The adventures of Tea-boy and Super Doc

Title: The adventures of Tea Boy and Super Doc (1/?)
Author: Voting Saxon
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: M
Characters/Pairing: Ianto/Owen mainly friendship (mentions of Ianto/Jack)
Spoilers: Season 1, some of Season 2 also
Summary: While Jacks away the boys play … well more like try not to be killed (by both aliens and each other)

A/N: This unbeta-ed and I hope this will evolve into a series. This is just the first chapter which sets the mood, it will be come more light heart but for now plenty of angsty fun. This is my first Torchwood fiction and if their a little OCC that my bad

Since Jack left, the Hub lacked its …warmth really. The playfulness and feeling of safeness was fleeting and team spirit was at an all time low. This was bad news for the Temp boss, Dr Owen Harper. He had to reluctantly except the job after Jacks went AWOL. As much as Owen resented it, he knew someone had to take control and seen, as he was second in command it was all down to him.

Owen had spent his first week as 'reluctant' boss, watching his teammates carefully; they were all handling Jack disappearance differently. Gwen was trying to move on the best she could, acting hard and tough as if she had everything under control. But Owen had occasionally caught her in moment were she looked willing to break. Toshiko was quieter and more fixated on her work, she rarely left her workstation and seemed to be only running on sheer will and the occasionally dose of coffee, supplied by Torchwoods number one tea boy. Speaking of the tea boy well….

Ianto was handling Jack departure the worst by far. He was never that close to the team, he was always distant and almost invisible, Jack was the one who spent the most time with Ianto. Without him Ianto seemed lost, he stays in the tourist office or the archives most the time, out of sight only seen when he's quietly handing out the coffee when its need. Owen also noticed he does an overwhelming amount of overtime, and seems tired than he usually is.

Just yesterday Owen found him at his desk, in what seemed to be the first sleep he got since jacks departure, which was noticeable by the dark rings under his eyes. His suit crumpled as his arms were sprawled out on the desk with his head leaded against one arm, Owen couldn't help but notice how young he looked, Owen never really notice that Ianto was the youngest but sometime it seemed to stick out, like now.

Owen had hoped to have a sort of team discussion to sort out there problems and such, but today proved to be overly hepatic, with about 3 weevils sighting and some reports of a purple thing in the woods, that ate two campers. So far 2 weevils were down and the last one seemed good at hiding, which was pissing Owen off. He'd sent Gwen and Tosh to deal with the last one, as he had given up on it. That left him with the purple alien, not sure how dangerous it could be he had enlisted the help of Ianto.

Hopefully there wouldn't be any causalities. As Owen pulled up towards the woods just near the outside of Cardiff, he checked to make sure he had all the equipment need and spared Ianto one glance. He knew for a fact that Ianto wasn't exactly experience in fieldwork, and on his last mission he was almost eaten by cannibals. Owen rolled his eyes hoping Ianto's aim had improved since he's shot at him. It had recently been raining and the sky was dim, and the ground was still very muddy, Owen grimaced, hoping he didn't fall in it.

"Great, I'm about to face a weird purple alien I know nothing about and to top it all off I have a tea boy for back up…" Owen muttered under his breath as he walked toward it, his gun held by his side. He wasn't sure whether Ianto had heard until he looked up to see the annoyed and slightly hurt face of his companion.

As they moved closer to the woods, Owen could feel the worry building up at the thought that he had no idea what he was doing, for all he knew the alien was immune to bullets. He swore under his breath when he heard some movement and saw Ianto freeze behind him looking round hastily.

A sound that seemed almost like a battle cry echoed out of the wood and Ianto jumped and moved closer to Owen, he lifted his gun and pointed it at everywhere he looked, trying to look professional as he did so. Owen lifted his own gun at the ready for an attack.

"What the hell was that?" Ianto said quietly and Owen just shrugged at him with a slight smirk much to Ianto annoyance.

"Not sure…why you scared?" He teased, Ianto looked as if he was about to reply when the sound of something heavy, maybe a tree, must of fell and Owen moved further toward the sound, gun at the ready. "Right I'm going to go straight to the source of those sounds, you hang back and cover me…oh and try not to get lost ok." He said in a patronizing tone as he walked quickly but discreetly toward the noise.

The further he got in he noticed a faint outline of what he believed to be the alien he was sent to kill. It had a human type of form, but with a hell of a lot of tentacle and some sharp teeth and was much taller than him. Owen hid behind a tree and slowly prepared his gun. In one swift movement he fired at the alien three times, and only two hit it, one in the middle tentacle and the other in what Owen presumed was a leg.

Now the alien seemed pissed as it trashed about and ran straight at Owen, who continued to fire, but soon ran out of ammo and had failed to deal the finishing shot.

"Ianto! Your Help you be much appreciated right about now," He yelled as he continued to back away from the screeching alien as it flailed it tentacles toward him. He heard several gunshots and one hit with succession right in it back and it cried out before turning round. Ianto stood there, gun shaking slightly in his unsteady hands as he fired a few more shots.

"It doesn't seem to be dying!" Ianto shouted firing the last of his ammo at the creature, before backing off himself.

"Maybe that because you're a crap shot mate, you almost hit me!" Owen moaned at Ianto who gave him an unamused look and tried to fire again but nothing came out Shit…I should have ammo somewhere Owensaid as he searched his person.

"Now is not the time to mock my rubbish aim, I'm not big on dying," Ianto moaned and threw his gun at the alien, whacking it right in the face, making it back off in pain, it swept on tentacle in rage toward Ianto, on stray tentacle flew out and hit Ianto on his right arm, cause Ianto to cry out.

Owen pulled a ammo out of his back pocket in triumph and smirked as he reloaded and made his way toward the distracted alien and jumped on its back, as it swung around in an attempt to shake the man off. Owen managed to get steady long enough to put the gun right to its head and fire. The creature stops in shock and threw him off before collapsing.

Owen flew right into Ianto landing on top of him, leaving them both sprawled in the wet mud. Owen looked at Ianto with a smirk, as he caught the breath that had been knocked out of him. Owen looked back at the lifeless form and smiled happily before getting of the younger man.

"Well, not that your throw-the-gun plan wasn't great, but how about using it to shoot bullets, a lot more effective" He said cockily, examining the alien that lay unconscious "Then again knowing your shot, probably best to throw the gun, more chance of doing damage."

"Weapons aren't my strong suit…plus there's nothing wrong with my aim, like I said before I was aiming for your shoulder," Ianto said dragging himself off the ground. He looked at his suit, which was now covered in thick mud and swore under his breath, the side of this blazer was ripped at the arm and blood was staining the shirt underneath thanks to the alien. All in all Ianto felt pretty worn out and was yearning for a shower.

"Course you did," Owen said not really paying attention and seemed rather fixated on the creature "Well we'd better load it up, would mind cutting it open and having a gander," He said off handedly before standing up and wiping his muddy hand on his equally muddy jeans. He looked at Ianto and his eyes were drawn to the wound on his arm. All insult were thrown aside as he slipped into doctor mode and moved close to Ianto and inspected his arm.

"Its not a deep cut, I'll bandage it up when we get to the hub, that way one of the girls can kiss it better for you," He told Ianto with a cocky grin. He felt droplets of water falling down Great that what we need Owen sighed as he looked at the creature "So how we gonna move this fella? The soon the better I'd rather no be dragging this thing around when its pissing it down," He said gesturing to the dead creature.

Ianto shrugged and leaned against a tree, taking a deep breath. He seemed rather tired and he closed his eyes for a few seconds. Owen gave him a questioning look, which Ianto chose to ignore as he walked other to the alien corpse.

"Ok, you grab one end and I'll get the other, it seem the easiest way," Ianto suggested as he leaned down and grabbed what he presumed was it shoulders and lift it, Owen followed suit and grabbed the legs and together they carried it slowly back to the SUV. Halfway there, it began to rain heavily and Owen let out a dramatic sigh

"Bloody Cardiff, I knew this place had it in for me," He said angrily as he picked up the pace, lugging the heavy alien seemed hard than it had originally looked. Ianto sighed at Owen complaint and they both continued their trek in silence, besides there heavy breathing.

By the time they had made it to the SUV, they were drenched, there shoes thick with mud and both were exhausted. Once the alien was stuffed in the trunk Owen unlocked the door and he could hear Ianto sigh.

"This is going to take hours to clean," He muttered as he tired to get as much mud off him as possible "I hope the girls had better lick that us," He said, sitting in the side seat, carefully and removing his now ruin suit jacket and throwing it in the back of the car.

Owen slipped in after him and stamped his muddy feet on the car floor, making as much mess as possible and then smirk at Ianto, who didn't seem to notice, much to Owens dismay. He was looking at the window with almost a sad look on his face.

"This is it now...isn't it?" Ianto said quietly, his voice breaking slightly "He's not coming back…" He said solemnly, and Owen was praying to whatever God exist that Ianto wouldn't cry. He was terrible with cry people, he tend to make it worse.

"Who knows, don't ask me to try and get inside the mind of Harkness, God knows why he went, where he went, who he went with. All I know is that he's a prat" Owen commented "Git left me in charge, something I will not forgive him for" He muttered

Ianto sighed and sat up straight, and in a compulsive habit he adjusted his tie.

"Well, we best get out of here before anyone shows up," Ianto said trying to change the subject. He hated when people saw him as weak, and having Owen see him in his moment of weakness wasn't exactly ideal.

"Shouldn't I be giving the orders, seen as I'm the temporary Jack?" Owen asked in slight amusement as he pulled out and head towards the road.

"Well you and jack both have some sort of permanent libedo," Ianto replied with a cheeky smile. Owen rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"But I'd never do an alien…. unless it was a particularly hot alien, that looked human," He speculated. He wasn't that much like Harkness…right?

As they arrived in the Hub, the girls were already there, sitting on the sofa and chatting away. All were unharmed minus a small cut on the top of Tosh head which Owen made a mental note to check out later.

As soon as they came into sight the girl stopped talking and stared at them, before bursting into laughter. It was rare nowadays to here this kind of laughter in the hub and if Owen was completely pissed off he might have been happy.

"What?" He asked in an unamused tone, and looked at Ianto he seemed equally confused.

"What on earth happened to you to?" Gwen said smiling at the both of them. It was hard not to. Owens hair was sticking up from the rain and he had mud on his face, jeans, shirt and shoes. Ianto had his soaking wet blazer on and he too was plastered in mud, even his tie had a fair share of mud on it.

"Well first we had to tackle a giant fuck of a alien, then we had to carry the thing too the car and oh yeah the wonderful Welsh weather," Owen shot back at them as he ran a hand through he hair and discarded his wet Jacket on the floor, and walked mud along the floor.

Ianto practically had a heart attack when he noticed the mess and quickly picked up Owens jack and gave the girls a quick smile before retreating to find a mop and get changed out of his wet clothing.

Owen rolled his eyes "I swear to God he has some form of OCD," He moaned as he sat down by the girl, soaking the sofa. Tosh laughed and Gwen grimaced as he shook himself off like a dog then gave the girls a smile that even Captain Jack Harkness himself would envy.

"Guess what?" He said to them both with the smile still plastered on his face "Since you laughed, you get to bring the alien in. Bosses orders." He said and leaned back into the sofa with a heavy sighed, only to be hit playfully by Tosh.

"Yeah right, not in this weather," Gwen said crossing her arms "I don't care if you're the boss, No way I'm going out there."

Before Owen could respond a towel came flying at his head and he pulled it off to see and smiling Ianto, who had changed into some spare clothes. He threw Owen some clothes as well as he retreated back into the Tourist office

"Hurry up and dry off, I'm tired of cleaning up after you, your messing the Hub up" Ianto called after as descend down stairs.

"Plus you smell like wet dog," Gwen commented with as she stood up, only to jump out the way as Owen tried to whip her with the towel

"You want to say that again?" He asked playfully standing up and ruffling his hair with the towel to dry off.

"I believe she said you smell like wet dog, and she has a point," Tosh said with a little smirk. Owen looked between them both.

"You have five second before I soak you both…" He warned and Tosh and Gwen leapt away from Owen who slowly began to chase them both, whipping the towel and hugging them with his wet clothing.

Ianto sighed from the tourist office trying to keep his attention on his paperwork; he had to cover up the deaths of those to campers, and come up with a convincing plan to hide what the weevils are.

He could hear the playful laugher from the girls and Owen and wished he could be a part of that, but he wasn't that type of person. At least he though he wasn't. Owen seemed more confident that Ianto, something he always lacked and Ianto envied the most. It was time like this he really missed Jack, his playful flirting and innuendos and that smile he gave that seemed to charm so many, including him.

He looked down at the wound on his arm that Owen had forgot to look at and sighed. Being forgotten was something he'd learnt to deal with from day one; he used to have Lisa back then. He would go down to the basement and talk with her, he would vent how he felt, and well, he felt loved. But Lisa was gone now…shot by his co-workers.

Sometime he couldn't help but feel like he was betraying Lisa by sleeping with her murderer. Her hated the idea that he was forgetting her, it seemed almost wrong that after all they had together he was thinking less and less of her by the day.

But he never really missed her, cause he had Jack. But now he was gone he missed them both and for the first time since Lisa had died, he felt truly alone and scared. He knew he was being silly but he couldn't help it.

He searched the office for a medical kit and bandaged up his arm before returning to work and attempting to forget about his problems and get to work.

Ok that was chapter 1, I know it not perfect but hey I tired. Let me know what you think, so review would be helpful.

Thanks

Voting Saxon