missthingsplace | Heaven And Hell 48/?

Title: Heaven And Hell - Sequel to One Week In Cardiff.
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto. Gwen. new team members.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Set after series 2.
Spoilers: None.
Rating: PG13

Fourth connected series, links for the three previous series can be found in my Fic Master List with a complete list of all my fics and are in the following order:

Mother's Day
Celebrations
One Week In Cardiff

A/N Two fictional weeks till the Civil Partnership. Also, we go away on holiday on Monday for nearly 2 weeks, so there won't be any chapters during that time. We will be in sunny Florida.

The next morning Jack awoke early as usual and went to get a glass of water, he smiled to himself when he spotted a very naked Ben and Sandy curled up together on the sofa. He thought about getting blanket to cover them, but he didn't want to embarrasses them as they would know someone had seen them if he did.

He quietly got his water and slipped back to the bedroom, curling around Ianto's sleeping form waiting for him to wake. It was still early and Jack knew it would be a while before Ianto awoke, but he was content to lie there holding him close, breathing in the wonderful scent of his hair and body.

A little while later Ben and Sandy awoke on the sofa in a tangle of limbs, suddenly realising where she was Sandy sat up and grabbed her t shirt off the floor and hugged it to her chest as she scanned the room for the rest of her clothes. What on earth had she been thinking!

Ben grabbed her round the waist and kissed her softly before she struggled out of his arms.

'I can't believe we did that, shagged here on their sofa.' Sandy told Ben.

'I seem to remember you had more than a little something to do with it.' Ben grinned.

'Don't you go blaming me.' She replied indignantly.

'Well, as I remember it you seemed more than a little turned on by what was going on in their bedroom and said and I quote. 'Fuck me.' Pretty cut and dried I'd say.' Ben smirked.

Sandy flushed pink as the memory filtered back into her mind. 'Well, it is kind of hot, you know, two men ...'

'Not really.' Ben replied, doing his best to not remember the last time he had spent the night on the very same sofa.

'Lets get dressed and make breakfast as a thank you, for letting us stay the night.' Sandy said as she located her bra flung over the lamp.

'Okay.' Ben replied, he was kinda hoping for a rematch but he knew it wasn't going to happen.

They both dressed and headed to the kitchen, where Sandy found bacon and eggs in the fridge and set about making breakfast.

Ianto has woken to find Jack wrapped around him and Jack softly kissing him on the back of the neck. He turned in Jack's arms to face him and kissed him softly on the lips, then smiled.

'I love waking up to find you cuddling me.'

'I know, that's why I do it. I can't believe I used to get up when I woke and missed this.'

'Can we stay here, just like this all day?' Ianto murmured.

'We have guests remember.'

'Ben and Sandy, I completely forgot. We abandoned them to shag!'

'Oh, I don't think they minded.' Jack grinned.

'Why?'

'They were rather naked and asleep on the sofa earlier.'

'Well, Ben did moan he wasn't getting any.' Ianto laughed quietly.

'Wonder if they are awake.'

'Well, I can smell bacon.' Ianto smiled happily.

After a final kiss they got out of bed and slipped on their dressing gowns and followed their noses to the kitchen where they were met by piles of bacon, scrambled eggs and toast. No coffee however as neither of them had attempted to try and use the coffee machine.

'Morning.' Both Ben and Sandy greeted them at the same time.

'Breakfast?' Sandy continued.

'Looks great.' Jack replied as Ianto started to make the coffee.

'You didn't have to.' Ianto told them as he helped himself to a rasher of bacon.

'We wanted to thank you, for letting us stay the night.' Ben told them.

'I hope the sofa was comfy enough for you, I mean we've never found it otherwise.' Jack grinned.

The words. 'Oh god.' Escaped Sandy's lips as she realised they knew what they had done on the sofa and she turned a shade of pink that would give Ianto a run for his money.

Jack laughed. 'Hey, it's fine, don't even think about it.'

'And don't think we didn't notice you two disappear.' Ben added raising an eyebrow at Ianto, causing his to colour up too.

'That was Ianto's fault, he promised me something if i wore my jeans out last night.'

'Jack!' Ianto exclaimed, sometimes he really could slap him.

'Don't be daft.' Jack told.

'So, you're both coming to the wedding then?' Ianto asked changing the subject.

'With bells on mate.' Ben replied.

'Great. Only two weeks to go.' Ianto smiled.

'I have to buy myself a new dress.' Sandy said.

'Any excuse.' Added Ben. 'Anyway, we should go, we are meant to be visiting Sandy's grandparents today, with her parents. It's her granddads birthday.'

'We should get to work too, always busy on the weekend.' Ianto replied.

They saw Ben and Sandy out and went back to the kitchen to finish tidying up the breakfast things.

'I like Ben, and Sandy.' Jack told Ianto.

'Good, it's good to see Ben again after all this time, we were such good mates in college.'

'A friend out of Torchwood, always a good thing, helps keep life a little normal.'

'Normal? What's that?' Ianto laughed.

'This.' Jack told him as he pulled him into his arms and kissed him softly.

'We should get ready for work.' Ianto signed.

'Yeah. You go shower, I'll finish up here.'

They left the flat a little later and headed for the hub, when they entered they found the other three already there. Gwen told them they had fed the kitties and Janet, but Myfanwy seemed reluctant to eat. Ianto said she was fussy who fed her and went of to feed her himself.

TBC

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cherry-soup888.livejournal.com

mwahaha ben and sandy and the stilted foursome thereof I love it!
Can't believe you're going on holiday :( saaaad!
Have a loverly time if you must ;) x

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