New Horizons 5/?
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missthingsplaceTitle: New Horizons
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack (Jack/Ianto Rhys/Gwen) OC's: Dafydd, Angela, Christopher, Charlie
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: After losing Ianto and Gwen in the same attack Jack accepts a request by the queen in Washington DC
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Angst, slash ... the usual.
Rating: NC17 for series. This chapter PG.
Jack sat in his new office and surveyed it's surroundings properly for the first time, the only way it resembled his old one at the hub was that it had glass walls.
His desk had a strong metal frame, top of it made of glass at least three inches thick. There was a metal filing cabinet and a small set of drawers made from the same metal against one wall and the black leather chair he was sat in.
It was all clean, clinical and functional and Jack didn't feel at all at home. He resolved that if he was staying he would have to add some personal touches, a photo or two and maybe a plant.
Like most of the base it was on the same level as everything else, the only place that went lower into the ground were the holding cells. He hadn't ventured down to them as they were as yet empty but they were as clinical as the rest of the place.
Jack had asked Charlie to ask the others to go into the conference room when they arrived and to tell them he would meet them there, all three of them had arrived within minutes of each other and he could see them waiting patiently around the table for him.
He looked again at the three files on his desk, each with the name of one of his new employees on the front in neat handwriting. He knew they had been placed there deliberately but he didn't want to learn about them from their FBI files, he needed to know the real people.
Making his decision Jack got to his feet, picked up the files and left his office. Striding purposely towards across the base and into the conference room, he dropped the files onto the table and sat down.
“Morning.” Jack said, giving them all a patented grin.
They all greeted him in their own way.
“Okay, see these.” Jack began. “These are your files from the FBI, given to me to inform me all about you. But as I stated before, I choose my own team.”
“So you're firing us?” Angela asked, sounding more than a little disappointed.
“No, you are all on a months trial. In that time I want to see how we all work together, if we can be a team.”
“And if we're not suited, then we go?” Dafydd asked.
Jack nodded. “Yes, but if you stay then you cut all connections with the FBI and become a Torchwood employee.”
“Sounds fair to me.” Christopher agreed.
“Everyone?” Jack asked, looking at Angela and Dafydd.
“Yep.” Dafydd responded, accompanied by vigorous head nodding my Angela.
“Brilliant!” Jack exclaimed. “So, to hell with the files, I want you to tell me about yourselves.”
“What do you want to know?” Angela asked.
“Anything and everything.” Jack told her enthusiastically.
“If we tell you about us, will you tell us about you?” Christopher asked.
“Depends on how interesting your stories are.” Jack grinned. “But I want the truth, no playing with it to make yourselves more exciting that you are.”
“So, who's going first?” Angela asked, looking at the others.
“Well, since you asked, might as well be you.” Jack told her.
“Tell me if I'm boring you.” She giggled nervously. “Right, I'm 27 years old, I'm DC born and bred. At a very early age my parents were told I had an IQ that was off the scale and at school it became apparent I had an aptitude for computers.”
“How long have you worked for the FBI?” Jack asked.
“Nearly four years.”
“And what made you want to work for Torchwood?”
“They offered it to me, I felt like I needed a new challenge and, well, it's aliens right?”
Jack grinned at her. “I get the feeling aliens are still treated like they don't exist here?”
“That's what I want to find out, I want to see, meet aliens for myself.” Angela replied excitedly.
“That's a good start, okay, tell me more about yourself, personal life?”
“I have a small but close circle of friends, some of which I met back in college. I don't have a partner at the moment, too much work and not enough play as they say.” Angela chuckled. “I love going to the movies and dining out, I can't cook except for heating up pizza, I love to read and I love music.”
“Any particular genre of music?”
“Most things, from maybe the 1940's onwards. The 40's and 50's are my favourite eras though.”
“I think you and I will get along just fine.” Jack chuckled.
“Really?”
“Well, I already approve of your musical tastes.”
Angela beamed with delight.
“Christopher, how about you?”
“I'm 32, born and raised in Virginia mostly but my parents moved here when was I was fifteen. My dad got a job with the FBI and I followed in his footsteps when I reached 22, so I've worked for them for the last ten years.” He replied.
“Why did you agree to work for Torchwood?”
“Same as Angela, I want to find out if the rumours about there being aliens were true.”
“They are, believe me.”
“Then I hope I get to keep the job.”
“Time will tell, now, tell me more about you.”
“I have a long term girlfriend, well, fiancée I should say as we got engaged just over a year ago. Both of us are career minded and have made the decision to not have children, we spend our spare time going hiking, camping, fishing. We're out door people.”
“Any date for the wedding?” Angela asked.
“No, we thought we'd save first, we don't want to get into debt over such a great occasion.”
“Always wise.” Jack told him.
“So my dad tells me.”
Jack gave a small chuckle. “So, Dafydd, your turn.”
“As I said, I'm from Wales. I grew up in a suburb of Newport and my parents emigrated here when I was a kid, my tad works for a large bank and they offered him the opportunity to work in their head office.”
“You said your cousin had told you of the rumours of Torchwood years ago, why did you lose touch?”
“He was ten years older than me, I guess he grew up and I was still just a kid to him and our emails trailed off.” Dafydd shrugged.
“How old are you?”
“23.”
Jack gulped, almost the same age as Ianto when he joined Torchwood Three. Trying desperately not to gaze into the eyes that reminded him of Ianto Jack asked him another question.
“So, I take it your aunt informed you all that Ianto had ... died?” Jack gulped again, this time to suppress the lump in his throat and to stop the tears welling in his eyes.
“Did she give you any other details, on what he did, where he worked, if he was single or married?”
“Why?” Dafydd asked, wondering why Jack would want personal details on a cousin he had never known.
“Just wondered, as you had lost touch?” Jack asked, trying to backtrack.
“Right, don't really know to tell the truth, I never asked my mam.”
“No problem.”
“So, more about yourself.” Jack asked, faking a grin.
“I'm single, I've had girlfriends but nothing serious yet. I still live with my parents but only because it's convenient and cheap, but I want to find my own place soon. I have lots of friends, both male and female that I spend my spare time with going to bars, clubbing and eating out.”
“I think we'll all get on just fine.” Jack told them. “But as I said before, time till tell.”
“Your turn now.” Angela told Jack, smiling sweetly at him.
Jack grinned widely. “I'm older than I look, much older. Despite my accent I'm not American, for the last, well, for too many years than I care to remember I have lived in Cardiff and have been the leader of Torchwood three for around seventeen years.
“Married, single, straight, gay?” Angela pushed.
Jack laughed at her forthrightness. “Widowed, as for my sexuality, I don't believe in labels.”
“How long?” Christopher asked. “Since you were widowed.”
“Ten days.” Jack voice was barely a whisper as he replied.
“Ten days!” Exclaimed Angela. “What the hell are you thinking? You should be home with your wives relatives grieving, not here.”
“Husband, and they blame me.”
“Why?” Dafydd asked.
“They blame me and Torchwood.”
“He worked with you?” Christopher asked.
“It's how we met, like we were meant to be.” Jack replied sadly.
“What was his name?” Angela asked gently.
“Ianto ... Ianto Jones.” Jack replied, avoiding Dafydd's eye.
Charlie who had been sitting quietly at the table throughout the whole meeting spoke for the first time as he spotted the signs that Jack was going to break down again.
“Time for a break I think, lets go and get some brunch.” He suggested, standing up.
“Sounds good to me, I'm starving.” Christopher agreed, following suit along with Angela.
“I just need to pop to the bathroom, I'll catch you up.” Dafydd told them as they left the room and headed in the other direction.
When he returned Jack was still in the conference room, his arms folded on the surface of the table and his head resting face down on top of them. He was about to leave when he heard Jack speak.
“Sit down Dafydd.” It was a request, not an order.
Dafydd sat opposite him and waited for him to speak again, although he knew what was coming. Jack raised his head, his eyes red rimmed as he looked at him.
“I think you've guessed already that my Ianto Jones was your cousin?” Jack asked him.
“The last I heard he was with a girl called Lisa, I never heard any rumours that he was gay.”
“Lisa died, he tried to save her but he couldn't. We actually have her to thank for bringing us together, in a rather odd way.”
“So Ianto was bi?”
“No, not really, he just ... fell for me.” A small sad smile crossed Jack's lips. “Who could blame him.”
“Do you have a picture?”
Jack took his wallet from his pocket and showed him the small picture from their wedding day, as soon as Dafydd saw it he knew it was his cousin, even though he hadn't seen him in years.
“It's true.” He said softly as he handed it back to Jack.
“We were attacked, he and Gwen, our team mate were killed outright, I couldn't save them.” Tears were pouring freely down Jack's face. “It would have been our fifth wedding anniversary next month.”
“I'm so sorry Jack, I can't imagine how hard it is to lose someone you love like that.”
“I'm still not convinced I should have agreed to this job but I had to get away from Cardiff, but even here there are so many things that remind me of him.”
“Grief is a hard thing to leave behind.” Dafydd told him, getting to his feet as Jack did.
Jack moved over to the glass wall of the room and stared out. “He made the best coffee in the universe, I can't even bring myself to drink a cup of it now.”
“Grieving is normal Jack, you have to let yourself or you'll go mad.” Dafydd said as he came to a stop at Jack's side.
“There's something else that's going to remind me of him more than anything else here and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to handle seeing them every day.”
“Can I help, can I get rid of whatever they are?”
“No, not unless you're able to change your eyes.”
“My eyes?”
Jack reached up and stroked Dafydd's cheek. “The one family trait I can see in you is your eyes, they mirror Ianto's exactly.”
“I can leave, I don't want to but ...”
“No, as hard as it is to have you around I think now it would be too hard without you here.”
“I'm straight Jack ...”
Jack gave a sad chuckle. “Don't worry, I'm not going to try and get in your trousers, or anyone else's for some time.”
“I think Angela might have a crush on you.”
“Then I hope she gets over it quickly.” Jack replied. “You should go and catch up with the others, this conversation is between us, they don't need to know.”
“They won't hear any of it from me.” Dafydd reassured him. “Are you sure you want to be alone?”
“Positive.” Jack told him. “Go and have brunch.”
“I'll keep them away for a while.” Dafydd told him as he left the room.
“Thanks.”
Once Dafydd had gone Jack wandered through the base not sure where he was going and found his way down to the holding cells, as he stood opposite one of them he imagined he could see Janet in it and hear Myfanwy screeching above.
He was missing more than Ianto, but nothing else came close to how much he was missing his lover. Making his way back to the main floor of the base he headed for the bathroom, splashing water on his face he glanced in the mirror.
“You're a mess Jack Harkness.” He told his reflection then headed back to his office to try and regain his composure before the others returned.
Jack had only been sitting at his desk for a few minutes when the phone rang, someone had reported a man in a strange mask running around not far from the reflecting pool. The police had called the FBI and they in turn called Jack, he ran to the medical facility and was grateful to find it stocked with strong sedatives.
Hurriedly filling a syringe and grabbing a nearby plastic carrier bag he ran from the base to catch his first US Weevil.
TBC
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Date: 2009-05-01 10:23 pm (UTC)Thank you so much :D
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Date: 2009-05-01 10:22 pm (UTC)That was nice, though, getting to know the team like that.... I think, given time, they'll work well together...
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Date: 2009-05-01 10:25 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2009-05-01 10:35 pm (UTC)Nicole
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Date: 2009-05-01 10:40 pm (UTC)great series
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Date: 2009-05-02 08:52 am (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2009-05-02 03:48 am (UTC)I really like Charlie and Dafydd though.
Fantastic update!!
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Date: 2009-05-02 11:24 am (UTC)Lovely update! :3
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Date: 2009-05-02 02:43 pm (UTC)The conversation between Jack and Dafydd was brilliant.
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Date: 2009-05-03 11:48 am (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2009-05-08 12:31 pm (UTC)Hopefully i shall have chapter seven ready for the weekend.
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Date: 2009-11-07 08:16 pm (UTC)My money is on Charlie..but I am a poor divorcee, living off the minimum wages..so I better bake a cake for the winner...
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Date: 2009-11-07 10:33 pm (UTC)Thank you :D