Dreamscapes And Nightmares 3/?

[missthingsplace]

AU: When it all changes: Life, Love and Family in Torchwood.  

Title: Dreamscapes And Nightmares (Series 12)
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Andy, My OC's: Caden, Eloise, Dylan, Jenni, Claire, Chloe, Damien, Ianto's family.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Jack starts experiencing at first strange and confusing dreams which become interspursed with nightmares and he has no idea what is causing them or if they are connected ...
Spoilers: Probably not, but you never know ...
Warnings: Really? Do i have to?
Rating: NC17 for the series.

Previous series/Chapters: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/165103.html#cutid1

“Anyone home?” Jack yelled out as they walked through the cog door and into the hub as the sirens subsided.
 

“Over here Jack.” Damien called back from his workstation as they walked in his direction. “Nothing yet, not a sausage. Whatever that signal is, the Torchwood programmes don't recognise it as anything they've got stored in the data banks.”
 

“Have you managed to find the point it's originating from?” Ianto asked, taking Jack's coat from him and holding it over his arm with his own.
 

“Whatever it is, it's hiding behind Jupiter, out of sight of any of the satellites up there.” Damien told them. “It's the nearest I can pinpoint it.”
 

“Is it still playing the same transmission ever and over Jack asked him.
 

“Yeah, the signal lasts thirty two seconds and then starts from the beginning again.” Damien replied. “The computer identified over forty different tones but other than that ...”
 

“Maybe it's an alien SOS signal?” Ianto suggested. “They wouldn't know that we wouldn't be able to transcribe it.”
 

“I'd rather that than something hostile transmitting to it's buddies and preparing to pay us a little visit.” Jack replied with a frown. “I have to admit the longer it goes unidentified the more worried I am about what it is and why.”
 

“I've even hacked into UNIT's files and tried there, but nothing.” Damien told them with some trepidation, using the name UNIT around the Harkness-Jones men still made them more than a little upset and angry.
 

“Then we just have to keep trying.” Jack told him, completely ignoring the UNIT reference. “And hope we find out before whatever it is tries to invade Cardiff.”
 

“I'm on it.” Damien assured him as the cog door rolled open and again and Gwen and Chloe arrived together, both of them holding various little paper bags from the Patisserie near the bay.
 

“Breakfast.” Chloe beamed, holding some of the bags aloft.
 

“Good, I'm starving Jack exclaimed, a huge grin crossing his face.
 

“You're always starving Jack.” Ianto remarked, Jack missing his eye roll as his husband went to hang up their coats and organise coffee for them all to go with the pastries.
 

By the time Ianto returned with the coffee mugs and tea plates on a tray they were all sat around the table in the conference room, the paper bags and their contents piled in the middle.
 

Ianto handed out the mugs and plates before dropping into the seat next to Jack and remarked that there seemed to be rather a lot of paper bags.
 

“Well, I went to get the pastries and couldn't decide what to get for everyone, I mean we all have two or three favourites and if I couldn't decide which one I wanted then what hope did I have trying to decide for all of you?” Chloe explained. “I then went into the newsagents to buy a paper ...”
 

“Not knowing that I was intending to do exactly the same thing and got more pastries, coming out I bumped into Chloe and we realised we had more than enough but thought, well, a little indulgence now and then didn't hurt anyone.” Gwen finished with a grin.
 

“Well, I know I for one am very grateful.” Jack replied, grabbing one of the bags and placing a pastry on his plate as the other laughed at him. “What? I wasn't allowed them for most of the nine months I was pregnant, I'm still catching up!”
 

“Good thing there's lots of running around in this job then.” Chloe laughed. “Or I'd be putting you on a diet in a couple of months.”
 

“Oh I can think of much better ways to have exercise.” Jack replied, winking at his husband who just shook his head, grateful he didn't blush quite so easily now days.
 

“So, any news on the signal?” Chloe asked, changing the subject for Ianto.
 

“Still nothing.” Damien replied. “But I'm still monitoring it, hopefully we'll find out something soon.”
 

“Chloe, any luck identifying that rodent like thing that came through the rift on Wednesday?” Jack asked her, it had been alone and they had been lucky to find it as it had been rendered unconscious.
 

Jack knew if it hadn't it would have scarpered judging by the way it was acting in the cage it was confined in and they would have had trouble locating it. One thing they did know though was it was carnivorous and refused anything but fresh, raw meet.
 

Ianto had suggested it was like an alien Mink, a vicious little bastard he'd called it when it latched onto his finger at one point and it took two of them to prize it's jaws apart.
 

“It seems to be a rodent like creature just like we thought, going on the scans I've managed to take and as for where it's from, it's DNA seems to be a variant of the Mink ...”
 

“See!” Ianto exclaimed.
 

“... from what I can tell it's from Earth, but future earth.” Chloe frowned. “Some kind of mutation.”
 

“Now that's something took forward to.” Gwen said with a small shudder as she thought about the creature.
 

“Probably not in our future, much further along.” Chloe told her.
 

“That's a relief.” Gwen sighed with a smile.
 

“Right, work to do.” Jack told them, stuffing the last morsel of his third pastry into his mouth. “Gwen you can help Damien with this damn signal, Chloe just keep that rodent fed and happy and an eye on it, after what happened with Bert I don't trust anything alien or otherwise in this place.”
 

“Bert was cute, until he turned into those horrible things and one of them bit it.” Gwen replied a little sadly, even though she'd been hurt.
 

“I vote for more green kittens.” Ianto grinned with a wink to Jack as they all got up from the table to go to their tasks.
 

“Ianto.” Jack sighed, grinning at his husband as he shook his head.
 

“What's going on?” Gwen asked, trying to decipher the looks going on between them.
 

“Ianto wants a puppy.” Jack told her.
 

“The twins want a puppy!” Ianto corrected him.
 

“And you're not against it?” Gwen asked.
 

“Well, no ...” Ianto conceded with a shrug.
 

“So you do want a puppy then?” Gwen grinned.
 

“Yes, yes, I want a puppy, okay?” Ianto admitted. “Now, go help Damien.”
 

“I'm going!” Gwen laughed, heading out the conference room door.
 

Jack pulled Ianto into his arms and kissed him softly.
 

“I promise, if Claire doesn't mind we will get a puppy.”
 

“Thank you.” Ianto told him. “Any more thoughts on those dreams?”
 

“No, nothing of any use.” Jack replied. “If anything comes back to me, you'll be the first to know.”
 

“Do you think it could be your two missing years?” Ianto asked.
 

“I don't know, I mean what would that have to do with the Time Agency.” Jack told him. “Judging by the dreams I wasn't working for them at the time, not that I could tell anyway.”
 

“The mystery deepens.” Ianto replied with a smile despite his worry about the dreams and what they meant.
 

“Maybe I'll get some answers soon.” Jack replied, giving Ianto another kiss before they left the conference room and headed back down to the main hub.

TBC