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A/N: Sorry this took so long to put up, I couldn't decide what Jack had. I just made something up. I will be writing a Janto mpreg, because everybody, on here and off, seems to want one badly. I'm going to split these apart and change abit in the second chapter and write another story that starts like this one, but turns into an mpreg. Basically, the story will have two different outcomes. I'll try to get it up (lol!) sometime this week, but if you followed any of my other stories, you know I'm not great at keeping to a schedule. So, I was talking to John the other day, and we were discussing homophobia and bullying because of sexual orientation. I just want to say that if you are homophobic (well, you probably wouldn't be reading this), but, think about how the other person feels. The person that you hate just because they like the same sex is going to have a rough enough road ahead. Think about that. If you read this sentence, tell me who your favorite Torchwood character is. And Ianto and Jack are almost exactly the same size, but when I think about them, I just picture Ianto as bigger. This chapter is dedicated to socalrose.
Chem: I wanted to see how you'd react. And I enjoy making you wait to read it. *evil laugh*
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What's Wrong With the Captain Chapter 3
Ianto caught the smaller man before he hit the ground.
"Jack!" Tosh yelled
Ianto picked his boyfriend up bridal style. Jack;s eyes fluttered open.
"Ianto," he said, "what happened?"
"You passed out," he replied.
"Captain Jack doesn't faint," Jack said.
"Clearly, you do," Owen interjected, being a wise ass (as usual.)
"Although, if it gets you to hold me like this," Jack said to Ianto, "maybe I should more often."
Ianto rolled his eyes and carried Jack to his bed, Owen following.
"I don't want to be examined," Jack whined
"Too bad. You have to," Owen replied
"Get off Owen!" Jack yelled.
"Jack, please let Owen look over you," Ianto said, "for me? It would put my mind at ease."
Jack consented and Owen gave him a quick check-up.
"Well Jack, you've really done it this time," Owen said, "you have amengitis."
"Where could you have picked that up?" Ianto asked.
"I'm not sure," he replied.
"Harkness, if you want to get better, you need to actually do as I tell you."
"Got it, Captain Harper," Jack said sarcastically.
Ianto gave him a playful smack on the side of the head.
"Hey!" Jack exclaimed, "that hurt! I'm a sick man!"
Ianto rolled his eyes while Owen mumbled, "you are a sick man."
"Anyways, Jack, you need to stay off your feet. No missions, get sleep, drink fluids." he said, "things you should normally do, but are too busy shagging Teaboy to remember. I'm going to go get some medicine. I'll be right back."
"What's wrong with him?" Gwen asked, as soon as Owen emerged from the room.
"He's got a case of amengitis," he replied
"He is not going to like that," Tosh said, "have you given him the injection yet?"
"I'm going to get it." Owen said.
"Ianto, hold me. I'm dying," Jack whined.
"You're not dying," Ianto replied, rolling his eyes, "you have a small case of amengitis."
Nonetheless, he sat down on the bed, took Jack's head in his lap, and began stroking his hair. Owen walked back in.
"Oi, you two are like rabbits!" he exclaimed
"Then maybe next time you come up, you can bring some carrots," Jack replied, while thinking, just because you can't get laid, don't take it out on us.
Owen pulled out a syringe with a small amount of liquid in it. Jack visibly paled.
"Is that for me?" he asked
"Of course it's for you," Owen said, "who else would it be for?"
"Ianto maybe," Jack said, hiding behind the man in question, "don't you have a pill or something?"
""Oh, this is rich!" Owen said, "the great Captain, afraid of a little needle!"
"It's not little!" Jack insisted, pushing Ianto forward.
'Help me!' Owen mouthed to Ianto.
Ianto rolled his eyes once again.
"Jack, cariad," Ianto said, walking over to him and taking his hand, "I was thinking that after you get your medicine, you can slip on some pajamas and get into bed, I could come in, and maybe we could watch a movie."
When he had Jack's complete attention, he motioned for Owen to go. Owen jabbed the needle into Jack's arm before he had a chance to resist.
"Ouch!" Jack cried with tears in his eyes, "Yan, how could you let him do that to me?"
"I'm sorry sir," Ianto replied, "but you needed your medication."
"Can we still watch a movie?" Jack asked
"Of course," Ianto said, "put on some jim-jams and pick one."
After Jack left, Owen went up to Ianto.
"I mixed in a small bit of sedative, so he should be asleep within thirty minutes," Owen said.
"Thank you Owen."
A/N: I think my author's notes are longer than the story. Sorry bout that. Anyway, R&R please!