Living The Dream 9/?

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Title: Living The Dream
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Andy, John, Martha, Owen, Tosh, Myfanwy,
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Orphaned at the age of seventeen Jack is sent to live with his uncle and cousins he barely remembers until he's eligible for his inheritence when he reaches twenty one, unbeknown to him his uncle has plans to get his own hands on the money.
Spoilers: Probably not, but you never know ...
Warnings: Slash, Angst ... the ususal!
Rating: NC17 for the series.

A/N: This series is very AU and i haven't written anything like it before! For the purposes of this story Jack is seventeen and mortal. I have absolutely no idea where this came from but i hope you like and enjoy. Written for wrianojune

Previous Chapters: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/236143.html

The next morning Jack was awake with the early, studying the book some more before heading down for breakfast.

“Where's Gwen?” Jack asked, noticing her chair was empty.

“She's gone for her final dress fitting.” Owen smirked, knowing how much Jack was dreading his wedding day. “And to pick up the bridesmaids dresses.”

“Bridesmaids?”

“If you took any interest in the matter you would know that your cousin Suzanne's two small girls are your bridesmaids.” His uncle John balled at him.

“Sorry uncle, it's more the woman's thing, I've always got the feeling the groom just turns up on the day.” Jack told him, trying to be a little diplomatic.

“Still wouldn't hurt for you to take an interest in the plans.”

“I'll try better uncle.”

“Good, now eat!” His uncle huffed and dug into his own breakfast ending the subject.

The rest of breakfast continued in an uncomfortable silence, just the sounds of knifes, forks and spoons being used breaking the quiet now and then until Jack could stand no more.

Down his cup of coffee in two large gulps Jack excused himself from the table and returned to his room, putting some of his oldest clothes in a pile to change into and grabbed the leather bound book before exiting his room and leaving through the kitchen, ignoring the looks from both Martha and Toshiko as he left.

He knew what they were thinking, that he was off to meet Ianto and they were partly right but what was motivating him at that moment in time was the thought of meeting Andy and getting his hands on the biplane.

Jack was half way across the fields when Ianto caught him up on Myfanwy, helping Jack up with him Jack held tight with one arm, a little scared of being on the mare with the bundle of clothes and the book clutched the other to his body with his other arm as Ianto put her into a gallop towards their destination, and his dream.

Reaching the large shed that was acting as the hanger for the biplane they found it deserted, there was no sign of anyone, dismounting the house Jack couldn't help the look of disappointment that crossed his face.

“He did say he would be here today?” Jack asked Ianto.

“Yep, but he didn't give a time, we should just wait a while.” Ianto replied, him, reaching out and placing his hand on the top of Jack's arm.

“It's just, well, that was looking forward to being closer to the biplane. If I help him work on it then I thought maybe he might let me fly it, did he say anything about that?” Jack questioned him.

“No, but if you do a good job helping him with the problems he having, maybe he will.” Ianto told him.

“If I can fly I can do anything!” Jack exclaimed.

There was the sound of an engine approaching which startled them both, they both watched at a car rounded the corner in the road and drove into the field they were stood it.

“That's a beauty.” Ianto said appreciatively as it came to a stop a couple of feet away from them.

“You like her?” Andy asked as he climbed out the car.

“Very much.” Ianto told him, ghosting his fingers along the paint work as he admired the car.

“Cost me a pretty penny I can tell you but she's so much more practical than a horse and carriage.” Andy said proudly.

“Surely you wouldn't trade Myfanwy in for one of these?” Jack asked.

“She's not mine to trade, but if I could afford one of these ...”

“One day maybe you will.” Jack told him.

“I'm not holding my breath.” Ianto replied under his breath with a sigh as Andy unlocked the hanger and opened the doors wide.

Jack ran into the hanger and ran around the biplane, touching the wings and propeller with a look of pure joy on his face as he finally got a little closer to his dream.

“I can't get her more than a few feet off the ground.” Andy explained. “There must be something wrong with my dimensions but try as I might I can't get it right.”

“I'll do anything I can to help, just working on this will take my mind off of ... well ...” Jack replied.

“I can't pay you much, if anything, but I was thinking, when we finally get her in the air maybe you could take her for her first proper test flight.” Andy told him.

“That's payment enough for me.” Jack told him grinning.

“Good good!” Andy told him. “Time for a cup of tea first I think.”

Andy moved to the far end of the hanger where he had a little camp stove and put on some water to boil, his back to Jack and Ianto who were stood near the door frame talking in a whisper.

“Thank you so much for this.” Jack told Ianto.

“I'll do anything for you, to make you happy and you won't run away with me so this was the next best thing.” Ianto explained.

“When I'm twenty one I'm going to make it up to you, putting up with me having to marry Gwen.” Jack told him, moving even closer to his lover.

“You don't have to, I'm doing it because I want to.” Ianto explained.

Jack glanced over at Andy, who still had his back to them as he made the tea and leaned towards Ianto, placing a brief kiss to his lips before pulling away again.

“Thank you.” He told him again. “When did you say he was off to Dorset?”

“Tomorrow.” Ianto replied.

“Then tomorrow I show my appreciation.” Jack told him suggestively.

“I can barely wait.” Ianto grinned, moving away from Jack slightly as Andy appeared beside them carrying three mugs of tea.

“What are you two talking about?” Andy asked curiously.

“Just about how excited Jack is about helping you with this.” Ianto replied, indicating the biplane.

“We're going to get this thing in the air if it kills me.” Andy told them with a chuckle.

They chatted amiably as they finished their tea and then Jack vanished to the back of the hanger to change into his old clothes and then reappeared, Ianto cocking an eyebrow at him appearance.

“Interesting manner of dress you have there.” Ianto grinned.

“I'm sure the biplane won't care that what I'm wearing I'm wearing is old and a little small.” Jack huffed.

“Not in the slightest, Bessie here has no airs or graces.” Andy replied with a laugh.

“Bessie?” Jack asked.

“Just seemed appropriate somehow.” Andy shrugged.

“So, where do we start?” Jack asked, eager to get started.

“Follow me.” Andy told him, heading towards the wings of the biplane.

Ianto spent the next couple of hours sat on the floor of the hanger just watching as Jack and Andy went over measurements, shortened and lengthened the various wires on the wings and fiddled with the engine until he couldn't put off returning to the manor any longer, knowing if he was gone too long it would be obvious he was out doing far more than just exercising Myfanwy.

Getting to his feet Ianto called out to them that he was going, telling Jack he would see him later and then walked outside to where he had tethered Myfanwy. He was just about to mount the mare when Jack appeared panting a little behind him, grabbing his arm.

“Thank you, again.” Jack told him, a huge grin on his face. “I'll come and find you when I return to the manor, I think I'll be missing lunch today.”

“And I'm positive it's worth it, if anyone asks, I haven't seen you.” Ianto told him, stealing a quick, chaste kiss and then mounting Myfanwy.

Waving Ianto off Jack watched him until he was a speck on the horizon before heading back into the hanger, seeing a smile twitching at Andy's lips.

“Something amusing?” Jack asked.

“Nothing at all, I just hope you two are being careful?” Andy asked.

“In what way?” Jack asked, trying to play dumb.

“I'm not blind, I saw him kiss you.” Andy retorted.

“Shit. SHIT!” Jack groaned. “I'll just go now if you promise not to tell anyone?”

“You're not going anywhere, what you two want to get up to is none of my business, and I really need your help.” Andy replied. “My lips are sealed.”

“If anyone knew ...” Jack was still panicking.

“Jack, it's okay, honestly.” Andy reassured him. “Come on, back to work, I have no intention of losing the first person who's shown an interest in Bessie and wants to help just yet..”

Jack nodded and finally smiled. “Great, thank you.”

The biplane never left the hanger all afternoon, they just adjusted and readjusted almost everything on the flying machine until Jack knew he couldn't put off returning to the manor any longer, quickly changing his clothes and rubbing off and much of the oil that covered his and the smears on his face he ran back across the fields reaching the manor just in time for dinner.

TBC

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