Torn 90/?

[missthingsplace]

Title: Torn - Sequel to Be Careful What You Wish For
Author: missthingsplace
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
Spoilers: None
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/14374.html#cutid1

A/N I have done something to my shoulder, it's killing me and the pain is trying to move up my neck and down my arm ... bah!

It was three days later then it was deemed that the rift predictor had satisfied Jack that nothing untoward was going to happen that Claire got to see the hub for the first time, Jack gave Gwen, Chloe and Damien the afternoon off and then drove home to collect her, Ianto and the twins. He dropped them off at the Plass and then went to park the car, telling them he would meet them inside. Ianto walked pushing the pram with Claire beside him to the fake tourist office entrance where she laughed when he told her it was one of the secret entrances to the hub.

Ianto grinned as he pressed the button that opened the secret door, watching the amazed look on her face.

“Wow!” She exclaimed as she pushed the pram through, closely followed by Ianto.

She looked about her as they walked through the corridor and then into the lift, but it wasn't until the cog door rolled open and she stepped into the actual hub that all sorts of emotions crossed her face, the one of pure amazement was the most obvious and it took her a moment to realise that Jack was stood only a few feet in front of her watching her reactions.

“Welcome to Torchwood.” Jack beamed at her.

“It's huge.” She replied as she moved further into the hub, looking up at the high ceiling.

“You've not even anything yet.” Ianto told her as she moved closer to Jack, taking his hand in his own.

At that point there was a loud screech from above, a confused and horrified look came over Claire's face as she covered the pram with her body protecting the twins as the huge thing swooped down towards her, unable to stop the shriek that escaped her mouth as she did so. Then she became aware that both Jack and Ianto were chuckling at her, she stood back up straight and glared at them.

“What the hell was that?”

“That is Myfanwy.” Ianto grinned.

“It's a .... please tell me it's not a bloody dinosaur?”

“It is indeed a dinosaur.” Ianto replied.

“It came through that rift thing, yes? An alien dinosaur?”

“Nope, a regular dinosaur, just grabbed from the past.”

“Shit!” She exclaimed.

This made Jack and Ianto laugh loudly, they had barely ever heard her swear.

“It's not funny!” She told them indignantly.

“Myfanwy has been missing Ianto, I suspect she was looking for chocolate.”

“Dinosaurs eat chocolate?”

“Well, only this one as far as we know.” Jack laughed.

“Preferably dark.” Ianto added. “No idea if she has serotonin levels, but if she does then it's good for them.”

Jack squeezed Ianto hand a little tighter, remembering the night they had caught her. The night he knew he needed to get to know the young man better.

“So, are you ready for the tour?” Jack asked.

“Are you kidding, I been waiting for this day ever since you spilt the beans to me about who you were and what you did!”

“Kid in a candy shop.” Joked Ianto.

“We'll have to carry the bubs, too may steps for the pram.” Jack told her. “Will they be needing a feed soon?”

“Not for a couple of hours.” She told him.

“Brilliant, plenty of time.”

Jack scooped Caden up from the pram and Ianto followed his lead picking up Eloise, the babies snuggled against their fathers chest as Jack lead the way, beginning with the kitchenette so he could show here everything, including where the best coffee ever was brewed.

TBC

A/N 2 This fic only has a few chapters to go ...