Heaven And Hell 26/?
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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.
WARNING: Please read A/N
Spoilers: None.
Rating: 15
A/N A little more not so nice stuff in this chapter
When Andy had called to tell him about George he had let slip that he'd overhead them talking about going to the pub, the pub they mention was by the bay, not far from Torchwood's fake tourist office. Jack took Ianto's car and parked it with the SUV before heading across the Plass towards the pub.
He peered in the pub window, realising he didn't actually know what Ianto's cousin looked like. Then he spotted them, three young blokes sat in the far corner laughing by the looks of it as they downed their pints. Jack slipped his coat off making him look more inconspicuous and went in the door.
He slid unseen into the booth next to their table where they wouldn't be able to see him, but he would be able to hear what they were saying. It seemed he had found them, luck was on his side. He'd only been there a couple of minutes when a young woman tried to hit on him, he politely told her he was waiting for someone and she left him alone.
Words from the table next to him were starting to float his way.
'Don't see why you don't just plead guilty.' One of the voices said.
'Why should I, little poofter got what he deserved.'
George! Jack peered through the frosted glass trying to make out which on was George, when one of them spoke next he managed to get it down to a choice of two.
'If you plead guilty you'll get off with a lighter sentence, David and I were told we might just get off with a fine.'
'Yeah, but you weren't carrying a knife like I was.'
He had him now, Jack knew exactly which one was George. Now all he had to do was wait, he could do that.
'But they have CCTV footage of it all, how can you deny it?'
'Well Ianto had a gun, surely he'll be in deeper shit that I will?'
'There's something a bit odd going on there, he had already been released before us.'
George shrugged. 'No idea, but he better keep out of my way.'
Their topic of conversation changed and Jack had to sit through them making lewd comments about the girls in the pub and what they would like to do to them. Jack was starting to get really agitated when he spotted his chance to get George alone, apparently George was a smoker and was 'popping outside for a fag.' Would have been funny under any other circumstances.
Jack waited a moment then followed him, slipping his coat back on. There was a small garden behind the pub with a patio area, deserted due to the time of year, but in the summer Jack was sure it would be popular. There were dead cigarette buts all over the floor despite the fact there were bins and ashtrays provided.
Jack spotted George standing in the far corner trying to shelter from the cold wind. Jack strode towards him, George looked up, Jack could see in his face that he thought he knew him from somewhere but couldn't quite place him. There was something about this man walking towards him that unsettled him, he threw his cigarette on the floor and rubbed it out with his foot and went to go back inside.
Jack stepped in front of him, he made to move round him but Jack followed.
'You got a problem mate?' George asked.
'You could say that.' Jack extended him arm and used it to push George back against the wall by the shoulder.
'I think you've got me mixed up with someone else.' George tried to push Jack's hand away.
'Oh I don't think so ... George.'
'So I do know you, whatever it was I did to you I forget. Let me buy you a drink?'
'It wasn't me you hurt, you miserable excuse for a human being.'
As soon as Jack said that he knew exactly who Jack was.
'You're the boyfriend.' He sneered.
'And you're going to change your plea to guilty.'
'Why should I? He threw the first punch, he was the one with a gun.'
'Which he only resorted to because you are such a nasty piece of shit.'
'Well, he'll be the one going to prison 'cos of that, the little faggot will love it in there.'
That did it, Jack could only take so much of this crap. His over hand came up and went to George's throat.
'I can assure you he won't be going anywhere near a prison, whether you change your plea or not, what I can tell you is I don't want him anywhere near a court room because you are too chicken to admit what you have done.'
'And you think you are scaring me?'
He was a cocky little bastard. Jack increased the pressure on his throat.
'If you're not scared now you soon will be.'
'What you going to do, strangle me? Loads of people must have seen you come out here, following me?'
'Oh I'm not going to strange you, not here and now. But if you don't change your plea in the next 24 hours you won't be around to regret it.' Jack's tone of voice was getting more angry and threatening each time he spoke.
'Are you still trying to scare me? I'll just go to the police and tell them that my cousins boyfriend is harassing and threatening me and that'll be you in the cells!'
Jack grinned and pulled his gun out from under his coat and put it to George's forehead.
'It's not a threat, it's a promise. I can make you dissappear and no one will ever know who did it, or where you went. You'll be a missing person, presumed dead ... very dead. You have no idea who you are dealing with and I suggest you comply with my request.'
George could tell by the look in Jack's eyes that he was serious, what the hell had he got himself into. He was beginning to wish he'd never bumped in Ianto earlier.
'Fuck you.' He told Jack, making to leave.
Jack shoved him back again, hard against the wall. He cocked his gun and gave George a look that said he was nearing the end of his teather. That did it, George was getting scared. His cocky grin finally dropped from his face and Jack could see a hint of fear creeping into his eyes. He ran the run down the side of Georges face and held it under his chin, forcing his head upwards a little.
'I'm sorry, what did you say?'
'I'll tell them, just let me go and I'll go to the police and tell them I want to plead guilty.'
'I'll know if you don't, I, we are above the police and if I find out you haven't I will find you and I will deal with you.'
'Who the fuck are you?' George's voice was now showing his fear.
Jack lowered his gun, un-cocked it and put it back under his coat.
'Ianto's partner, boss and Torchwood.'
George's ears pricked up at that, he'd heard of Torchwood, rumours, madmen they said. If it was true he'd be fucked. Jack saw George visably shake.
'Now, I'll go now.'
'No one knows of our .... chat.' Jack told him.
'No one.'
Jack was suitably convinced that George would be heading straight to the police station, he stepped aside and let him pass. He followed him into the pub where he made a rambling excuse to his mates and quickly exited the pub again through the front door. Jack followed him, he watched as he entered the police station then made his way back to Ianto's car. He wasn't proud of himself, but it was something he needed to do for his lover.
When he got into the car he sat there calming himself before going home. This last couple of weeks had been hell, first the miscarriage and now this, maybe things would start going their way again now? Thoughts of how upset Ianto was over George filled his head and mingled with his own of the miscarriage, thoughts he thought he had managed to bury deep in the back of his head came over him. He buried his face in his hands and cried for Ianto and for himself.
It was sometime before he felt ready to go back to the flat, he didn't want Ianto to see him like that, it would only upset him more. Finally the tears stopped, he climbed back out the car and slipped into the tourist office. He needed to freshen up before he headed back, the hub was quiet, he could see Damien at his workstation. Damien waved distractedly at him, totally engrossed in whatever was on the screen in front of him. From the looks of things Gwen and Chloe had gone home.
Jack slipped to the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water, he looked at his red rimmed eyes in the mirror and sighed. Grabbing a clean towel he soaked the corner in cold water and held it to his eyes for a while, when he removed it they were looking a little better. It would have to do, he needed to get back to Ianto, he had been gone long enough.
Jack arrived back at the flat and let himself in, Ianto's keys were still in the lock from earlier, he hadn't noticed them when he had left. He took them from the lock and hung them in the hall. He found Ianto sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee and watching the news on the TV. Ianto smiled as he entered the room.
'Andy phoned, he said that all three of them were pleading guilty, great news don't you think?'
Jack smiled back. 'Yeah, great new. I was worried it would have to go to court.'
'I was terrified, I'm feeling so much better now.'
Jack seemed to have an odd look on his face.
'You okay Jack?'
Jack smiled again. 'Yeah.'
Ianto stood up from the sofa and placed his coffee mug of the little table then wrapped his arms around Jack.
'I really am sorry about earlier.' Ianto glanced away from Jack's face. 'I was taking my frustration out on you.'
Jack put his hand to Ianto's cheek and turned his head towards him again.
'I know, It's okay.'
He pressed his lips to Ianto's as he pulled him close, Ianto's hand went to the side of his face as he deepened the kiss, his tongue probing Jack's lips, slipping between them as Jack parted them. They stood like that for a long time, their kisses filled with love and tenderness taking comfort in each other.
TBC
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I'm lovin this!!!!
Date: 2008-07-13 03:46 pm (UTC)Re: I'm lovin this!!!!
Date: 2008-07-13 03:49 pm (UTC)I'm so happy you liked them so much to keep reading.
Thank you loads :)
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Date: 2008-07-13 03:47 pm (UTC)Nicole
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Date: 2008-07-13 04:14 pm (UTC)Thank you :)
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Date: 2008-07-13 04:44 pm (UTC)xxx
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Date: 2008-07-13 05:48 pm (UTC)another cracking entry :))
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Date: 2008-07-13 06:08 pm (UTC)(goes back to finish writing fic for smut sunday)
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Date: 2008-07-13 06:32 pm (UTC)Go Jack, I say.
Looking forward to more soon! xP
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Date: 2008-07-13 06:33 pm (UTC)Thank you :)
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Date: 2008-07-13 08:19 pm (UTC)I never thought of that, but now that you mention it ... i think he would actually kill for Ianto if he needed to.
Thank you.
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Date: 2008-07-13 09:51 pm (UTC)Thank you :)
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Date: 2008-07-14 09:47 am (UTC)He rocks my world so by extension so do you!
I'm catching up on smut sunday so I'll head of to what looks like a fab missthingsplace entry...:)
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Date: 2008-07-14 01:02 pm (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2008-09-12 01:51 pm (UTC)Thanks :D
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