Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Tom/Martha, Owen/Sarah, Tosh/Andy, Myfanwy. OC's: Eirween/Roberta, Thomas/Mary, Lizzy
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Orphaned at the age of seventeen Jack is sent to live with his uncle and cousins he barely remembers until he's eligible for his inheritence when he reaches twenty one, unbeknown to him his uncle has plans to get his own hands on the money. A story of love that spans over fifty years.
Spoilers: Probably not, but you never know ...
Warnings: Slash, Angst, Romance, Character Death, fluff
Rating: NC17 for the series.
Word count to date: 172,526
A/N: This series is very AU and i haven't written anything like it before! For the purposes of this story Jack is seventeen and mortal. I have absolutely no idea where this came from but i hope you like and enjoy. Written for wrianojune
“Is Thomas dressed? Have you seen him?” Jack asked Ianto frantically.
“I saw him come out of the bathroom about thirty minutes ago, maybe you should go and check on him, we'll need to leave for the church soon if we're to get there before the bride!” Ianto replied, rushing off to Lizzy's room to see what she was yelling for him for.
Jack didn't knock, he just burst into Thomas' room to find him sitting half dressed on the bed, shirt in his hand and gazing down at it as if it was some kind of foreign object.
“Thomas? Come on son, we've got to leave for the church in less than fifteen minutes and you're not even dressed yet.” Jack urged, rushing to his side and taking the shirt from his hands before he crumpled it.
“I've been waiting almost six years for this Jack.” Thomas replied, looking up at him. “Six years of planning and waiting for the war to end and for times to become easier and now the day's here ... what if ...”
“Nothing is going to go wrong.” Jack told him firmly. “This wedding is planned to each piece of confetti hitting the ground, today will be perfect.”
“What if she's changed her mind? Leaves me standing at the altar looking like an idiot?” Thomas asked, obviously becoming more and more nervous of his big day with each passing minute.
“Now listen to me Thomas, that lovely young woman loves you more than anything else.” Jack replied. “She stuck with you when you went off to join the RAF and when you were diagnosed with TB the thought of abandoning you didn't even cross her mind.”
Thomas looked at Jack, his eyes shining with emotion as Jack continued.
“After all you've been through do you honestly think that she would stand you up on your wedding day?” Jack asked. “Mary has spoken of nothing else these last few months, I know you're nervous, all men probably are on their wedding day but don't you dare let those nerves get the better of you or you'll have Ianto and I to answer too and that's before Mary gets her hands on you to finish you off.”
“There's something else.” Thomas said a little shyly, looking down at his feet.
Jack sat down on the bed beside him and put his arm comfortingly around his son's shoulders.
“You know you can tell me anything, what is it?” Jack asked gently.
“Tonight ... I mean Mary and I, it's not like we haven't ... well ... touched each other but.” Thomas took a deep breath. “We're both still virgins and ...”
“And you're worried you're going to hurt or disappoint her?” Jack asked.
Thomas nodded, still looking at the floor.
Jack tightened his arm briefly around his sons shoulders while wondering how to reply, they had never really talked about sex with their son and he guessed it was well overdue.
“Okay.” Jack began. “You said that the two of you have touched each other, I guess you mean intimately?”
“Yep.” Thomas replied, feeling a blush creeping up his face.
“And you both ... experience pleasure from this, you can make her reach ... completion?” Jack asked hesitantly.
“Yep.” Thomas responded again, a small smile on his lips at the thought.
“Then all I can say is make sure you are both relaxed so you don't hurt her.” Jack replied, feeling a little awkward. “I've never slept with a woman but I'm sure the mechanics are not much different. Take it slowly and make sure she enjoys it as much as you do, if you can already make her orgasm then you've passed the one big milestone.”
Thomas lifted his head and the look on Jack's face of combined concern and embarrassment made him smile widely.
“Thank you Jack ... father.” Thomas told him, reaching around and hugging him tight.
“I'm just glad this conversation is over!” Jack exclaimed, chuckling softly. “Now, get dressed, we have to leave now if we're not going to be late.
Grabbing his shirt Thomas put it on rapidly, fingers slipping the tiny buttons through the button holes easily and then reached for his bow tie, fumbling with it for a few minutes before Jack took control and tied it perfectly for him to resemble his own already around his neck.
Thomas thanked him and slipped on the jacket of his morning suit, letting Jack pin the rose to his lapel and then slipped on his shoes.
“You look very handsome.” Jack told him, brushing imaginary lint off the shoulder of his jacket. “Mary won't be able to resist you.”
“We should go, we're going to be late.” Thomas replied, grabbing his hat and rushing from the room.
Smiling to himself Jack followed, moving swiftly to his own room to fetch his own jacket and hat where he found Ianto doing the same.
“Everything okay with Thomas?” Ianto asked.
“Yeah, he was just feeling nervous about being left standing at the altar and his wedding night.” Jack replied.
“You mean they really have never had sex, in all this time?” Ianto asked, amazed.
“He told me they had touched intimately but that they were both still virgins.” Jack replied. “I have to admit I was a little surprised they hadn't gone further but I guess that's the way Mary wanted it and he was happy to comply.”
“I don't know where Thomas got his self control from.” Ianto chuckled. “Certainly not from us or his real parents for that matter.”
“I wish they could be here, Rhys and Gwen, to see just was a fine son they have.” Jack replied a little sadly. “They would be so proud of him and their other children.”
“They would and of us for bringing them up to be who they are.” Ianto replied, kissing Jack softly on the lips. “Now, no time for wallowing old man, we have a wedding to get Thomas too.”
“I'll show you who's old later.” Jack huffed indignantly, following his lover out the room.
“I'll keep you to that promise.” Ianto grinned, stealing another kiss as Lizzy, Roberta and Eirween emerged from Lizzy's room in their amethyst coloured satin bridesmaid dresses.
“Will you two ever stop that?” Eirween sighed.
“Nope!” Ianto chuckled. “We're off to the church with Thomas, the car should be here to collect you soon.”
“See you at the church.” Eirween called out to them as they rushed down the stairs.
“You have to admit they both look good for their age.” Roberta said thoughtfully.
Eirween raised an eyebrow at her lover.
“I'm just saying.” Roberta laughed.
“Come on, lets get downstairs and watch out for the car.” Lizzy said, not wanting to think about her fathers in that way, seeing them kiss was enough for her.
Watching out the window they saw Jack, Ianto and Thomas climb into the waiting car to take them the short distance to the church, their car arriving only minutes later.
Collecting their bouquets they lifted the hems of their long dresses and made their way to the car, careful not to dirty the hems and climbed in for the short ride to the church, the brides car following behind.