Dreamscapes And Nightmares 42/?

[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

After Chloe injected the sedative into the top of Jack's arm she helped Ianto get the Captain to his feet and then left the two men at Ianto's request.

Ianto used paper towels to clean Jack up as best he could, luckily the majority of the vomit had miss his husbands clothes, and once he was calmer he helped him out the hub and into their car.

Settling Jack in the passenger seat he closed the door and pulled out his mobile, calling home and waiting impatiently for it to be answered.

“Ianto, oh thank goodness you called,” Claire answered, more than hint of worry in her voice.

“What's wrong, is it the kids?” Ianto asked, keeping one eye on Jack in the car.

“They woke up sobbing their hearts out and asking to see daddy,” she replied. “they've calmed down now but they're still beside themselves, they won't tell me why, just that daddy needs them.”

“Shit, okay, we're on our way back now,” Ianto replied. “don't worry about them going to school, call in and tell them that they are sick and I'll explain the little I know when we get there.”

“I'll let them know you're both on your way, they're huddled together on the sofa,” Claire sighed. “it's very disconcerting to see them not bickering with each other.”

“I can see that,” Ianto replied, unable to stop the small chuckle at the thought. “how's Dylan?”

“He's fine, either he doesn't have their ability to sense his daddy or he's too young for it to have developed yet I guess,” she replied.

“That's something,” Ianto said, with some relief. “see you soon.”

After cutting the call Ianto climbed into the drivers seat, glancing at Jack he couldn't miss the expression of sadness on his face, even sat there with his eyes closed and his head resting on the back of the seat.

“Are you ready to go home?” Ianto asked, sliding the key into the ignition.

“Yeah, I need to be with the kids,” Jack replied, not opening his eyes.

“They've been asking for you,” Ianto told him.

“Shit, I had a feeling that sedative wouldn't block everything out for them,” Jack moaned sadly, finally opening his eye to look at his husband. “what if ... what if they saw what I did in their sleep?”

“I think they can just sense emotions Jack, they won't have seen your nightmares,” Ianto replied, trying to reassure him.

“I hope not,” Jack replied, closing his eyes again as Ianto started the car and they headed off out the parking garage.

The front door opened before they even got to the top of the drive, Claire was stood waiting for them with Dylan in her arms and Caden and Eloise either side of her, both of them visibly clutching onto her clothes and even from that distance, upset.

Ianto got quickly from the car and hurried around to Jack who was climbing out the other side, taking his hand in his to show the children that it wasn't anything to do with him that had made their daddy upset they walked towards the house.

They got within a yard or so when Caden and Eloise let go of Claire and ran towards them, both children wrapping their arms around their daddy's legs and gazing up at him for reassurance that he was unharmed.

Ianto reached down and pulled Eloise, who was closest to him into his arms and Jack did the same with Caden, all of them silently moving into the house and Claire closing the door behind them and following them to the living room.

Sitting down on the sofa with the kids still in their arms they settled hip to hip, hugging the children tightly, Claire made her excuses to leave the room, telling them she need to change and dress Dylan and left them alone.

“Claire told me you were both upset earlier?” Ianto asked the twins gently.

“Daddy was upset, we could feel it,” Eloise replied for them both. “we were so scared that something bad had happened.”

“I'm okay sweetheart,” Jack told her, giving his daughter a weak smile. “daddy just had some very bad dreams.”

“But you're still upset daddy, we know you are,” Caden told him. “did ... were the bad dreams about us ... about aliens, did we die, did dada die?”

“Bad aliens yes, but nothing happened to either of you, Dylan or dada,” Jack told them quickly. “some bad aliens did something nasty to me in the past that I'd forgotten and it upset me when my memory of it came back.”

“What did the nasty aliens do daddy?” Eloise asked in horror.

“They hurt some people I cared about,” Jack told her simply. “it's all over now, I just want to forget about it, can you help me with that?”

“Yes daddy,” both twins told him, Eloise clambering off Ianto's lap to hug her daddy.

“I'm going to see if Claire wants a coffee, I know we could both do with one,” Ianto said, getting to his feet and pressing a kiss to his husbands brow and then leaving him alone with their children.

Ianto hurried upstairs and found Claire in the nursery where she was finishing dressing Dylan, she pulled up the baby's little fleecy trousers and handed him over to his dada.

“Hey you,” Ianto said softly, cuddling his youngest son close to his chest. “at least we don't have you worry about you in all this too.”

Dylan just gurgled at him and snuffled against his chest making Ianto smile.

“What happened?” Claire asked. “the kids were distraught earlier, when they woke.”

“I honestly don't know the details yet,” Ianto sighed. “he had a breakdown soon after he woke from the treatment and just wanted to get home to the children, he'll tell me when he's ready.”

“It was bad though, wasn't it?” Claire asked, seeing the sadness in Ianto's eyes.

“At one point we thought he was going to have a heart attack, his pulse and blood pressure went sky high, and although we got them under control, using that baby TARDIS of Jack's it was obvious he was still suffering the nightmares,” Ianto replied.

“The baby TARDIS helped?” Claire asked, wondering how on earth the little piece of coral could have done such a thing.

“Yep, I think that because it's part of the Doctor's TARDIS it's connected to him somehow, it seemed to sense his distress and soothed his body if not his mind,” Ianto explained. “however it did it, I'm just happy it worked, it was Chloe's idea.”

“She's a smart one that Chloe,” Claire smiled, watching the way Ianto was taking comfort from his son.

Slipping his free hand into his pocket Ianto pulled out the small pot containing the three little red pills and showed them to Claire.

“Without Jack even telling me I know he's going to need these, they are a form of antidepressants from the future, these three little pills should get rid of the depression,” Ianto explained. “I really hope they work or Jack is never going to be the same again.”

“Dada, dada,” Caden ran into the room sobbing and tugged on his sleeve. “daddy won't stop crying, he keeps saying Megan and Victoria.”

“Megan and Victoria?” Claire asked Ianto.

“They must be the people from his dreams and nightmares,” Ianto gasped, handing Dylan back to Claire he ran downstairs with Caden hot on his heels to his husband.

TBC