Hi everyone, how's it going??? Here's chapter four as promised I hope you enjoyed it. I wanted to thank everyone who has reviewed or added my stories to alerts and favourites, it really makes me want to keep writing so thank you so much :).
I chose Pirates of the Caribbean as the movie for two reasons. Firstly since it's one of my favourite trilogies of all time and secondly for reasons that will become apparent in the later chapters. I know all three of them have been out for quite a while now but I've said that the third one will be out in a few months. Like I said before, you'll understand why later on. Anyway here we go.
Warning there are some scary scenes ahead.
Big thanks go to my lovely beta Socalrose who always works so hard for me.
Nightmares, Emails and Pirates
The group sat together at dinner as per usual. Angela introduced Morghan and Ray and told the guys the news about her and Tosh. Everyone was of course happy for them and more than happy to have Morghan and Ray join the group.
After dinner they all headed back to the guys dorm to watch Pirates of the Caribbean, deciding that they'd have to have another movie night soon to watch the second one since the third one was going to be out in a couple of months.
The guys had spread blankets and pillows out on the floor (and Ianto had announced that before the next movie night they were going to invest in some bean bags) so the group spread themselves out over the couches as well as the floor and as soon as they were comfortable and had adequate drinks and munchies Jack started the movie. Angela and Tosh had taken up the single-seater couch together while Martha was seated in front of them leaning against their legs.
Rhys, Theodore, Tom and Mickey had taken to the floor along with Morghan and Ray, Tom as close to Martha as he could get without looking suspicious, Theodore doing the same with Ray. Jack, Ianto, Temperance and Seeley had taken up the four-seater couch while Katie, Owen and Elena squeezed into the two-seater together.
All in all it was a good set up, everyone was comfortable and close to the objects of their affection. Elena hadn't taken her eyes off Morghan all night and Owen hadn't failed to notice, just like Elena hadn't failed to notice the attention her brother was paying to Katie. As the movie was starting, Elena turned to Owen and whispered.
"So when are you going to ask her out?"
"I was about to ask you the same question?" Owen replied.
The twins grinned at each other. "They are lovely aren't they?" Elena asked quietly.
"They certainly are. Morghan seems nice, are you going to do anything with your attraction?" Owen asked.
Elena shrugged. "I want to; I just don't know if she'd reciprocate."
"There's only one way to find out," Owen replied.
"What about you?" Elena asked. "Katie's really sweet and I can tell you're completely taken with her."
Owen smiled at his sister for a moment before turning to Katie and whispering in her ear.
Elena watched as a smile spread across Katie's lovely features and she nodded to him in reply.
Owen smiled back and reached for her hand sliding his fingers through hers and gripping it gently. Katie smiled shyly at him for a moment longer before moving to lean her head on his shoulder. Owen raised an eyebrow at his sister before resting his head gently against Katie's.
Elena raised her glass slightly in toast to her brother before turning her attention back to the movie, just in time to see Jack Sparrow arrive on his sinking boat.
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It was halfway through the movie when Ianto noticed that it was starting to get cold. He watched as the rest of the group moved closer together without even realizing they were doing it and smiled. They were a lovely group of people and he was so glad they'd all come together in the end. He hadn't missed the way Elena's eyes had been trained almost constantly on Morghan since they'd all arrived at dinner that night, or the way Tom and Theodore had zoned in on Martha and Ray. It was completely obvious to him that Seeley was completely taken with Temperance and there was no way he could have missed Katie and Owen getting together at the start of the movie. Tosh and Angela were happy together, Rhys and Mickey seemed to be enjoying single life, so that only really left him and Jack. As much as Ianto would like to believe that Jack was interested, particularly given the Canadian's recent behaviour toward him, Ianto couldn't push aside the nagging voice in his head that told him there was no way Jack could ever want him.
He sighed internally, his mental voice was probably right. Jack was perfect, what could the Canadian possibly see in him?
"Are you cold, Ianto?" Jack's voice broke through his thoughts.
"Yeah, I was thinking about going to get a blanket, until I remembered that they're all out here on the floor." Ianto replied.
He heard Jack chuckle quietly before the Canadian's arm slipped around him; pulling him close to Jack's remarkably warm body. The Canadian's hand began to glide up and down Ianto's arm and he immediately felt warmer (although that could have something to do with the blush that Ianto would bet was currently big enough to reach all the way to his feet).
"Better?" he heard Jack ask.
"Yeah," Ianto replied, extremely grateful that his voice didn't shake as he said it.
"Good," Jack replied quietly before turning his attention back to the movie.
Ianto tried his best to concentrate on the movie, but most of his attention was focused on how good it felt to be close to Jack like this. Did it mean anything or was Jack just being nice to the poor cold Welsh kid? Ianto yearned to lean his face against Jack's shoulder and get lost in the other man's wonderful scent, but if Jack was just being nice it could ruin the friendship that was building up between them and Ianto didn't like the thought of that.
So he stayed where he was; happy to be pressed up against Jack's marvelous body, feeling the Canadian's hand gently stroking his arm.
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Back in their dorm after the movie was over, the girls bid each other goodnight before retiring to their rooms to sleep. Morghan slipped into bed and allowed her mind to drift to Elena. She was so beautiful with the alabaster skin, the bright blue eyes, the long, straight, black hair and that accent… Morghan sighed. There had been times that night when she could have sworn Elena was looking at her, but every time she turned to look at the young Russian her bright blue eyes were focused on the TV.
Morghan wondered what it would be like to hold her and kiss her and it was with these thoughts that she eventually drifted off to sleep. She wasn't sure how much later it was when she woke up to the sound of the door to her cupboard opening. She saw Ray slip in to her room before shutting the door quietly behind her. She watched as the other girl made her way over to Morghan's bed and slipped in beside her.
"Hey" she greeted quietly as Ray slid over to cuddle up to her.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," Ray mumbled.
"That's okay, you know I don't mind," Morghan replied leaning up on her elbow to study the other girl. "What's wrong?" she asked.
Ray looked down. "Had a bad dream," she replied softly.
"What about?" Morghan asked.
"The last day I saw you before my parents moved us away, having to say goodbye." Ray looked back up at her and Morghan could see the tears sparkling in the taller girl's dark brown eyes.
She cast Ray an understanding look before lying back down and pulling the taller girl into her arms. "It's okay I'm here, those horrible six months are over," she whispered, gently stroking the other girl's hair.
"I missed you so much," Ray whispered.
"I missed you more," Morghan replied eliciting a chuckle from her friend.
"Did not," Ray retorted causing Morghan to chuckle back.
Morghan sighed. "We're so grown up,"
"Who wants to be grown up?" Ray argued.
"Good point." Morghan conceded.
They cuddled up together in silence for a few moments before Ray said.
"You know I think that Elena girl likes you, she barely took her eyes off you all night."
"Really?" Morghan's eyes lit up. "Do you think so?"
Ray laughed at her quietly. "Gee, I wonder if you like her," she replied sarcastically.
"Well what do you expect she's gorgeous," Morghan countered. "Besides, I think that Theodore boy has a thing for you."
Ray went silent for a moment. "Really?"
"Yeah really, what do you think of him?"
Ray shrugged. "We talked a bit at dinner, he seems really nice and he's cute."
Morghan nodded. "That he is. Are you going to do anything about it?"
"I'm not sure, do you think I should I mean I haven't dated anyone since asshole?"
Morghan laughed. "I don't see why not he seems nice enough."
"What about you?" Ray asked.
"I don't know mine's not so clear cut. If you ask him out the worst he can do is say no. If I ask Elena and she turns out to be straight…" Morghan trailed off.
"I don't think she'd be mean about it. She seemed happy for Angela and Tosh this afternoon and she doesn't seem at all phased about Ianto and Jack," Ray reasoned.
"Yeah, are they together or what?" Morghan asked.
"I asked Angela earlier and she said no but everyone's expecting it to happen." Ray replied.
"That's nice for them, I think they'd make a cute couple," Morghan said wistfully.
"Yeah so do I," Ray replied. "I think you and Elena would too, you should give it a shot."
Morghan grinned. "Maybe I will." She leant forward and gave Ray a gentle kiss on the top of her head. "Now go to sleep, we need to be up in a few hours."
They both moved around a little until they were comfortable before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms. It was good to be back at school.
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Ianto had helped the others get everything packed up before retiring to his room for the night. As he slipped into bed his mind wandered back to the couch and how good it had felt to be pressed up against Jack's gorgeous body. Images of Jack naked and moaning came unbidden into Ianto's mind and he had to bite his lip to keep a very loud groan from escaping.
Jack was so damn beautiful; Ianto wanted him more than he'd ever wanted anyone or anything. In his mind he imagined what would have happened earlier that evening if he'd just tilted Jack's face down to his and kissed the beautiful Canadian long and hard. He imagined how Jack would have kissed him back with the same amount of force and their tongues would have ended up in a battle for dominance. Jack would have won in the end, but only because Ianto had let him, and they would have kissed each other into happy oblivion.
A knock on his door made him jump slightly and he opened his eyes wondering who it could possibly be. The knock sounded again and it was only then that Ianto realized it was his cupboard door not the main door, meaning the person on the other side of the door could only be Jack.
"Come in," he called quietly.
He watched Jack slip into the room, clad only in a pair of boxer shorts and shut the door quietly behind him. He sat up as Jack came closer to the bed and looked at the other boy curiously.
"What's wrong, Jack?" he asked barely above a whisper.
Jack stopped at the side of the bed and looked down at him, his face a mask of indecision. Just when Ianto was about to repeat the question Jack spoke.
"I can't do it anymore."
"Do what, Jack?" Ianto asked confused.
"I can't pretend that I…" he trailed off and looked away for a moment tears sparkling in his blue/gray eyes.
Ianto could only look on confused as Jack sighed and turned back to face him. His gaze locked with Jack's and it took everything in him not to gasp at what he saw within those blue/gray depths. Desire, lust and pain screamed at him and Ianto felt his heart begin to race in his chest.
"Oh, Jack." the words were barely above a whisper but he knew the Canadian had heard him.
They stared at each other for another few moments before Jack seized Ianto's face and pulled him in to a heart stopping kiss.
Ianto immediately kissed him back sliding his hands up into Jack's hair and pulling the Canadian boy closer. He moaned quietly as Jack's tongue slipped inside his mouth and he felt Jack kiss him harder in response.
Ianto slid one of his hands down Jack's back and slowly lay back down on the bed puling Jack with him. He groaned as he felt Jack's body press against his and he heard Jack growl in response, sending a surge of lust through his body.
Jack pulled back from his lips and began trailing kisses from Ianto's mouth, to his jaw, and down his neck.
"Oh, Jack," he gasped the other boy's name once more, sliding his fingers into Jack's hair and pulling gently on the short, spiky, brown strands. He heard Jack groan and the Canadian boy nipped at the skin where Ianto's neck joined his shoulder drawing another gasp from Ianto's lips.
Ianto was in heaven. He closed his eyes for a moment allowing himself to get lost in the feeling of Jack's hair sliding between his fingers and Jack's expert lips kissing their way down his body. He was so lost in sensation that he almost didn't hear the sound of his bedroom door opening. His eyes snapped open and what he saw made his blood run cold.
Standing in the door way leering at them was Justin.
Jack stopped kissing him and sat up, glaring at the new arrival. "Who the hell are you?" the Canadian demanded.
Justin didn't answer. Instead he strode over to the bed, ripped Jack away from Ianto and threw him across the room.
"Jack!" Ianto screamed, leaping out of bed and running over to where Jack lay slumped against a wall. A few moments later he felt Justin's hand close around the back of his neck and he felt himself being yanked to his feet. Justin threw him up against a wall and pressed his body painfully into Ianto's back.
"I told you that you were mine but you didn't listen to me," Justin snarled in his ear. "Now you'll both pay the price for your mistake!" he grabbed the back of Ianto's head and drove his face into the wall, hard! Ianto felt his body go limp and he fell to the floor, boneless. He then watched in horror as Justin slithered his way over to Jack.
"No!" he cried. "No leave him alone! Jack, Jack wake up! Jack – NO!"
Ianto's eyes shot open and he found himself lying in his bed in the dorm. Tears were streaming down his face, his heart beat was pounding in his ears and his breath was coming in short, panicked gasps. He searched wildly around the room for Justin and Jack and when he found no sign of either, he realized that he'd been dreaming.
He curled himself up into a ball, pulling his knees tight to his chest. His ribs protested the movement but he paid them no mind as his body shook with fear and tears continued to spill from his eyes. He sobbed quietly for a few minutes as his mind struggled to come to terms with the fact that what he'd just seen wasn't real.
When at last he'd calmed down enough to stop crying, he slipped out of bed, knowing that he'd never be able to get back to sleep after such a horrific nightmare. He moved over to his desk, switched on his computer and waited silently for it to boot up.
As soon as it finished, a message flashed up on the screen telling him he had Email. He opened his mail program and froze when Justin's name flashed up on the screen. He thought about just deleting it; particularly after the dream he'd just had. But once again he was reminded of how dangerous it was not knowing what Justin had to say. So he took a deep breath and clicked on the message.
'Hi there, Ianto, how's Australia going, nice and hot?
I've just come back from the shed where we spent our last night together and do you know what? There's still some of your blood on the back wall. Mmm that night was fun; listening to you screams echoing around the metal walls. It almost made me come just thinking about it. It was a good night, but nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you when I see you next. At first I was angry that you were going, but then I started to think about it and you not being here for a while has given me so much time to think and plan our next rendezvous. I won't go into too many details but to give you an idea of what to look forward to I will tell you this.
If you think I've made you scream in the past, wait until you see what I have planned for you next. I do believe I've outdone myself this time and you'll be very surprised. Just remember, you are mine Ianto, MINE!!! You are always going to be mine, and if you forget that, even for a moment, your punishment will be even more severe that what I already have planned. I look forward to you coming home to visit me in the holidays, I promise to have everything set up when you get here so we don't waste any time.
See you soon Ianto; give yourself a good hard slap on the ass for me.
Justin.'
Ianto's hands shook as he moved the mouse pointer over to the delete button and clicked, sending the Email into cyber oblivion. He felt cold and frightened and dirty. He shut the computer down and made his way in to the bathroom. Right at that moment he felt an overwhelming desire for a hot shower and a scrubbing brush.
Ianto scrubbed his body until he felt at least a little cleaner, then spent the next 10 minutes just standing under the hot spray of the shower letting it soak into his skin and burn away some of the horrible, cold feeling that had invaded his body. Once he was sure he couldn't get any warmer, he climbed out of the shower and began to dry himself off. As always the act of drying his skin was a challenge with his ribs protesting every move he made; but eventually he was dry. He threw on his warmest tracksuit and dried his hair as best he could before making his way out of the bathroom.
It was 3am, only a couple of hours before everyone would be up and since Ianto knew there was no way he'd get back to sleep now, he striped his bed, took all his and Jack's dirty clothes out of the hamper in their bathroom as well as all of Seeley and Owen's (since they hadn't locked the outer door to their bathroom) and made his way down to the dorm Laundromat. He probably didn't really need to wash his sheets just yet, but he wanted all reminders of that horrible nightmare gone and was suddenly very grateful that he'd chosen a different washing powder to bring with him than the one his step mother used back home.
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It was almost five by the time Ianto finished ironing all the clothes he'd washed for himself and the others. All the bedroom doors had hooks on the outside as well as the inside for hanging things so he found some of the extra hangers he'd brought with him and hung each person's clothes on the outside of their door. He was just putting his clothes away in his cupboard when he heard the others emerging from their room. He finished what he was doing and headed back out into the common room.
"Morning…what?" he asked when he found himself faced with three very confused teenage boys.
"I don't recall reading anything about a washing fairy on the brochure this place sent us," Seeley commented with a raised eyebrow in Ianto's direction.
"Oh yeah sorry, I woke up really early this morning and couldn't get back to sleep so I went down to do my washing and figured I'd do everyone's while I was at it." He gave the rest of the group a thoughtful look before continuing. "That was probably something I should have asked the rest of you about first, but it was early and I wasn't really thinking clearly. Sorry, do you mind?" he asked.
"I sure as hell don't," Seeley replied. "I hate washing and ironing."
"I'm certainly not complaining either," Jack replied holding his hands up in a gesture of surrender.
They all turned to look at Owen who was studying his shirt intently.
"How did you get that annoying crease out of the front near the pocket?" he asked turning to look at Ianto with a raised eyebrow.
Jack and Seeley exchanged a look before moving over to study their shirts as well.
"Oh my god you really did!" Jack exclaimed.
"How the hell did you do that? I've been trying to get that crease out since they sent us our uniforms months ago!" Seeley asked.
They all turned curious eyes on Ianto who wanted nothing more at that moment than to disappear into the wall behind him. He couldn't exactly tell his new friends that Justin had used him as his own personal slave for the past decade, and if he made even the slightest mistake on something he was severely punished. Instead he changed the subject.
"Hey, shouldn't we be meeting the girls about now?" he asked making a beeline for the door. He couldn't see the curious glances his friends were sending his way but he definitely felt them.
"Ianto," Jack's voice stopped him before he could open the door and he cursed himself mentally for being so stupid. He should have just done his own laundry but he hadn't anticipated questions to accompany his actions. He schooled his expression into one of indifference and turned back to look at Jack. "The girls are going to be waiting for us," he reminded the other boy.
"I know it's just . . . thank you, for doing that." The Canadian motioned to the clothes hanging on his door.
"Yeah, thanks, Ianto," Seeley added.
"Thank you," Owen jumped in last.
Their words threw Ianto off balance for a moment. He wasn't used to being thanked for doing things like that; he was so used to it just being expected. He also realized that they all looked and sounded cautious, as if they knew that they'd hit a nerve and were sorry for it. He recovered from his surprise quickly and gave them all a friendly smile.
"You're welcome; it was no big deal really. We should go before the girls leave without us," he finished motioning to the door.
The others nodded and they headed out together to meet the girls.
Ianto could tell that the others were curious about why he'd reacted the way he had, but none of them questioned him about it for which he was grateful. They met the girls at the gate as usual and headed out for their run together, all the awkwardness of the morning quickly fading into the light of the early rising summer sun.
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End of chapter 4. So what did we think??? Reviews aren't necessary but dearly loved, and help spur on the author to write more ;).Thanks for reading, have a great new year.
Kayla