Dreaming

Set after Radio4 Torchwood play 'Deadline'. Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones. Words- 433

After Jack had been released from hospital, recovered fully from the trance, Ianto had insisted on driving him back to the Hub, just to make sure he was okay. They sat in silence for the entire journey, Jack only snorting in impatience when Ianto refused to run a red light on a deserted street. Ianto had dropped Jack off at the Hub and was turning to leave when Jack grasped his arm.

"Hey, stay here tonight okay?"

Ianto nodded and followed Jack into his bunker before dropping onto the bed, fully clothed in his suit and curling up into a ball. Not saying a word to Jack at all.

Jack sighed, turned off the light and clambered onto the bed next to Ianto, willing him to speak, to move.

"Ianto?" Jack whispered into the darkness of his bunker.

Ianto didn't say a word and stayed resolutely curled into a ball. Jack knew that Ianto realised that he had heard everything he had said to him whilst he was in the trance. That had been the first time Ianto had opened up to Jack, about how scared he was that Jack would leave, how frightened he was at the prospect of Jack not being there to see him die.

Jack sighed again and crawled over to Ianto, placing an arm around his waist and pulling him tightly against him. Ianto still didn't speak but linked his fingers into Jack's hand that was slung around his middle.

........

Ianto awoke with a sudden intake of breath, gasping into the darkness. His eyes adjusted to the lack of light and he sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard and glancing at Jack's sleeping form next to him. Ianto smiled slightly as Jack grinned in his sleep, just like he always did. Ianto placed his hand on Jack's cheek, hoping that he was dreaming about him.

"Ianto" Jack muttered, still asleep.

"Ianto, fuck off" Jack laughed, still dreaming.

Ianto grinned and quickly pressed his lips against Jack's willing him to wake up.

Jack groaned, finally awake and pushed Ianto away, groggily leaning against the headboard and staring at him.

"Ianto, it's the middle of the night, if you're after a shag you better make it quick because lying in a hospital bed for 2 days has wiped me out"

Ianto smiled at him and carded a hand through Jack's ruffled hair.

"You were dreaming about me" Ianto whispered.

Jack smiled gently at him

"I guess I was" He glanced down for a moment before saying-

"I always do" just loud enough for Ianto to hear him.

A/N Because I'm a sucker for some Janto fluff and my last chapter was pretty depressing. Please review (: