Idée fixe 2/14+ Epilogue (hopefully!)
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missthingsplace Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Owen, Toshiko, John Hart
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Jack's office gets a new temp; Gwen and he has no idea of the impact she will have on his and his families lives.
Warnings: Character Death. This fic is completely AU ... no Torchwood.
Spoilers: Anything is fair game
Rating: NC17 for series
A/N: This is a little diffent to the original from what i remember writing but as close as possible!
Jack could hear the baby’s crying before he’d even got the key into the lock, turning it quickly he let himself into the house, shrugged off his coat and shoes and then called out to his lover.
“Ianto, where are you?” Jack shouted out, heading towards the stairs, sure that both Ianto and the baby were up there.
“Nursery,” Ianto called back, clearly a little stressed over Alice’s wails.
“Is she sick?” Jack asked, taking the infant from the younger man’s arms and giggling her up and down gently.
“I don’t think so but she won’t stop crying,” Ianto sighed. “I’ve tried changing her, feeding her, burping her … everything!”
“Hey, are you playing your Taddy up?” Jack asked the baby softly, holding her so he could look directly at her face.
Alice looked at him for a second before bursting into another loud sob.
“I think she’s got herself so overtired that she doesn’t know what she wants,” Jack suggested. “go and make us some coffee, let me see if I can soothe her at all.”
“I’ll heat up a fresh bottle too, just in case she does want feeding,” Ianto agreed, feeling a little guilty that he couldn’t sooth the fractious infant.
“She’s just a baby Ianto, it’s nothing you’ve done or not done,” Jack told him rationally. “this just happens sometimes.”
“Oh and when did you get so wise?” Ianto asked him, letting a small smile touch his lips.
“Baby brother remember, even I recall what a screamer he was as a baby and I was barely six when he was born,” Jack answered. “I do however know a trick or two though.”
“My Mam told me that my Tad used to put a drop of whiskey in my bottle,” Ianto told him. “not that I’m suggesting anything like that!”
“I know you wouldn’t, now go and make that coffee,” Jack said, ushering him out of the room and then speaking soothingly to the still crying infant. “come on sweetheart, nothings that bad now is it?”
With that Alice’s face turned bright red, a loud noise erupted from her nappy and then a sickening stench filled the nursery.
“Ah, now we know what the problem was,” Jack said, holding his breath for a moment while he settled her onto the changing mat. “bad tummy ache, I guess you’re feeling a little better now?”
The four month old baby looked up a him with what he could only assume was a ‘just get this damn nappy off me’ look on her face and then smiled at him.
“I’m so happy you’re happy,” Jack grumbled, peeling down the little girls tights, wafting the stench into the room again and showing the mess that had oozed out of her nappy onto the inside of her tights and bodysuit. “blimey, how can one so small make such a mess?”
Jack reached for the baby wipes and set them nearby along with a scented nappy sack and carefully opened the poppers of her bodysuit before pulling back the sticky tabs of her nappy to reveal the full extent of the contents within.
“Coffee,” Ianto stated, heading into the room. “oh my god, is that her?”
“Yeah, your darling daughter decided to give me a present,” Jack chuckled, adding another dirty wipe to the nappy sack and pulling a fresh one from the pack.
“No wonder she was crying, I should have known,” Ianto grumbled, placing the mugs of coffee and the baby’s bottle down while Jack got her into a fresh nappy and removed the rest of her clothes rather expertly.
“You’re not psychic,” Jack replied. “we’re still learning where our daughter is concerned, I bet she’ll feed now, pass me the bottle.”
“I should do that, you’ve been at work all day,” Ianto told him, reaching for the baby but Jack picked her up in just her nappy and held her out of his partners reach.
“And your day has been a hundred times more stressful by the looks of it,” Jack replied, snatching up the bottle and pulling off the lid. “take your coffee and go and run us a bath, once this little one is settled I’ll join you.”
“Only of you’re sure?” Ianto asked, picking up his mug.
“Positive,” Jack nodded, placing the teat of the bottle at Alice’s lips which she sucked on readily as if she hadn’t been fed for a week.
“Thank you,” Ianto sighed gratefully, placed a small kiss to his lovers lips and then left the room.
Jack sat down in the armchair situated in the corner of the room by the window and held his daughter carefully while she feed, by the time she had finished the bottle she was dozing in his arms.
He lay her on her changing mat and managed to get her babygro on her without barely a whimper and then placed her in her cot with her favourite teddy, watching her for a moment while he sipped his now cooling coffee before turning off the main light to leave the soft glow of the night light and left the room to go and find his lover.
“Bubbles,” Jack smiled, stripping off quickly at the sight of his partners surrounded by the fragrant bubbles in the bath. “you must have read my mind.”
“I think we both deserve a little luxury,” Ianto smiled as Jack lowered himself into the opposite end of the back with a contented sigh as the warm water lapped around his body.
“We have a good three hours before she wakes again, I suggest we make the most of it,” Jack grinned, running his toes up the inside of the younger man’s thigh.
“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all day,” Ianto sighed, closing his eyes and relaxing against the edge of the bath and concentrated on nothing but where Jack’s toes were going.
TBC
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Date: 2010-07-27 02:37 pm (UTC)Glad to see your bunnies returning all warm and snuggly.
Huge Hugs and much affection!
Crimson
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:25 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-08-17 10:16 pm (UTC)But it always got worked out eventually and finally you just learn your child ;)
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Date: 2010-09-09 08:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-27 02:38 pm (UTC)I hope you guys are getting better
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:25 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 02:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 08:26 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 02:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 08:26 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 03:05 pm (UTC)And so glad to see you writing again! Hope the bunnies are multiplying nicely in your neck of the woods!
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:26 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 03:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 08:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-27 03:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 08:27 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 03:49 pm (UTC)Glad Jack was there to help.
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:27 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 04:27 pm (UTC)So happy to see this is continuing, and I'm hoping everything is going a bit better now?
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:27 pm (UTC)Things are slowly getting back to normal.
Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 04:27 pm (UTC)Ah the days of new parenthood...I remember those days of not knowing what to do!
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:27 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 05:50 pm (UTC)Auntie gets to give Squatter Toddler BACK when she smells like that ... or at least to her grandmother.
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Date: 2010-07-27 07:10 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 06:38 pm (UTC)Yep, remember those days. I remember one of my little ones crying for hours until quite suddenly he gave a burp that sounded like a Mack truck starting up. I damn near dropped him in surprise. After that he was back to his normal chipper self. (And, yeah, it was really a stinker.)
Keep it up!
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:28 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 06:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 08:28 pm (UTC)Yes, things are slowly getting back to normal now.
Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 06:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-14 01:13 pm (UTC)Thank you so much :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 08:12 pm (UTC)Great chapter, I'm glad to see you writing! Poor Ianto I can relate to how exhausting it can be to stay home all day with the baby. I love them relaxing in the bath!
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:29 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 08:39 pm (UTC)I'm a bit afraid though. I think I missed the character death warning in the first chapter *whimpers*
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:29 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-27 09:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-14 01:22 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-28 03:32 am (UTC)Don't worry boys, you'll get the hang of it, sometime.
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Date: 2010-08-14 01:21 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-28 11:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-14 01:20 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-29 08:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-14 01:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-29 11:13 am (UTC)It's phase..I hope their relationship is strong enough to get through it. (straight into the next phase...ha!)
Glad you've written this back...
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:29 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2010-07-30 09:55 pm (UTC)Oh, another tip...every week, I email all my recently changed files to myself so all my stories are in a folder in my email just in case...it also means I can access them anywhere.
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Date: 2010-07-30 10:37 pm (UTC)Thank you :D