_stolendreams_ (_stolendreams_) wrote,
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Solace - Jack/Ianto PG

Yep. I did it again. I was working on a longer story that seems to have derailed and headed in entirely the wrong direction. I am going to sort it out, honestly, but I got a little distracted by last nights episode and this happened instead. Plus everyone was much happier in the other story, I'm not happy right now. If I don't get to be happy then neither do they, after all it's my head they're running about in at the moment.

Title: Solace
Author: _stolendreams_
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG but it only earns that because of very vague suicide references
Summary: Post Out of Time, Jack returns with the car
Spoilers: Out of Time, implied ones for that scene at the end of They Keep Killing Suzie that killed so many bats ;)
Authors Notes: It's slash but very mild slash, in fact if you want you could read it as friendship.

Ianto has to wait all night for Jack to come back with his car. He could just get a taxi home easily, but something tells him he's going to be needed. He doesn't know what exactly, maybe it's the fact that he's called Jack twice and got only his voicemail, or possibly the fact that the tracker shows his car hasn't moved once, but whatever it is he finds himself sitting in front of the computer screen all night waiting for the car to move.

Hours later it finally does and he sits and watches silently as it makes its way back towards the Hub. By the time Jack is parking it Ianto is waiting behind the reception desk. Ianto wants to be angry. He wants to ask why Jack didn't call and if his car is even in one piece and didn't he even care that Ianto might have needed to be somewhere tonight, only when Jack walks through the door alone the questions evaporate.

"Where's John?" he asks.

Jack looks at him with such pain in his eyes that Ianto almost cries for him. "He killed himself. He's gone."

"And you?"

"I came back," Jack says.

The desolation and the pain has always been there, under the surface, Ianto is sure of that, but he's never seen it so clearly before. Now, in the face of it, he forgets that they are in the reception area where anyone could walk in, he forgets that he was angry with Jack, none of it seems important. Instead he steps around the counter and enfolds Jack in his arms. For a moment Jack doesn't move, and then his head comes to rest on Ianto's shoulder and he clings to the back of his suit jacket with desperation Ianto hasn't felt before from Jack. Ianto has a thousand questions, but none of them seem important, so he stays quiet. Jack is silent, doesn't cry, doesn't speak, just clings to Ianto as though he's the only thing keeping him from falling apart and Ianto thinks that maybe that's exactly what he is.
Tags: fandom: torchwood, fic, fic: slash, jack/ianto
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