A Christmas Tale 7/25

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Fandom: Torchwood
Title: A Christmas Tale - Written for the adventchallenge 
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Rhiannon/Johnny, Mica, David, Gwen/Rhys
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: There's nothing more important than making xmas a family holiday. Set after series 2.
Warnings: Slash, fluff, romance, humour
Spoilers: Anything is fair game
Rating:PG - NC17 for series 
Word Count: 918

 

A/N: This one is a teeny bit angsy ... very teeny, honestly.

 

“So,” Jack began, pulling one of the many lengths of tinsel carefully from the overloaded Christmas tree. “tell me about your family, what's your sister like?”

“You'll get to meet her for yourself soon,” Ianto answered with a smile.

“I know, but it would be good to know about her, them, before I do,” Jack replied.

“Okay, Rhiannon is seven years older than me and she doesn't take any shit from anyone,” Ianto told him. “she was always so protective of me, especially when out Tad died when I was only eight. Mam had to go out to work and she looked after me even though she was only fifteen herself.”

“What happened to your Tad?” Jack asked gently.

“He was killed, hit and run,” Ianto answered quietly. “he was dead before the ambulance arrived.”

“Did they catch them? The person who ran his down?” Jack asked.

“Yeah, a drunk driver,” Ianto nodded sadly. “a witness took down the car registration and they found her – it was a woman – only two streets away, still in her car and she admitted it.”

“At least that's something,” Jack said, dropping the length of tinsel and taking his lover into his arms to hug him tightly.

“She got five years for dangerous driving and a five year ban,” Ianto continued. “it gave Mam and Rhiannon some kinda closure I guess … but I was only eight, I missed him like crazy.”

“That's understandable, and your Mam, she's still alive?” Jack asked a little tentatively.

“Yep,” Ianto replied, a smile forming on his lips. “she's alive and well and living in Aberystwyth, I don't get to see her too often but she's always emailing me.”

“You should go and visit her, this Christmas,” Jack suggested. “she'd love that, wouldn't she?”

“She won't expect me to, it's fine,” Ianto replied, giving Jack a small kiss before pulling out of his arms so they could continue with their reworking of the trees decorations.

“If your positive, I'm sure Gwen and I could cope for a day or two alone,” Jack continued.

“I appreciate the offer, but I'll see her when she visits Rhiannon again, normally during the summer holidays,” Ianto told him adamantly.

“Going back to Rhiannon, what's her husband like?” Jack asked.

“Johnny? He's a nice enough bloke, never seems to be able to hold a job down for long but he loves her and the kids and that's what matters, isn't it?” Ianto answered. “Don't get me wrong, he's not a scrounger, but he's had more jobs than I've had hot dinners!”

“And the kids, how old are they?” Jack enquired, pulling more tinsel from the tree while Ianto rearranged the baubles a little.

“Mica is almost six and David is eight,” Ianto said smiling widely at the thought of his nephew and niece. “they can be a cheeky pair but their hearts are in the right place.”

“I can't wait to meet them,” Jack smiled back. “I never told you, did I that I have a daughter?”

Ianto nearly dropped the bauble he was holding, staring at Jack in complete shock.

“You have a daughter?” He asked eventually.

“Alice, and a grandson, Stephen,” Jack told him, the words coming out in a rush. “he's ten.”

“Ten? Then your daughter is ...” Ianto trailed off waiting for the Captain to finish the sentence.

“Yeah, she's older than you, she'll he thirty eight on her next birthday,” Jack finished for him.

“Do I get to meet her, them?” Ianto asked.

“Maybe one day, I don't get to see her very often,” Jack admitted. “Stephen doesn't know he's my grandson, he thinks I'm his uncle, she doesn't want him to know what I am.”

“That you don't age?” Ianto asked and Jack nodded. “I can understand that, it would be very confusing for him.”

“Yeah, but … anyway I know he won't be about at Christmas, he's going to stay with his father,” Jack replied a little sadly. “maybe I'll get to see him in the new year and you can come with me.”

“That would be good, if you think your daughter would be okay with it,” Ianto answered. “does she know, that you like men as well as women?”

“She accepted that side of me a long time ago,” Jack told him. “if she's not sure about Stephen knowing, you can just be a friend for now, as far as he's concerned. If that's okay with you?”

“No problem,” Ianto smiled and stood back to admire the rearranged tree, the discarded lengths of tinsel strewn on the floor around them. “now, that's better.”

“I have to admit, it does look more … classy,” Jack agreed. “lets tidy this us tomorrow, it's late and we should get to bed.”

“And I'll call Rhiannon in the morning and tell her I'll be taking up those reserved seats, job permitting,” Ianto replied, taking the Captains hand as they made their way to the bedroom. “I really want her to meet you.”

“If she's anything like her brother, then I'm sure I'll love her,” Jack grinned, pulling his lover down onto the bed and kissing him soundly.

The End -TBC

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