Living The Dream 132/133 + Epilogue

[missthingsplace]

Title: Living The Dream Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Tom/Martha, Owen/Sarah, Tosh/Andy, Myfanwy. OC's: Eirween/Roberta, Thomas/Mary, Lizzy
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. A story of love that spans over fifty years.
Spoilers: Probably not, but you never know ...
Warnings: Slash, Angst, Romance, Character Death, fluff
Rating: NC17 for the series.
Word count to date: 179,057

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

A/N: Please note this fic now has a chapter total :) Sorry this is so late today, busy busy busy ...

Arriving at the hospital it took them a while to convince the very stern matron to let then in to see Mary, insisting that visiting hours were over and that they would have to return the following afternoon.

 

An hour and a lot of persuasion later she finally greed to let Jack into see her, now assured that he was her father-in-law but as adamant that the others would have to wait and not wanting to cause a scene they agreed to her terms.

 

The matron let Jack to the room Mary was in, not bothering to knock on the door before entering and the look on Mary's face turned from a frown to a beaming smile when she saw Jack follow the matron into the room.

 

“You have a visitor.” She told Mary stiffly before turning to Jack and adding. “You have ten minutes.”

 

Jack thanked her and waited until she had left the room before grinning madly at Mary as he moved towards the sleeping newborn in his cot near the bed.

 

“Are the others here?” Mary asked, watching Jack coo over his new grandson.

 

“They're out in the waiting room, she only let me in after a lot of persuasion.” Jack explained. “Is he okay after his fast entry into the world?”

 

“He's perfect, they said he's a good weight for being nearly three weeks early.” Mary replied. “He weighs six pounds and ten ounces, his lungs are fully formed and his heart is beating normally.”

 

“He's just beautiful.” Jack told her, his voice hitching with emotion at the thought of how he witnessed his birth. “Just wait until Thomas sees him.”

 

“Have you called him yet?” Mary asked.

 

“Yeah, I called his work from the exhibition before we left and they said they would pass on the message and to tell you congratulations.” Jack replied. “Tomorrow being Saturday he's not down to work so he can travel up on the train and I've arranged for him to have the week off work, they weren't too happy but they realised that with you being stuck here in London there wasn't much else he could do.”

 

“He doesn't have anywhere to stay, he can't stay here.” Mary replied, panicking a little.

 

“I'll arrange something, we're all going to find a hotel to stay the night in and travel home tomorrow.” Jack explained. “Wherever we end up I'll make sure there's a room for him for the week, paid in advance.”

 

“You don't have to do that Jack.” Mary told him. “We'll manage.”

 

“It's what grandfathers are for.” Jack told her with a grin, lifting the baby carefully from the cot as he began to whimper. “I think this little feller wants his mum.”

 

Jack handed Dafydd to Mary, smiling on proudly at them.

 

“I'll leave you alone to feed him.” Jack told her, bending down to press a kiss first to the top of the baby's head and then to Mary's and after once last look at mother and baby Jack left the room quietly and headed back to the waiting room.

 

“Mother and baby both doing just fine.” Jack told them happily. “She's giving him a feed now so we should head off and try and find somewhere to stay for the night.”

 

Heading towards the west end of London they trawled around several hotels until they found one with an underground car park and free room in Knightsbridge, giving the woman on the desk a story they had made up on the way about travelling with their daughters to take them to theatre auditions they finally made their way to the two twin rooms they had been allocated.

 

They had agreed with the woman on the desk that maybe it would be better for the two girls to share and the same for them and making a huge effort to hide their glee at this decision they found themselves exactly how they intended.

 

Jack sat on one of the single beds and bounced on the mattress while he watched Ianto check out the on-suite bathroom.

 

“Do you think we can both sleep in one?” Jack asked when his lover re-emerged from the bathroom. “It's a long time since we slept in separate beds.”

 

“It'll be cosy.” Ianto grinned, moving across the room and sitting beside Jack.

 

“A good excuse for us to hold each other in our arms all night.” The captain chuckled softly, stealing a small kiss from his lover.

 

Ianto pushed Jack gently back onto the bed and kissed him tenderly, the fingers of one hand tangling in his lovers hair before breaking the kiss and looking into Jack's eyes.

 

“You're a year older than me, how come I have more grey hair?” Ianto asked, twiddling with a few of the rare silver strands in Jack's hair.

 

“Luck I guess.” Jack smiled. “I love your grey, it makes you look distinguished.”

 

“Distinguished?” Ianto asked, cocking an eyebrow. “That's just another word for old!”

 

“I told you before, you will never be old to me, just my beautiful Ianto.” Jack told him softly. “The love of my life.”

 

“You're being daft now.” Ianto chuckled softly.

 

Jack pouted. “No, just honest.” Jack told him, seeing the love for him shining in his lovers eyes and knowing Ianto felt exactly the same.

 

“Just teasing.” Ianto replied, pressing his lips to Jack's again for a few moments in a soft kiss. “We should go and eat before the restaurant closes and then have an early night.”

 

“Is that an invitation?” Jack asked with a huge grin.

 

“I do believe it is Captain.” Ianto replied. “Shall we see if our 'daughters' want to join us?”

 

“Good idea, I'll meet you in a moment, I just need to use the bathroom.” Jack replied, pulling himself reluctantly away from his lovers arms and heading across the room to the en-suite.

 

Ianto slipped from the room and tapped on the neighbouring door just as it opened and Eirween came into view.

 

“We were just about to come and see if you wanted to join us for dinner.” Eirween explained.

 

“Great minds think alike.” Ianto chuckled, seeing Jack exiting their room. “Come on, lets go eat.”

 

Jack linked his arm with Eirween and Ianto with Roberta and together they headed down to the restaurant.

TBC

Comments

[idamus.livejournal.com]

Beautiful, *Is sad it's almost over*

[missthingsplace.livejournal.com]

Me too.

Thank you :D