be home a little late.
*
Jack and Ianto had just pulled up outside their flat when Jack's mobile beeped to tell him he had a text message. A glance at the screen told him it was Gwen, he took a deep breath and opened the message as Ianto let them into the flat.
'Jack, i need 2 c u and ianto. it can't wait till 2moro. pls. i'm sorry. Pub by plass, 7pm?'
Jack looked to Ianto, unsure whether to say yes or not.
'Jack? What is it?'
'Gwen.'
Ianto's face clouded over, Jack moved close to him.
'She wants to see us this evening, I think she wants to apologise.' Jack told him and he pulled him into a hug.
'That was quick.' Ianto's replied, not sure if he wanted to see her, let alone listen to her apology.
'We don't have to go, I can say no. But I do feel, despite what she said that she really does care about you.'
'Where does she want to meet?'
'The pub by the Plass, in.' Jack glanced at his watch. 'About half an hour.'
Ianto thought for a moment. 'Yep, okay. Tell her yes.'
Jack texted her back, just a simple. 'ok.'
They had about fifteen minutes before they had to leave, walking would probably be a good idea less time to wait in the flat brooding about it. Jack put his phone back in his pocket and hugged Ianto even closer. He kissed him softly on the lips.
'You okay?'
Ianto nodded. 'Yep. Fine.'
'You're doing it again.' Jack smiled at him. 'It will be fine, I promise.' He hoped it would.
*
Approximately twenty five minutes later they entered the pub, glancing round they spotted Gwen sitting in the corner of the pub in one of the armchairs. Jack too Ianto's hand and led him towards her, she certainly looked repentant. Her eyes will still tinged pink from crying, she sat there barely able to look at them. They stopped in front of her.
'Gwen.' Jack said shortly.
'She glanced up at them briefly before looking down at the floor again.
'Jack, Ianto. Sit please.
They hesitated for a moment then sat on the sofa next to her chair. She had already got drinks for them, there were three glasses of whisky on the table in front of them. Ianto grabbed the one nearest to him and took a big gulp.
Gwen took a deep breath and cleared her throat. She looked straight at them.
'Ianto I want you, and Jack to know that I really am so sorry, how I reacted this morning. I know I was a bitch and there is no excuse for that at all. I really am very sorry, please forgive me.'
It came out in a bit of a rush, she looked away from them again, not wanting to see the look on their faces. There was total silence from both of them. Oh shit she thought, what else can I say? She looked up again.
'Do you mean it Gwen, or just saying it to save your job?' Ianto asked her, not completely convinced.
'Oh Ianto sweetheart, of course I mean it. I feel so bad I hurt you. I'm so sorry, I don't know what else to say.'
'I, yes, umm, okay.' Ianto rambled.
Gwen looked pleadingly at Jack.
'Ianto?' Jack spoke to softly to him.
Ianto looked straight at Gwen. 'Don't expect me to forgive you just like that, yes, I accept your apology but I can't just suddenly forget what you said.'
'Of course Ianto. I wouldn't expect you to, that wouldn't be human. Jack?'
'Second chance Gwen, you only get one where Ianto is concerned, understand?'
'Understood Jack.'
Jack knew it was down to him to try and lighten the tension at the table. He pointed at the carrier bag by Gwen's feet.
'Did you get us presents?'
Gwen smiled a little unsure. 'Yes, an engagement present of sorts, partly an apology present.'
She picked the bag up off the floor and put it on her lap.
'I had no idea what to get you both, so just go with it, okay?'
They nodded.
First she picked up her coat from the table next to her chair, at the side of it. Underneath it was a huge bunch of red roses. They both looked at her questionally.
'They seemed like a good idea at the time.' She smiled sadly.
'They're beautiful.' Ianto told her.
She put them on the table in front of them and opened the bag on her lap. She pulled out a bottle of wine and a box of chocolates.
'I know, I know ... I'm crap at buying presents.'
'It's the thought that counts.' Ianto her, and he meant it he realised.
'Drink up.' Jack told them and went off to the bar for more drinks.
As he walked back to the table he noticed they were actually talking to each other. He stopped and watched them for a moment, for now, at least they were okay. He put the drinks on the table and sat down, as he did they both burst out laughing. This shocked him a little, considering the tension around the table not to long ago and worried him too.
'What's so funny?' Jack asked, not she he really wanted to know.
This caused them to laugh even harder.
'What!'
'Gwen asked which one of us was the wife.' Ianto said between giggles.
'And.' Jack asked, raising an eyebrow.
'He said you and that he can't wait to see you in white.' Gwen got out before collapsing in fits of giggles again.
'Hey, I'm never the wife.' Jack said indignantly.
Jack sat as they giggled, tears of laughter rolling down their faces. He knew it was a release of tension after the days events, but he was glad all the same. Hopefully tomorrow at work would be easier now. Three whiskies later Gwen realised that she needed to get home, she hadn't told Rhys how late she would be, but she didn't want to be too late, she wanted to see him before he went to bed. She called a taxi and left them outside the pub ten minutes later.
Jack and Ianto walked hand in hand back to the flat, they didn't rush themselves. Stopping every now and then for a snatched kiss when no one was looking. They were both rather tipsy, but not drunk. About half way home it started to pour with rain, which promoted Jack to burst into song. Ianto watched him as he ran at a lampost, intending to spin round it 'Gene Kelly' style.
It started well, but half way round his hands slipped and he landed hard on his arse in the kerb. Ianto looked on in horror till Jack burst out laughing and pulled himself up rubbing his arse. Ianto started laughing too, he grabbed Jack's hand and pulled him close.
'You're drunk.' He said against Jack's lips.
'Not quite.' Jack said back before Ianto lips claimed his in a sloppy kiss.
'I'll take your word for it.' Ianto replied. 'Now home.'
'Bed time?'
'Yep, bed time.' Ianto grinned.
TBC.
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Date: 2008-06-30 06:37 am (UTC)Just a quick comment (late for work!) but this was really sweet. Nice that everything's rosy again (even if it's only for a little while!). Flowers and alcohol fix almost anything ;)
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Date: 2008-06-30 12:48 pm (UTC)Thankies :)
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Date: 2008-06-30 08:01 am (UTC)this is really cute, and great to wake up to on my birthday!
:) xx
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Date: 2008-06-30 12:49 pm (UTC)Hee hee, Jack in a wedding dress would be an amusing sight!
Thank you :)
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Date: 2008-06-30 12:50 pm (UTC)Thank you :)
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Date: 2008-06-30 12:50 pm (UTC)Thankies :)
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Date: 2008-06-30 09:43 am (UTC)Thank you for the update Di! :)
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Date: 2008-06-30 12:51 pm (UTC)Thanks :)
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Date: 2008-06-30 12:51 pm (UTC)Next part later today, maybe.
Thanks :)
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Date: 2008-06-30 11:33 am (UTC)Hopefully things will be sorted out!!!
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Date: 2008-06-30 12:52 pm (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2008-06-30 11:59 am (UTC)And I dont think Jack would be allowed to wear white XD
He's certainly not the most pure person *grins*
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Date: 2008-06-30 12:52 pm (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2008-07-01 02:20 am (UTC)Loved the singing in the rain bit but I must mention that it was Gene Kelly not Bing Crosby who swung around the lamp post.
Please keep writing; I need my daily fix of this series. Thanks again for a wonderful story.
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Date: 2008-07-01 05:46 am (UTC)You're right, duh, Gene Kelly will have to change that, ta!
Thank you :)
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Date: 2008-07-01 05:47 am (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2008-07-01 05:35 pm (UTC)Nicole
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Date: 2009-05-01 10:20 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-04-24 10:22 pm (UTC)Re: fdlmao
Date: 2010-04-25 08:34 pm (UTC)Thank you so so much :D
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Date: 2011-11-16 08:39 am (UTC)I bet Jack can do a good Gene Kelly while sober! ;)