Title: Jack and Ianto private archives, season 1.
Chapter 1: Pondering about the use of chocolate in pterodactyl hunting.
POV: From Jack's point of view.
Characters: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones and Myfanwy
Rating: Mostly PG-13 with some NC-17 latter on…
Summary: Everything began with some chocolate, a pterodactyl and a nice coat. Some very good hot coffee was involved too, if I got it right…
Warning: That's a Jack/Ianto story of epic proportion, nearly ended in its French version, I'm willing to turn it into English (And I'm also willing to accept any help, for it) Even if I stick to the canon, it's a complete different story running alongside what you watched on TV. Oh, and it's a fix it story of course!
Disclaimer: I'm not making any money out of this, I'm just doing it for fun and because I love them, as you do.
Beta : still looking for one, any volunteers ?
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Jack got instantly back to his feet, not knowing what he was to do with what just happened and even more with what didn't… one minute he was laying down on his back with a gorgeous young man on top of him and he was finally ready to give up and let him got is way with him… and the next, the guy was dashing away
"I should go" he had said,
What the hell, thought jack.
"First thing in the morning" he shouted at the young man leaving him with a frustrating bulge in his pant.
"Love the suit, by the way" he added, when he realized that the kid wasn't going to turn back.
Jack shrugged towards the pterodactyl lying next to him
"So, it seems that's just you and me…"
That thing was going to be heavy. And there was no way it would ever get into the back of the SUV. Of course, he could always change his mind and shoot it into pieces. Yep! But, no! There was something about the beast, some kind of partnership? After all, they were both lost and out of their time. And a dinosaur that fancied chocolate, that was something! Speaking, or thinking of Chocolate, how did Jones happen to know that? Okay, Jack could follow with Mister Jones having a rift activity detector… But, that chocolate thing. Didn't he hear him saying that he knew it? What was that all about?
"Okay, you and me are going to have a nice little chat about our young friend, what do you say?"
Saying that, Jack went to the SUV and came back with a sheet and some tape… then wrapped the pterodactyl's wings carefully around its body. They didn't look like if they'd been damaged from the harsh landing. He rolled the beast in the sheet, and secured it with the tape. He also secured the beak, with some of it, as he had left the head out, and he had no idea how long his drugs were going to last. Never had the chance to try it on a dinosaur before!
At least you would expect that driving around with a pterodactyl on the top of your car could be a problem? Nope! No more in Cardiff than in Sunnydale! Was this because of some sort of denying, or was it just because people were used seeing anything by now…?
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Jack had put the pterodactyl into a little room with a nice view at the top of the main part of the hub. It was just closed by an energy field, he could control with his wrist band… It would be funny to send the dinosaur after Owen, Jack thought while he was throwing some pieces of meat to his knew friend. The lady, yes it was a she, caught and ate the meat as if it was perfectly normal to her…? It looked really as if it was used to human company, not that she could have met a lot of them in her time…? Some lost time travelers maybe…? The odds were…very low.
Jack had checked it. Two months ago, Ianto Jones was working at Canary Wharf; he was one of the very few survivors of the disaster. After that, he had just vanished into thin air. No address, no work, nothing until that night in that Cardiff Park. There was no way he had spent two month taming a pterodactyl to hand it to Jack. Even more knowing the fact that for what the man knew of Torchwood, Jack was going to kill it. If not on the spot, at least after studying it… It wasn't making any senses. But so was Jack trying to understand, after all and most of Canary Wharf survivors were under psychiatric control. It was probably useless to try and make any sense out of Jones' behavior…
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During that time Jack used to have breakfast whenever he got the chance to, at the Starbucks nearby. It was pretty much the only normal thing in his life. And he wasn't really surprise to find Mister Jones standing in front of their office door when he made his way back to the hub. No hot magical coffee out of nowhere, however, this time. Just Mister Jones looking very good in his three part suit. He looked confident, or at least he tried to, but it didn't last long.
"Good morning Sir… eh… Captain"
Jack answered with a large grin, and invited him into the Hub.
"About what happened last night… I'm really sorry… I really don't understand…." Ianto tried to explain.
"Really? From where I'm standing it looked pretty much like harassment, you know?"
"I'm really sorry…"
"As for me: sorry and frustrated" cut Jack in, checking him openly out and adding with a grin
"You should have stayed"
Jack didn't quite manage to read the glare on Ianto's face.
They reached the main Hub and Jack looked for Ianto's reaction. Of course he stayed on the spot, gaping at the place for a moment. Jack grinned
"So? What do you say?" Jack asked.
"What happened? Was there an earthquake while I was sleeping or do you have Weevils working here?" Ianto remarked dryly as he examined the mess around him.
It wasn't exactly what Jack had expected, but after all, Ianto was already Torchwood and had been in the crossfire between Daleks and Cybermen. Still Jack couldn't help feeling a bit hurt or disappointed more like.
"You were the one to propose yourself as a butler!" Jack answered with a big large grin "But if the signs of a slightly busy week frighten you, I'm afraid you're not the man I need."
"With a bit of organization, nothing's impossible as you might find out… I like a challenge and that's one challenge indeed!"
Ianto was fun and Jack was beginning to enjoy that little game.
Jack gave his new employee the grand tour of the place, from the cells up to the autopsy bay and right down into the vaults. Jones' facial expression remained unaffected during the whole of it but when he suddenly found himself being confronted with the archives, he couldn't stop himself.
"Now I know why you wanted me to sign my contract in the first place..."
"I thought you said you liked a challenge?" said Jack amused.
"Talking about challenge, let me show you where I put our new guest." as Jack said that, he stopped to pick up two chocolate sticks he had left there earlier, on purpose of course, and gave them to Ianto
"You know, I never thought I would ever meet a tamed dinosaur, I mean outside of the Flintstones, What's her name by the way, I guess she already has one?" Jack had stopped watch Ianto's reactions; the other man was stunned
"You should take it. It looks like you'll have to make things right with her and chocolate seems to be the most direct way to her heart! Incredible what she would do for a piece of it."
Jack showed Ianto the door to what was going to be the pterodactyl's new nest. Ianto took the chocolate and got inside. He crouched near the awakening dinosaur, fed her the chocolate piece by piece and talked to her gently in Welsh as he stroked the spot where the beak met its eyes. Then he threw Jack a very miserable look.
"Myfanwy, her name is Myfanwy." He sighed deeply.
"Myfanwy has been here for a while now. She was tiny when I found her. I used to come feeding her after school and trained her to do all kind of tricks, she is very smart you know." Ianto said in a whisper.
"I bet you didn't take it with you to London?" asked Jack.
"Of course, not! She was already big enough to survive on her own."
Jack was beginning to feel very upset, and started to wonder whether he should rather take Ianto to a psychiatry or simply retcon him. He suspected that retcon wouldn't be of any use in this case; it looked pretty much like his problems had begun long before Canary Wharf.
"I know what you're thinking, but she would never hurt anyone, she feeds mainly on fish"
"How, can you be so sure of it?" asked Jack kindly.
"Cause I tagged her and monitored her flying patterns." Ianto answered simply as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He got up to his feet and turned to face Jack "I needed that job, and you wouldn't listen." he concluded with a sad sight.
To be continued…
