Disclaimer: Don't own Torchwood.
A/N: So, this will my Torchwood mpreg. The first chapter is pretty much the first two chapters of my sick!Jack story with a little added on. I'll be continuing soon. And I don't have a title, so this'll just be a working title.
If You Love Something…
It was a very quiet day at Torchwood. The monitors had been silent, and everyone was drinking coffee and talking. Everyone except Jack, that is. He had barely left his office all day; and it wasn't because he and Ianto were "weevil-hunting"... again. Ianto had only gone up once, and that was to bring up some coffee and a stack of papers. Jack was just sitting there at his desk, hunched over. He hadn't even sexually harrassed anyone today.
"Do you guys think somethings wrong with Jack?" Tosh asked
"Nah, he's probably just working on his latest plan of ambush for the tea-boy," Owen replied
Ianto didn't say anything, but his face was creased with worry. He had never known anything to be wrong with Jack, but something did seem to be off with his lover.
"Any weevil alerts Tosh?" Gwen asked
"Nothing," she replied, "completely quiet."
Suddenly, the door to Jack's office opened and he rushed out, running somewhere known only to him.
"Oi, where's the fire?" Owen asked
Jack didn't answer and Ianto got up and chased him to the bathroom, where Jack was getting sick.
"Jack!" Ianto exclaimed
He ran to his boyfriend's side and began rubbing his back in soothing circles. Jack sat back, panting.
"Cariad, what's wrong?" Ianto asked
"Don't know," he replied
"Do you want me to help you back to your office?" Ianto asked.
"I think I can make it," Jack said, "oh, and Ianto, please don't tell the others."
"I won't sir." he replied
Ianto went back to the gossip circle.
"Is he alright?" Gwen asked.
"He's fine. He just forgot to get something," Ianto said, mentally slapping himself for the lame excuse.
Jack walked back up to his office, trying to maintain his usual swagger, but not coming on well. Luckily, none of the team noticed. He went back to his office and resumed his former position. The rest of the team resumed their work as per the norm, except for Ianto checking on Jack more than usual. Eventually, Jack came down and laid on the couch. Owen gave him a strange look, but said nothing.
"Sir, wouldn't you be more comfortable in your own bed?" Ianto asked.
"Too hot," Jack sort of explained, "will you lie down with me?"
"Well, I have some work to do sir," Ianto said, while Jack gave him a pouty face, "well, if you insist."
Ianto got on the couch behind Jack. Jack snuggled into his chest and quickly fell asleep, Ianto soon after.
They woke up a few hours later to find the usual work being done around them.
"Sir, are you feeling better?" Ianto asked.
"Not particularly," Jack replied
Dinner's here! Meat feast!" Owen yelled.
Jack bolted when the smell of the pizza hit him. Ianto followed, repeating the same process as earlier, but Jack chose to stay behind when he went back.
"What's up with him?" Owen asked.
"Avoiding a call from UNIT," Ianto answered, snagging a piece of pizza.
Just as Jack came in, the weevil alert went off.
"It's in the parking garage again." Gwen said.
"What is it with that place?" Owen asked.
"You four go get the weevil, I'll get the cell ready," Jack said.
They took his order without question, and sped off in the SUV.
Jack knew he hadn't much time, so he went down to the medical bay and stuck his hand on a scanner. It took readings, but it was taking forever to process them. He sat down, as he was beginning to feel tired and nauseous again. After about ten minutes, the results came in.
'Incomplete data,' the screen read.
"Fuck!" Jack swore.
He put his hand back on the scanner and then left it to go get some files so it would look like he was doing something. The door to the hub opened when the scan was only halfway finished. He forgot about it and rushed down to the cells, Ianto following with a struggling weevil.
"Harkness!" Owen called, "why is the medical scanner on?"
Jack's eyes widened comically, which Ianto noticed and sprinted up to the med-bay before his captain could stop him. The scan was just finishing up when he met the rest of the team there. The screen displayed an x-ray of Jack's abdomen and displayed the word 'Pregnant,' among other statistics.
"Jack! Is there something you haven't told us?" Gwen asked.
Jack came trudging into the room. It was honesty time. Well, a small bit of honesty. He was Captain Jack Harkness, after all.
"I've been pregnant before," he said, "but he died a few days after he was born."
You wouldn't if you looked at him, but buried in his eyes was pain and suffering from numerous things he never talked about. Jack felt an arm around his shoulder. It was Ianto.
"And this time?" he asked.
Jack turned and fled to his office, Ianto following close behind.
"Cariad, wait!"
Jack didn't stop and Ianto followed him up to his office.
"Jack…is it mine?" Ianto asked.
"…Yes." Jack said, "Ianto, I'm so sorry! I should've told you! I-"
"Jack. Calm down," the Welshman said, as Jack was starting to cry.
"But, I didn't tell you. I was stupid and—"
"Jack, it's alright," Ianto replied, "I'm not upset. I'm going to call Owen up to look at you. Alright?"