Living The Dream 33/?
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missthingsplaceTitle: Living The Dream
Author: ![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
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 ![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small}
wrianojune
It was early evening when Jack and Gwen met up with Rhys and Ianto again, this time at the cottage. After talking they came to the conclusion they would have to sell some of the manors assets to get the money to pay for the funeral.
According to Martha some of the wines in the wine cellar were old, John had never drunk them and she believed they were just there until they had increased in value.
Gwen told them that some of the paintings in the manor were also antiques and might bring more money in, by the time they had finished talking they decided the next morning they would get the local antique dealer to give them a price for the paintings first, as finding someone who knew anything about wines would be a lot harder.
It was late when Rhys left, heading back to the manor to see Martha and Toshiko so that they could get the paintings ready for the next day before he headed back to the tied cottage for the night.
They had also discussed their living arrangements, Gwen suggested that once her father was buried they would give up the cottage and move back into the manor, were they could provide accommodation for both Rhys and Ianto.
In reality they could both share a room with their lovers but to the outside would it would just be seen as a move to save money, buy putting the tied cottage up for sale. Jack was positive his uncle was spending way beyond his means and they needed to do anything they could not the lose the house.
It was early the following morning when Owen showed up, knocking on the cottage door and waking them before even the baby had woken for her first feed. Yawning and trying to rub the sleep from his eyes Jack opened the front door, a little surprised that Owen had arrived so quickly.
Jack let him in, neither of them exchanging a word and led him through to the kitchen, putting the kettle on the stove to make tea as he heard movement from above indicating that Gwen and Ianto were now awake as well.
“So, the old bastard finally killed himself then?” Owen said, breaking the silence.
“Yeah, so drunk he toppled down the stairs and broke his neck.” Jack replied, busying himself with making the tea as Gwen entered the kitchen carrying the baby with Ianto behind her.
“I thought my father fired you?” Owen frowned at Ianto.
“He did.” Ianto replied bluntly, sitting on a chair the opposite side of the table to him.
“He told me he caught you acting inappropriately and had to get rid of you, never did say who with, was it Toshiko?” Owen asked with a smirk. “I wouldn't blame you if it was, she's a pretty little thing.”
“It wasn't Toshiko.” Ianto replied, glancing at Jack with a look Owen didn't miss.
“Shit, I knew I was right about you two.” Owen said, looking at Jack and Ianto as Gwen sat down beside her brother and began to feed the baby. “He caught the stable boy with his son in law, that must have been interesting!”
“Not really.” Jack frowned at him. “The evil sod gave us both a beating before he fired Ianto.”
“He's been living here since?” Owen asked Jack.
“He is in the room!” Ianto snarked.
“Yes.” Jack replied, placing the mugs of tea on the table and taking the seat next to Ianto.
“You're lucky he never found out, a beating would have been the least of your problems.” Owen told them. “I know what a brute he can be when pushed to his limits.”
“We were careful.” Gwen replied.
“So you're living here with you husband and his male lover.” Owen replied with a wink at his sister. “Interesting arrangement, anything you want to tell me?”
“No!” Gwen huffed.
“So, tell me, are you really Eirween's father?” Owen asked Jack.
“No, he's not.” Gwen replied when Jack hesitated. “I don't care who knows now father is dead, Rhys is her father.”
“Bloody hell!” Owen exclaimed.
“So, why weren't you at the party?” Gwen asked him. “I know father invited you.”
“A little spot of bother.” Owen grinned. “We, my friends and I at the hospital got a little, okay a lot drunk and managed to get ourselves arrested in the early hours of the morning on the day of the party.”
“What did you do?” Ianto asked.
“We thought it would be a good idea to go and rob the grave of a woman who'd died the following day in childbirth.” Owen explained, looking ashamed of himself. “What he didn't plan on was her husband appearing in the dead of night, seeing us and getting the police.”
“I'm assuming you managed to wheedle your way out of trouble as usual?” Gwen asked.
“We told them it was just the high jinxes of drunk medical students and that we were all very sorry and would never do it again.” Owen replied. “Luckily the hospital vouched for us and we got released late last night, I got back to the halls of residence and found your telegram, so I came straight here.”
“The funeral arrangements have been made, it's to be in two days but we're going to have to sell some of father's paintings to pay for it.” Gwen told her brother. “Someone's going to the manor later today to give us a price, as long as it covers the cost of the funeral we'll take what they offer.”
“What time are they expected?” Owen asked.
“This afternoon, 2pm.” Jack replied.
“Then I shall head up there and see if there's anything we can sell, I'll meet you there later.” Owen said, draining his tea before getting up to leave. “We'll need to discuss what happens to the manor later anyway.”
“Nothing will be happening to it.” Gwen told him. “It's staying in the family no matter what.”
“You really have no idea how much debt father was in do you?” Owen replied.
“It can't be that bad, can it?” Gwen replied.
“You'll find out soon enough, even I don't know the full extent.” Owen said as he left the kitchen and the cottage.
As Jack heard the door close behind Owen he had a feeling his worst fears were going to be realised, his uncle was up to his eyeballs in debt and without his inheritance there was no way they could pay them or save the manor.
TBC
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