Amends 26/?

[missthingsplace]

Title: Amends
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen, Owen, Tosh
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: AU - What if after the way Jack reacted to Gwen refusing to retcon Rhys at the end of 'Meat' Ianto decided he didn't want to feel like he was second best anymore ...
Warnings: Slash, Angst, Violence, Rape, Mpreg.
Rating: NC17 for the series.

Previous chapters: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/276771.html#cutid1

Jack stood in front of the cell Ianto was locked in, legs slightly parted and his arms crossed as he confronted the other man.

“At least you had the presence of mind to lock yourself away.” Jack snarked angrily. “Give me one good reason why I should let you out?”

“Jack ...”

“What the hell were you thinking? I told you not to do it and you went behind my back, you convinced Toshiko to go along with this hair brained scheme and then drugged me so I couldn't stop you.” Jack shouted, cutting him off. “You're lucky you didn't end up killing each other or worse, you could have ...”

“Jack please, I'm sorry.” Ianto told him, moving closer to the transparent barrier that separated them. “But I knew I had to kill that thing, get it out of our lives no matter what it took.”

“You could have died Ianto.” Jack shouted. “Died! What use would your plan have been then? This baby would have lost it's daddy and I would have lost you!”

“But I didn't die, I'm here, alive and it's been dealt with.” Ianto countered, frowning as he saw Jack looking pale and softening his tone. “Jack?”

“Feeling a little woozy.” Jack admitted, sitting down carefully on the hard floor outside the holding cell.

“We have to get you up to the medical bay, are the rest of the team in?” Ianto asked, watching Jack rub his hand over his belly. “Are you in pain?”

“No pain, just feel odd ... there's only us here and I don't gave my comm.” Jack told him, beginning to panic slightly and patting his pockets. “No mobile either.”

“Jack, you have to get me out of here.” Ianto told him, bashing uselessly on the glass that between them. “Can you get to the controls?”

Jack glanced at the controls some feet away and shook his head.

“Not sure I can stand up.” Jack replied.

“Only you can let me out of here Jack, where's your wrist strap?” Ianto asked frantically.

Jack looked at his bare wrist blankly, frowning as he remembered it lying on Ianto's bedside table along with his watch.

“I left it at the flat.” Jack told him with a groan of frustration at himself, his hand moving to cup over his mouth. “I feel sick.”

“Jack, you have to get to the controls, you can do it.” Ianto urged the Captain.

Gathering up his last few ounces of strength Jack moved so that he was on his hands and knees and crawled slowly across the floor while Ianto watched him feeling worried, guilty and angry with himself.

Reaching the control panel Jack lifted himself into a kneeling position and reached up hitting the correct button before crumbling to the floor.

The instant the cell door unlocked Ianto was out and running over to Jack, dropping down next to him on his knees and pulling him up onto his lap.

“Jack, come on, talk to me.” Ianto asked, slapping his gently on the side of the face but Jack was out cold. “Shit Jack, don't do this to me.”

Shrugging off his jumper he lay it on the floor and folded it into a small pillow and then lay Jack down gently so his head rested on it, ignoring the cold chill on his skin Ianto kissed Jack softly on the brow and then ran from the cells and up to the main hub and straight into Jack's office.

Grabbing the handset of the old fashioned phone on Jack's desk he dialled Owen's number and waited impatiently for him to answer.

“Owen, Jack needs you at the hub, he's passed out again.” Ianto told him frantically before Owen had a chance to speak.

“What have you done now tea boy?” Owen snarked. “Tosh sounded upset when she called earlier but wouldn't explain.”

“I'll tell you later, just get here now.” Ianto shouted at him before slamming the handset down.

Scrambling down the ladder into Jack's bunker Ianto grabbed a t shirt of Jack's which he slipped over his head quickly and a blanket and then hurried out again, running back down to the cells he found Jack exactly where he'd left him lying on the floor.

Ianto lay the blanket over the older man and then sat down beside him pulling Jack onto his lap he held him tightly as he waited for him to come 'round.

It wasn't long before Jack let out a soft moan and his eyes slowly opened, despite realising where he was and remembering that he was still angry with Ianto he didn't move, feeling safe in his arms.

“God, you scared the life out of me.” Ianto told him, kissing the top of the Captains head. “I called Owen, are you in pain?”

“No, my heads just a little fuzzy.” Jack replied rather calmly.

“This is all my fault, if I hadn't gone against you you wouldn't have got angry and this wouldn't have happened.” Ianto told him nervously.

“We don't know that.” Jack replied softly.

“Yes we do, the last time we had a fight the same thing happened.” Ianto replied. “Owen's going to ...”

“Owen's going to what?” Owen asked, cutting him off as he entered the cells.

“Nothing, just make sure Jack's okay.” Ianto told him.

Owen pressed his fingers to Jack's wrist and counted, dropping the wrist with a sigh.

“Your pulse is racing Jack, I'm guessing your blood pressure has peaked again.” Owen told him solemnly. “Are you two fighting again?”

“Yep.” Ianto admitted. “And it's all my doing.”

“Brilliant work!” Owen snarked. “Right, Ianto help me get Jack to his feet and up to the medical bay where I can examine him properly and if you two can't be in the same room without fighting then I'll just have to stop you from being anywhere near each other.”

“Might not be a bad idea.” Jack grumbled, not missing the hurt look on Ianto's face.

“I did it for us Jack, now that things gone we can get on with working on us.” Ianto said sadly.

“What? Wait, what did you say?” Owen asked as they headed down into the medical bay. “What things gone? Are you saying you've dealt with that creature?”

“Last night, Toshiko and I trapped and killed it.” Ianto replied. “That's what were were fighting over.”

“And there was me thinking you had more brains than that!” Owen exclaimed. “No wonder Jack had a fit when he found out what you did.”

“I'm right here.” Jack retorted. “And this is between us.”

“Not if it's going to endanger your health and the life of your unborn baby it isn't.” Owen told him firmly. “I wasn't kidding when I threatened to keep you apart, now get on the examination table.”

Jack did as he was told without arguing, Ianto moved to the side of the room and rested his back against the wall, watching while Jack loosened his clothing and Owen got the scanner ready.

None of them said a word while Owen checked Jack and the baby over until the lay down the scanner.

“Is the baby okay?” Ianto asked.

“It's fine but as I suspected Jack's blood pressure is very high again.” Owen replied. “Jack I want you to just lay here for a while where I can keep monitoring you. Now, do I have to send tea boy out or can I trust you two not to fight?”

“We'll behave.” Jack told him, glancing over at Ianto before looking back at Owen.

“I'm going to find coffee and breakfast now, if you're lucky I might just bring enough back for three.” Owen told them, heading up the steps out of the medical bay, warning him. “Don't move an inch.”

“Ianto, come over here, please.” Jack asked him, feeling all his anger now slowly dissipating from him.

“Jack, I meant it, I really am sorry ...” Ianto began.

“Ianto, I still think you took a huge risk and a part of me is still angry with you for going after that creature I know you did it for us and the other part of me is more that relieved that you are still here and alive.” Jack told him. “I know we still have a long way to go, to recover from what happened, from what that Boglam caused but I think we can work though this.”

“The last thing I ever really wanted was to walk out on you the other day, but I didn't know what else to do and the way you were with Gwen, it was the last straw.” Ianto told him honestly. “If that creature hadn't ... it would never have gone this far, we would have made up and it would have been brushed under the carpet again. Jack we need a serious talk before we can even think of moving forwards with our ... relationship, for our sakes and the baby's.”

“This is going to be a long road, isn't it?” Jack asked.

“Yep, but it's going to be worth it, isn't it?” Ianto asked, placing his hand on Jack's belly.

“Yeah.” Jack replied with a small, hopeful smile.

TBC