Utopia 37/?

[missthingsplace]

Title: Utopia
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Owen, Toshiko, Gwen, Rhys ... others
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: When Ianto is sent a request that he, according to his fathers cannot be turned down he has no idea of how much his life is going to change.
Warnings: Slash, fluff, romance, angst, humour, AU, MPREG
Spoilers: Anything is fair game
Rating: NC17 for series

Previous chapters: http://missthingsplace.dreamwidth.org/449741.html

A/N: I a so sorry for the length of time between posts, have had major writers block over the last couple of weeks, it's taken me almost a week to write this! Also, someone at work has found me on twitter so i won't be posting fic updates there any more and no-one at work knows that i write fanfic or the content.

“It's been almost two weeks now,” Ianto whispered quietly to his betrothed, not hearing the soft tap on the door. “please come back to me, I miss you.”

The tap came a second time, a little harder and then the Elder opened it and peeked in.

“Doctor? He's still the same,” Ianto said sadly, his eyes red-rimmed with lack of sleep and tears.

“I have found something that might help,” the Doctor told him. “a potion of flower petal and herbs that should break the fever and hopefully speed his recovery.”

“That's great, do you have it on you?” Ianto asked.

“There's a small problem, one of the flowers needed does not grow locally,” the Elder told him sadly. “it is a two day ride there and back to the next Kingdom to fetch it, I will send one of the Queen's Guards. I just wanted to let you know of the possibility first.”

“I should go,” Ianto replied, feeling hope filling his heart for the first time in days. “just tell me where to go.”

“Would you rather not stay here?” The Doctor replied.

“No, I need to do something, anything to help him,” Ianto explained.

“The journey may prove rather perilous,” the Doctor told him. “you will need to ride the road through the forest, perhaps you should have one of the Royal Guards as an escort if you insist on taking this task upon yourself?”

“No, I can do this myself,” Ianto replied, determination in his eyes. “I shall need to bathe and dress while you provide me with directions and a description of the plant.”

“Perhaps we should consult with the Queen before you leave?” The Elder suggested.

“There is no time,” Ianto insisted. “please, go and fetch what I need and I will meet you by the stables shortly.”

“Yes Sire,” the Doctor nodded and hurried from the room.

Ianto pressed a soft kiss to the warm but still lips of his betrothed.

“I won't be long my love,” Ianto said with a sad smile. “I am going to make you better, I promise, those babies of ours need both their parents when it's their time to come.”

With that he kissed the Prince's lips once more, then pressed another kiss to his belly, swollen with their children and then hurried away to prepare himself to leave the castle for the first time in almost two weeks.

*~*~*~*

Ianto arrived at the stable to find the Doctor waiting for him and his horse readied. The Doctor handed him a parchment which had a picture and name of the required flower along with detailed instructions on how to get the the location where it could be found.

“Good luck and may your journey be safe and swift,” the Doctor said once Ianto was upon his mount.

“Thank you,” Ianto replied and set off on his journey, confidently urging the horse he now trusted into a trot and then a gallop across the open countryside towards the thick forest.

He was riding at full pelt when he spotted the object in the sky, a small smile crossing his lips as he recognised the familiar shape of Myfanwy flying close to the edge of the trees he was nearing fast and then land easily on the land before them as if she was waiting for him.

Ianto pulled the horse slowly to a halt, tied her to one of the trees and then approached the Dragon with no fear.

“Myfanwy,” Ianto said softly, reaching out his hand to the Dragon's muzzle.

The creature nuzzled his hand affectionately and then lifted her head and snorted loudly.

“What is it gorgeous?” Ianto asked, thinking that as much as he loved to see the Dragon after so long he needed to continue his journey.

“Here to help.” A soft sing-song voice came to fill his mind.

“Who's there?” Ianto asked out loud, turning to scan the surrounding area.

“It is I,” the voice came again into his mind.

“Myfanwy?” Ianto asked with a gasp.

“Yes my Lord,” came the reply in his head.

“But … how?” Ianto asked, completely lost and bemused by the Dragon's voice.

“You and I, we are meant to be,” she responded. “you are my Lord.”

“I … this is all … I have to go, I need to save my Betrothed,” Ianto babbled.

“I am here to help, I can take you faster than any mammal,” Myfanwy told him in her own way.

“How … how do you know where I am going?” Ianto asked, confused.

“I know your thoughts,” she told him. “climb upon me and I will take you.”

With this the Dragon lowered her whole body and placed her long scaled neck upon the ground. Ianto looked at the horse waiting patiently for him while she fed on the long grass and knowing she would be safe while he was gone he stepped tentatively towards the Dragon's body.

“Do not be afraid,” Myfanwy said soothingly.

“Okay ...” Ianto said, using the Dragon's scales to help him climb up her body and then settle at the base of her long, thick neck. With his wide spread legs barely spanning the width of it he grabbed hold of two of the hard, bone-like protrusions that sprouted from her neck and held on tight.

“Do not be afraid,” the Dragon told him as she pulled herself back up to her full height and then began to flap her wings.

“Aha ...” Ianto murmured feeling a little terrified and held on tighter as the creature began to lift into the air, his eyes closed tightly.

“Open your eyes,” Myfanwy told him, her sing-sing voice filling his mind a few minutes later.

Ianto opened them slowly and then gave a low whistle.

“Oh my Goddess ...” he exclaimed, seeing the world below him, so far away.

“Beautiful, yes my Lord?” Myfanwy asked.

“Yes,” Ianto sighed.

“And now to our destination,” the Dragon told him, banking slowly to the left before speeding up and flying straight across the top of the trees of the forest while Ianto hung on in complete awe.

TBC

Comments

[aphroditesky]

Nice :) I'm glad Ianto took on the plant "quest" himself, what a brave and devoted husband he is :) Let us hope Myfanwy and Ianto can save the day with little or no problems.