Just a Quick Author's note: This is my first ever fic. I have no idea what I'm doing, I wrote most of this in Statistics and PolySy last year because I was bored. I am not a writer and I don't know if this will be good or how long/far it will go, but I hope whoever reads it will like it! I have a few chapters saved up, but I'm still writing. Since I'm not a writer, I probably won't be able to update as frequently as most fics. For that I'm sorry. OH! And I own nothing (I always see people write that so I guess I should too, right?) Okay, that's it! Thanks guys. I hope you enjoy! :D
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Chapter 1: The Coffee Maker
Ianto was cleaning the coffee maker in the hub of Torchwood. He was in shock and still trying to figure out what had happened earlier in the day. His girlfriend, Lisa, had gone all cyberman on the group and tried to kill them. He was heartbroken over her death, but he also could not bring himself to be mad at Jack for shooting her. Ianto was surprised to find that what he was feeling most wasn't grief, but rather relief. Not because he didn't love Lisa, because he did, but it was a relief he didn't have to hide Lisa in the basement anymore. He was having trouble figuring out why the relief was so strong though. Shouldn't he be more sad than relieved right now? He just kept telling himself that it was because he didn't have to hide her.
Since he was so deep in thought, he hadn't heard Jack sneak up on him. He all but jumped out of his skin when Jack spoke,
-"I'm sorry I had to shoot her. I really am. And I'm sorry I tried making you choose between her and us. I shouldn't have put you in that position." Ianto turned to look at Jack. He was surprised to see that for once, he genuinely looked sorry, no hint of sarcasm or flirt in his face or tone.
-"I…I think I should be the one to apologize. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I just really wanted to try and help her. I loved her." Jack sat down on the counter and leaned forward. He put his hand on Ianto's shoulder and said,
-"I know, Ianto, I now. She's better now though."
Somewhere along the way, Ianto had started crying, "I know" was all he managed to say in response. He was so happy Jack wasn't mad at him for compromising the safety of not only himself, but Owen, Jack, Tosh, and Gwen as well. Jack leaned even closer and wiped the tears away from Ianto's cheek.
-"You're gonna be better now, too. You're going to be okay." He said reassuringly. He pulled Ianto in for a tight hug. Ianto let Jack hold him as he cried some more. As he stopped, he pulled away to get back to work, but Jack would have none of that. He didn't let go.
-"You're always here so late. But not tonight. Take the rest of the night off. Go home and try to relax." He kissed his forehead and gave him one more tight, comforting, hug before letting him go and walking away. Ianto was left feeling even more confused than he was before. But he realized he was confused for a completely different reason than before. Why did Jack always make him feel so safe and comforted? Why was it that, when he should be feeling so horrible, he wasn't? He wasn't sure if he even wanted to feel this way. Ianto knew one thing though. He knew that nothing would ever happen between them; Jack was their leader and could get anyone he wanted. Ianto was just the coffee maker who had caused them all to almost die this afternoon.