Title: Birthday Treat
Parings/characters: Jack, Ianto, Gwen, Tosh, Owen
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Milestone birthday
Warnings: A little angst, mention of mpreg
Written for day thirteen of the redismycolour Winter Challenge (last one!)
A/N This is dedicated to r2d2antics Happy Birthday Paul, have a great day and welcome to the naughty forties :D
Jack looked at the pile of brochures on his desk, he had been though them countless time and couldn't decide. He wanted to do something special for Ianto for his birthday, after all it was a milestone, one that normally Torchwood employees never reached and it should be celebrated no matter what Ianto thought.
Having semi retired now it now meant that they had employed plenty team members to look after the hub while they were away, it would be their first actual holiday together since they first met. He would keep it as a surprise, if he told Ianto it would never happen and he was determined that it would.
He shuffled through the brochures again, France, Spain, America, Italy, London, Australia ... he must have had at least one for almost every holiday destination. Paris would be romantic, Australia would be far enough away for them to forget all about Torchwood, Italy would be good considering the amount of pizza they ate.
But no matter how many times he went through them he kept coming back to the same brochure, did it really matter where they went when they wouldn't be leaving their accommodation if he had his way? Jack sighed undecidedly, glanced up and spotted Ianto heading up to his office looking gorgeous in jeans and a dark red t shirt.
Jack shoved the brochures in his drawer and slammed it shut, he maybe semi retired but there was no way he was giving up his office. He looked up again and found Ianto looking at him with a small smile playing on his lips, obviously wondering what Jack had just shoved in the drawer in such a hurry.
“Looking for new sex toys again Jack?”
“No, nothing important.”
“Let me see then.” Ianto moved round to Jack's side of the desk.
Jack grabbed his hands before he could grab the handle and pulled him onto his lap, kissing him soundly as he tried to distract him. Ianto knew exactly what he was doing but he didn't care, kissing Jack was something that had impossibly improved with age and he wasn't going to let one pass him by.
When they finally pulled apart Ianto had decided to let Jack have his little secret, he had already worked out that it was something to do with his birthday and he knew Jack wasn't going to let this one slip by uncelebrated like the rest of them.
Ianto was a tad worried about what Jack was planning, but whatever it was he would be grateful. After all, it was the thought that counted, right? And knowing Jack's thoughts it was likely to be something from a magazine that would arrive in brown paper, actually was there anything left they hadn't tried he pondered to himself as Jack nibbled on his neck.
A week later curiosity was getting the better of him, Ianto wanted to know what was in that drawer. It was now only a couple of weeks to his birthday and Jack hadn't said a word, that was making him more nervous than if he had been giving hints.
Waiting till one morning when they were in the hub again, being semi retired didn't help with being about to peek he waited till Jack popped off to pee. As soon as Jack was out of sight he opened the drawer and gasped in surprise at the sight of all the holiday brochures, feeling daring he grabbed them from the drawer and flicked through them.
A few of them had pages marked with post-it notes that indicated they were options, numbered he assumed in order of preference. He frowned a little when he got to the one with the post-it that declared it was first choice but he didn't have time to look into it further as he spotted Jack heading back across the hub towards the steps to his office.
Shoving them back in the drawer he plonked himself back down in Jack's chair and tried to act like he was reading a document on the desk. As Jack walked though the door he got up and walked over to him, kissing him a little more passionately than he intended and suggested they went home. Being something Jack never argued about they were home and in bed soon after, indulging in yet another thing that also amazingly had got even better with age.
When the morning of his birthday arrived Ianto woke to breakfast in bed, a huge card and a small gift bag. He had a long sip of coffee, after all these years Jack had nearly perfected it and then picked up the card, sliding his finger under the flap to open it and read the caption on the front.
“Life begins at forty”
“ I never thought I would make it to thirty, let alone forty.” Ianto told Jack, placing a soft kiss on his lips.
“It's true you know, life is just beginning for us. Torchwood is in good hands, Gwen's son is young but a natural leader and I'm happy to leave him semi in charge of things with George while we're not there and the rest of them are all good at their jobs.” Jack replied. “We can have a bit of a normal life.”
“Shame Gwen isn't around to see just how well her son is doing.” Ianto said a little sadly, they had lost her not long ago, not to an alien but to cancer.
“She'd be so proud of him.”
Both of them went a little quiet, thinking of not just Gwen but their other friends they had lost.
“Hey, come on, today's not the time for this, open your present.” Jack said, holding out the gift bag.
Ianto took it and pulled out a piece of paper, unfolding it he began to read with a little bit of disappointment that he tried to hide from Jack, he put a small smile on his face and looked up from the holiday conformation.
“A weeks holiday in a cottage in Swansea Valley?”
“Peace, quiet and a roaring log fire, what more could you want? Except me of course?” Jack grinned.
“Lovely.” Ianto replied, his voice betraying his disappointment.
“Nothing, nope, it's lovely, fine.” Ianto babbled in answer.
“Ianto, tell me the truth.”
“I was hoping for Paris or Vienna or well, some other romantic city.” Ianto admitted.
“You went snooping, didn't you?”
Ianto nodded. “Yep, sorry.”
“Okay, there is a reason for my decision. I seriously thought about taking you to one of those places but to tell the truth to me it didn't matter where we were as long as we were together and when I thought of all the time we'd be stuck at the airport and on a plane and the travelling the other end I realised it was time that would be wasted, time that we could be spending snug in that cottage.”
“Let me finish, this is special because despite Torchwood you made it to forty, because it's the first holiday we will have spent together and because ... it maybe the only holiday we have, well on our own anyway.” Jack finished, looking nervous.
“What are you trying to tell me, are you sick? Am I sick?, talk to me Jack? I don't feel sick, you can's die, what is it?” Ianto was starting to panic.
“Okay ... you see the thing is ... well I don't know how it happened ... I mean we've been together for so long now and it hasn't ...”
“For gods sake Jack, tell me!” Ianto exclamation, getting out of bed and pulling Jack to his feet.
Jack took a deep breath. “I'm pregnant.”
Ianto looked at him with his mouth gaping like a fish for a few moments and then Jack caught him just before he fell to the floor as he fainted in shock.
“Happy Birthday Ianto.” Jack whispered to him as he lay him on the bed, thinking again that it seemed life really did seem to begin at forty.