New Horizons - Epilogue

[missthingsplace]

Title: 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

Previous Chapters: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/211867.html#cutid1

A/N1 Thank you so much for all the comments and encouragement for this series, i had absolutely no idea where it was going to go considering it was meant to be a oneshot and they help a little with the direction it finally took.

Approximately five months later.

“So, the queen has finally agreed for the trainees for Torchwood Five to be done here in Cardiff then?” Gwen asked, flicking through the details in the folders Jack had passed to her and Ianto.

“Yeah, it's taken long enough but I think she's realised it doesn't matter how often she asks me to go there to set it up I'm not going.” Jack replied, hand resting on his very extended belly. “Of course, she has no idea what the real reason is.”

“Miss Angela Stanley, Mr Christopher King, Mr Charles Smith and Dafydd Jones.” Gwen read out. “Dafydd Jones, is he Welsh?”

“He is, he's actually my cousin.” Ianto told her. “I haven't seen him since he emigrated when he was a kid.”

“And they're all ex FBI?” Gwen asked, reading through the details for Angela. “I thought there was only going to be three of them, how did Charles end up with a job too?”

“Some of their very best.” Jack told her. “All of them interested in what Torchwood does. Charlie was my own recommendation, he'll make a good archivist. ”

Jack had insisted, even though Charlie had declined at first but he knew it was the least he could do for him, if things had turned out differently, like the dream there could have been something between them eventually and he needed to give him a job he'd love.

“You talk like you know them already?” Gwen replied.

“I do, sort of.” Jack grinned.

“The dream!” Gwen exclaimed. “They're the people from your dream! Oh my god, they're real!”

“I told you, everything and everyone in the dream was real, if I hadn't had it I would have lost everything.” Jack replied. “That furry little alien did us all a huge favour when it bit me.”

“So, when do they arrive?” Gwen asked.

“In three days, Ianto has rented a three bedroom flat for them and after giving them a day or so to settle in and recover from the jet lag they'll be training with us full time.” Jack told her.

“Aren't you worried about them seeing you pregnant?” Gwen replied, eyeing Jack's huge belly.

“No, they'll all accept it.” Jack replied. “If they're going to work for Torchwood they need to be prepared for anything.”

“Throw them in at the deep end.” Ianto chuckled. “You do know that means you'll have to explain about how you can get pregnant?”

“They'll be fine with it all, I promise.” Jack grinned, then frowned, then groaned as his hand pressed  at his belly.

“Jack, what's wrong?” Ianto asked, rushing to his side.

“Just a pain, it was nothing, just one of those braxton hicks again.” Jack replied.

“Sit down, I'll get you a drink of water.” Ianto told him.

“No, you stay with Jack, I'll get it.” Gwen said, standing and leaving the conference room.

“Thanks.” Ianto said as she walked out through the door. “Jack, do you want me to call Martha?”

“No, I'm sure I'll be fine.” Jack replied, grimacing as another pain shot through his body.

“You're not fine, I'm calling Martha.” Ianto told him, pulling out his mobile and locating her number. “She said she can commandeer a helicopter to get here quickly if she needs to.”

Jack nodded as another pain went through him. “It's not that painful yet, but, yes I think I am in labour.”

Gwen re-entered the room, handing the glass of water to Jack she sat close and watched him as he drank it down in a few gulps.

“Can I get you anything else?” Gwen asked, concerned for her boss, her friend.

“Not unless you can have this baby for me.” Jack told her with a wry grin.

“Is Ianto calling Martha?” Gwen asked, taking Jack's hand in hers as he grimaced again in pain.

“Yeah, I hope she can get her fast like she promised, I don't really want to retcon half the local hospital.” Jack chuckled softly, trying to cover his worries.

Ianto snapped his phone shut and turned to Jack.

“She'll be here as soon as possible.” Ianto told him. “She said that as there's no birth canal for the baby to travel down the usual method of walking around to speed up the labour is a no no.”

“So, what do I do?” Jack asked.

“She suggests lying down and being as still as possible.” Ianto told him.

“But there's still so much to do, before the trainees come over in three days.” Jack complained. “I haven't got time to sit around doing nothing.”

“You will do as you're told.” Gwen told him. “We are perfectly capable of doing anything that needs to be done and it's mainly paperwork, isn't it?”

“Yeah.” Jack replied a little sheepishly, knowing she meant that Ianto would be the one doing it anyway.

“Right, then go and lie down on the sofa and stay there.” Gwen commanded as Ianto tried not to laugh out loud.

“I do like a bossy woman.” Jack winked at her.

“Your husband in in the room and your in labour Jack, is there nothing that'll stop you flirting?” Gwen sighed, rolling her eyes.

“I doubt it.” Jack admitted, grinning as he headed down to the main hub and the sofa and laid down with a cushion under his head and closed his eyes.

“Where's Martha going to land the helicopter, at the airport?” Gwen ask Ianto as they watched Jack, his hand resting on top of his bump.

“No, one of the nearby buildings has a helipad, she'll land there.” Ianto told her, watching as Jack clutched the sofa as another contraction went through him, this time letting out a groan of discomfort. “I hope she gets here soon.”

“He's going to be okay.” Gwen reassured Ianto. “Hundreds of women give birth via C section every day.”

“I know, it's just ...” Ianto trailed off, his eyes fixed on Jack. “I need to be down there with him.”

“Then go, I'll man the phones and let you know when she's landed.” Gwen replied, practically pushing Ianto towards the conference room door.

Ianto bounded down the stairs and ran over to Jack, kneeling down beside him he kissed him softly on the lips making Jack's eyes spring open as he gave him a weak smile.

“Have you got the stopwatch?” Jack asked.

“As always.” Ianto said as he pulled it from the pocket of his waistcoat.

“Can you time the contractions, they're getting more painful and frequent.” Jack explained, beads of sweat forming on his brow as a particularly painful one shot through his belly.

“Tell me when the next one is building.” Ianto said, taking Jack's hand in his own.

“Where's Martha, I need Martha.” Jack pouted.

“She'll be here soon.” Ianto replied as he kissed him again softly.

“Now now!” Jack shouted as he felt the contraction building in his body and Ianto pressed the button on the top of the stopwatch.

Ianto gritted his teeth in an effort to not yell out as Jack squeezed his hand hard, Jack now yelling out his pain vocally in a loud growl.

“Gwen, any news from Martha?” Ianto called out as Jack loosened his grip.

“She's maybe about ten minutes away.” Gwen called back.

“Not long now Jack, do you want to move to the medical bay while you're in between contractions?” Ianto asked him, knowing moving would be better sooner than later.

“Okay.” Jack agreed. “Shit!”

Ianto looked at the stopwatch as Jack clutched his hand tightly again.

“Less than two minutes since the last one.” Ianto frowned. “I bet my sister hopes her labour is as fast.”

“Right now I wish I wasn't in labour at all.” Jack moaned.

“Gwen!” Ianto yelled.

“Just landing, I'll go and meet her on the Plass.” Gwen called back as she descended down the stairs.

“Tell her to get a wriggle on.” Jack hissed through a contraction.

“We'll be as fast as we can, get him to the medical bay and ready.” Gwen told Ianto, running out through the cog door.

Ianto helped Jack off the sofa and supported him as they made their way slowly across the hub, stopping twice as the pain shot through Jack's body. Once they were there Ianto helped Jack strip off his clothes and put on a simple gown that opened at the side so that Martha would be able to push it aside to do the operation and then helped him onto the examination table.

“Are you okay?” Ianto asked Jack as he closed his eyes and clutched the sides of the table.

“No, I'm in fucking agony.” Jack spat.

“Let me give you something, some pethidine?” Ianto asked.

“Nothing till Martha gets here, then I want every bloody thing going.” Jack growled.

“It'll be all over soon.” Ianto promised, brushing Jack's sweat damp fringe aside.

“Never again, never!” Jack screamed through his pain. “This is all your fault!”

“I know, I'm sorry.” Ianto replied quietly, feeling guilty and not for the first about his deception that caused Jack's pregnancy. “I shouldn't have given you those pills without you knowing.”

“No, you shouldn't!” Jack snarled as the cog door rolled open and Martha and Gwen ran in.

“Hey you two, no fighting.” Gwen admonished them.

“This is all his bloody fault.” Jack whined at her.

“Maybe, but you wanted the baby too so shut your complaining.” Gwen replied.

Jack went silent knowing she was right and then burst out crying.

“Martha please, it hurts so much, stop the pain.” Jack begged.

“I will I promise.” Martha replied, showing him the huge syringe she had in her hand.

“Bloody hell!” Ianto exclaimed as Jack fainted from a combination of pain and shock at seeing the size of the needle.

“He never did do needles well.” Ianto couldn't help but grin.

“What is it?” Gwen asked.

“A kind of epidural type drug but it'll work faster.” Martha replied. “Help me roll Jack onto his side please.”

Gwen and Martha carefully rolled Jack sidewards, holding him still while she injected the fluid in the syringe into Jack's spine between the vertebra.

“Thanks.” Martha told them, letting them roll him back on to his back.

Jack's eyes fluttered open. “I fainted didn't I? Hey, where's the pain gone?”

“No need to worry about that, now, lets get this baby out.” Martha replied, preparing herself and the equipment she needed for the birth. “Do you have anything to wrap the baby in?”

Ianto beamed as he pulled the baby pink blanket out of one of the cupboards and took the cellophane cover off of it.

“All prepared.” Ianto told her.

“Right, lets do this.” Martha said, making her first incision.

“I think I'll stand up that end.” Gwen said, moving to stand by Jack's head so she couldn't see what Martha was doing, Ianto however was transfixed as he watched he perform the operation.

“Here she come.” Martha said excitedly as she pulled the baby from Jack with a squelching sound and lay her in Ianto's arms as he held out the blanket.

The baby let out a piercing cry, letting the world know she had arrived as Martha clamped the umbilical cord.

“Do you want to cut it?” Martha asked Ianto.

Holding his daughter carefully in one arm Ianto took the medical scissors she offered him and cut in between the clamps with a huge grin on his face. 

“Now I just need to deliver the placenta and stitch Jack up a little so he can heal properly.” Martha said.

“Let me see her, let me see my daughter.” Jack said, raising his upper body on his elbows.

“Lets go and meet daddy.” Ianto whispered to the baby as she whimpered quietly.

Jack lay back as Ianto carefully put the baby on his chest, lifting his arms to hold her in place as he gazed at her face.

“She's beautiful.” Jack exclaimed. “Gwen, come and meet Saffir.”

Gwen didn't need telling twice, anything to take her mind of what Martha was doing to Jack at the other end of the table.

“She has Ianto's nose.” Gwen grinned.

“She's going to be gorgeous, just like her taddy.” Jack replied.

“Or her daddy.” Ianto grinned.

“Right Jack, your body is already healing itself by the looks of it, the injection I gave you should last a couple if hours and long enough to fend off most of the pain.” Martha told him. “I need to check the baby over now.”

“She fine.” Jack told her, not wanting to let her go.

“Jack, I just need to weight and measure her, check her heartbeat and then you can have her back.” Martha said, lifting her off her daddy's chest.

“I need to call Rhys.” Gwen said, pulling out her mobile. “Tell him the good news.”

With in a few minutes Martha handed Saffir back to her daddies.

“She weighs seven pounds and twelve ounces, is nineteen inches long and is completely healthy.” Martha told them. “You need to rest, but if the pain is tolerable when the injection wears off you can move and I suggest you go home.”

“We will.” Ianto told her. “Thank you so much for this.”

“I wouldn't have missed it for the world.” Martha grinned. “Now I have to get back, they don't even know where I went!”

“Thank you Martha.” Jack said, a tear of happiness sliding down his face as he watched his daughters eyes flutter closed in his arms.

“You just take good care of that little girl.” Martha said, kissing both Jack and Ianto on the cheek before grabbing her belongings and with a promise of visiting again properly soon she ran through the hub and vanished through the hub door.

“I'll leave you boys to it then.” Gwen smiled as she watched Ianto lean down and kiss his husband tenderly. “You know where to find me if you need me.”

“Okay.” Ianto replied distractedly as he kissed Jack again. “I love you.” He whispered to Jack.

“I love you too.” Jack replied. “I didn't mean what I said earlier, I was in pain and ...”

“Shhh, I know.” Ianto smiled. “It doesn't matter, nothing matters.”

“Kiss me again.” Jack asked softly.

Ianto complied without question.

The End.

A/N2 I might do a short sequel at some point, where the employees for Torchwood Five come over for their training, but it won't be for a while, if people want one