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missthingsplace) wrote2009-01-16 09:57 pm
One Little Mistake
Title: One Little Mistake
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Ianto gets hurt ...
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Angst
Rating: PG
Written for day sixteen of the ![[info]](https://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small}
redismycolour Winter Challenge
Jack stormed down the steps to the medical bay, his face like thunder not stopping till he reached the far side then turned to look at Ianto as he folded his arms.
“What the hell were you thinking?” Jack yelled.
“I ...” Ianto began.
“No, you weren't thinking were you? How could you be so stupid, does your training mean nothing to you?” Jack stormed.
“Jack, it was one little mistake, I thought I could handle it by myself.”
“Oh you did did you? And your little mistake could have got you killed.”
“But it didn't.”
“Don't try to play this down Ianto, you were reckless and you know it.” Jack ranted, throwing his arms up in the air before stomping back across the medical bay. “Just stay out of my sight, before I say something I really might regret.”
Ianto watched silently as Jack bounded up the steps and out of the medical bay, when he heard a door slam Ianto knew he had retreated to his office. He winced as he moved his arm, Owen had done a good job treating it but it hurt like mad and the painkillers didn't even seem to be taking the edge off it.
Using his good arm he poked at the slashes in the front of his suit jacket, for the first time realising that they went through his shirt as well and began to understand completely just how lucky he had been that the creature hadn't managed to get it's sharp claws into his flesh of his chest as well as his arm.
Carefully he slipped off the edge of the table and gave a small yelp as his ankle twinged beneath him, he had twisted it as he had fallen. Thinking back he knew if Gwen hadn't caught up with him at that precise moment and shot the creature in the head he would be dead.
He knew Jack was right, he just didn't want to admit to it but until he did Jack wouldn't forgive him for putting himself in danger. Clutching his injured arm Ianto limped across the medical bay and very gingerly up the steps, stopping every few steps in the hope the pain in his ankle would subside a little.
When he reached the bottom of the steps that led to Jack's office he stopped contemplating the idea of changing his mind, but he knew there were three sets of eyes watching him and wondering if he would chicken out. Well, he was here now and surely whatever happened in Jack's office could be as painful as the ascent he faced getting there.
Ianto didn't knock when he reached the door, he just opened it and practically fell through it as his ankle threatened to give up completely. Jack was sat at his desk, looking for all intents and purposes like he was engrossed in the document he was reading but Ianto knew him only too well.
“I'm sorry.” Ianto said simply.
Jack just sat staring at the piece of paper in his hand, not sure what would come out of his mouth if he answered.
“I know I was stupid, I should have admitted it. Please don't fight with me, I hate it when we fall out.”
Jack looked up, seeing his lover standing in front of him in obvious pain, both physical and emotional was too much for him to stay angry.
“I could have lost you, you could have died this afternoon and I'm not ready to lose you yet.” Jack told him, his voice quiet and full of emotion.
“You can't wrap me in cotton wool Jack, I admit I was an idiot but in this job, I could get killed tomorrow being as careful as possible.”
“Not if I have anything to do with it, I intend to have you around for a long time yet Jones, Ianto Jones.”
“Are we okay?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“So, any chance you can help to that seat to sit down, I think I might fall over soon.”
Jack jumped up from his chair, grabbed Ianto around the waist and carried him the few feet to the chair and plonked him down in it very unceremoniously in it. Before Jack could stand back upright Ianto grabbed one of his braces and placed a small kiss to his lips.
“Thank you.” He told Jack, knowing Jack would know he didn't mean it for helping him to the chair.
The End.
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**grins**
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Thankies :D
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Very nice :c)
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Thank you :D
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Gawd look, Im sounding like its actually real..
*izmad*
This is great =] =]
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I do the same ...
Thank you :D
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Angsty fluff *sighs* bad for your brain in high doses but still so good^^
Wonderful fic! :D
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*grins*
Thank you :D
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I loved it!
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Love it.
Angst is angsty...
But very sweet.
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The fabric of our lives - hopefully long lasting.
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Thank you :D
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Re: The fabric of our lives - hopefully long lasting.
Ta very muchly :D
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Nicole
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