Title:
T'was the night before Christmas and Jack's in the dog houseFandom's: Torchwood/Doctor Who
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, John/Tosh, Rhys/Donna, Doctor, Isabella, James, Owen, Tom/Martha and Andy/Kathy
Summary: "Daddy killed Santa" Yep, just another typical Torchwood Christmas.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, I do own Bell and James
Author Note: Set in my James/Bell world. The second part will be up on Friday.
Chapter 1
Jack would like to go on record that it is not completely his fault, John, Owen and his own son James played a big role in creating all this mess.
It all started out so innocently, the holiday spirit was in the air and Jack was determined to get Ianto under the mistletoe.
Bell his precious little angel was full of the Christmas spirit; she had helped her tad and Donna decorate the hub and was seem in the kitchen helping Rhys bake.
And Jack could not deny how adorable she looked in her little Santa hat and her reindeer atlantes headband.
Only thing wrong with this picture and that was his son James, his little boy just didn't seem to care all that much about Christmas.
Jack has no doubt that John and Owen are behind his son suddenly lack of Christmas joy.
If he had it his way those two would be far away from his children, but no, James and Bell adore their uncles and since Tosh is married to John and she is Ianto best friend, he there is no doubt that he is stuck with John.
Damn it.
James even refused to write a letter to Santa and to even go see Santa at the mall.
When Jack went to talk about this with his son that is when all the trouble began.
At six years old James Alexander Harkness-Jones was a mini Captain Jack Harkness-Jones in every way, he is a born trouble maker; he is giving both his fathers grey hair.
James rolled his eyes as he found another Christmas special. "Come on isn't there anything else on?" He complained.
"I remember last year you loved watching Frosty." Jack voice spoke up as he joined his son on the couch.
James sent his dad a purely Ianto look. "Dad I was five last year. I enjoyed the kiddie stuff back then."
"You're sister is six and she still loves watching all these specials." Jack reminded his son.
"Bell also believes in fairies and unicorns." James missed his dad shutter at the mention of fairies.
"Are you too old to go see Santa Claus?" Jack asked.
"Dad, Santa is a pervert." James said bluntly.
Jack could only stare slack jaw at his son.
Seeing he had his dad attention James continued speaking. "Think about it, he has kids either writes him letters giving him their address or come visit him and sit on his lap while whispering in his ear what they want. Also he watches us all the time, even when were sleeping. Trust me dad, Santa is not to be trusted." James patted his dad on his shoulder before hoping off the couch in search of his Uncle John.
Jack stared blankly at the wall, James words running through out his head.
Ianto was worried Jack seemed to be on edge. "Cariad is everything alright?" Ianto asked their husband as they climbed into bed, usually by now Jack would be making Ianto moan.
Jack blinked at his husband. "Huh, oh I'm fine." He murmured.
Ianto raised an eyebrow. "Really, because here I stand half naked and you aren't trying to ravish me," He told his husband.
Jack blinked finally notice the bare flesh Ianto was sporting and realized that he was right.
He was missing out on a naked Ianto time. Tossing aside his shirt with a growl, Jack pounced on his husband.
Ianto laughter filled the air as his Jack returned.
Jack forgot all about James thoughts about Santa as he set out to do as Ianto asked him, and ravished his husband.
Ianto watched Jack closely as they got the children ready to go to the mall, something was bothering his husband, but he just doesn't know what.
"Taddy, is it time to go see Santa yet?" Bell asked tugging on Ianto sleeve.
Ianto couldn't help but smile at his daughter, she looked so hopeful about seeing Santa today.
"Yes, sweetheart, we will be seeing Santa today." He promised his little girl.
Bell beamed at her tad before calling happily to her dad and twin. "Daddy, James we're going to see Santa. So hurry up." She ordered.
Ianto couldn't help but laugh his daughter sounded like Tosh and Donna at that moment.
Jack shuttered at Bell tone, he did not want his daughter to turn out to be a mixture of Donna and Tosh.
They scared him.
Even James knew that it was not safe to mess with Bell when she got that tone in her voice.
Dutiful James and Jack dragged themselves over to join Ianto and Bell, who had her arms crossed and tapping her black and purple boots. "What took you so long, Santa won't wait for us forever." Bell informed her dad and brother.
Ianto hide his laugh in a cough as Jack and James did as the little princess commanded, Ianto has never seen Jack move so fast unless there was the promise of sex.
Bell beamed up at her tad, holding out her arms wanting to be carried, Ianto could never deny his little girl anything lifted her up and carried her out to where Jack and James were waiting.
Upon reaching the mall the twins were both in different states of minds.
Bell was vibrating with excitement and was bouncing on her toes.
James it seemed could careless.
Jack knew he was in trouble when his baby girl turned her blue eyes up on him. "Daddy will you take me to see Santa, now?" She pleaded tugging on his sleeve.
Ianto knew the moment that Jack caved, their little girl had Jack wrapped around her little finger. 'Well Jack and a certain time lord.' Ianto smothered a grin at how easily the Doctor caves to six year old little girl.
Ianto looked down at his son. "Do you want to go see Santa or do you want to go shopping with me?" He asked his son.
"I'm too mature to go see Santa, so I might as well get the shopping done." James took his tad hand.
They made plans where to meet up, after visiting Santa, Jack would take Bell shopping so they could get gifts for Ianto and James.
Jack had almost forgotten his conversation with James, but standing in line with Bell, it was returning.
His eyes narrowed as he watched child after child sat on Santa lap, and the more he thought about the more the over protective father in him was stirring.
There is no way that his little girl was sitting on that perverts lap.
A firm tug on his arm broke him from his thoughts as Bell began tugging him towards Santa, it would seem that it was Bell turn.
Not going to happen.
Too bad Bell had a different idea, tired of her dad not moving Bell released his hand and ran up to Santa.
"Ho, ho, ho, little girl," Santa greeted to Bell,
Santa reached for Bell and no one expected what happened next.
Seeing Santa reaching for his little angel, his mind repeating James words over and over again, something snapped in Jack.
Poor Santa never stood a chance against the seasoned leader of Torchwood three and extremely over protective father.
A single right hook knocked Santa out.
Satisfied that he kept his daughter and other children safe, Jack turned back to his little girl.
Jack knew he had done something wrong as his precious little girl's eyes welded up with tears, "Bell, baby what's wrong?" Jack asked moving towards his upset daughter.
Bell let out a tearful cry, "Daddy, you killed Santa."