A/N: Hey guys! I know it's been SO long, but I had to fix my Science project (I got a D so had to make it better) and it's taken WAY too long. And this weekend gone I converted a friend to Torchwoodism by making her watch the whole first series beginning to end and she's now a Iacker/Jantoer!
Warning: Time Jump! Using the fabulous power of Jacks' Vortex Manipulator (when it's working), I have been able to skip a week into their future. So today is Gwen Back(stabber) Day! Awright? Oh, and fair amount of Reference to 'Chapter 7: Out' in this one. If you wanna refresh your memory but can't be bothered to read the whole Chapter again, it's just the italics bit between Jack and Gwen in Jacks' office.
IMPORTANT QUESTION AT END OF STORY! PLEASE READ!
The last Chapter of this will be released on the 5th of May, being Ianto and Jacks' Civil Partnership day. So you can all read it as if it just happened. :D
Ianto woke slowly, his mind trying to drag him back to sleep each time he got close to opening his eyes.
What day was it? What time was it? He'd fallen asleep like this so often this last week. He found he couldn't sleep at home without Jack, so just slept on the couch or in Jacks' Bed with him.
But he wanted to be awake, so he tried rebelling against the exhaustion. He'd been on Rift Alert last night, and three Weevils had decided to let themselves out at different ends of Cardiff all at the same time. And they weren't going down without a fight. Ianto had been helped out a bit by Tosh, but done most of it himself. Obviously he was exhausted. Trying again, he found his eyes still refused to open.
So, giving up on his eyes, Ianto took to understanding his other senses.
Smell. That was easy. He could only smell Jack. Everywhere.
Touch. Aside from the slight weight on his hand that still sent thrills down his spine when he realised is was his own golden band of ownership, he could feel a slightly rough material covering him. Ianto was laying on his side, curled slightly, and covered in what he was pretty sure was Jacks' coat. He'd lain beneath it many times before, but never clothed.
Taste. Coffee, definitely. He'd had some before walking to Torchwood. And that disgusting 'just woken up' taste that he wished someone would just invent a cure for.
Sound. Jack's voice, soft in tone, probably so Ianto wasn't woken. And someone else, it sounded like Tosh. He decided to zone in on this sense most, it might be important.
"Will he be okay, do you think?" Tosh asked.
"I don't see why not." Jack sipped his tea thoughtfully. They'd refused to go near the Coffee Machine, seen as it was Iantos' Property, and none of them would be able to function if it broke.
"He's been out for hours now. And I'm really not sure about that gunshot wound." Tosh looked worriedly at her friend. He was still curled up, but Toshiko could tell that surely wasn't too comfortable for him.
"I'll wake him in a minute." Jack smiled, liking how much Care Tosh was showing in his fiancé.
"Okay, I'll leave you to it then." Tosh smiled knowingly and walked out, closing the door behind her.
Jack put down his cup and walked over to his boyfriend/fiancé/Welshman. Carefully he bundled the coat round him and lifted the man into his arms, cradling him closely.
Ianto jerked his eyes open in shock.
"Jack!" He exclaimed. "What are you doing!" He tried to move but just ended up flailing his arms indignantly.
"Helping you up." Jack stated, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Well, I'm up. You can put me down now, I'm too heavy!"
"Oh, you are *definitely* the woman of this relationship." Jack laughed and set Ianto down, kissing his forehead affectionately. "Oh, and keep the coat for a little while, you'll get cold, seen as you just woke up."
Ianto nodded thankfully, pulling the coat further round his shoulders. "Thanks Jack."
"Any time, makes you look hot." Jack winked. "Boardroom meeting, come on."
"But your coat…"
"I wear it for meetings sometimes, why can't you?" Jack swaggered of, and Ianto took a moment to admire the fabulous view and then followed.
"Right guys, Gwen's coming back today, I want us all to treat her with…"
"Distaste?" Tosh suggested, still not happy with Gwen's words to Jack in his office about Ianto.
"Disgust?" Owen added at the same moment, mutely agreeing with Tosh.
"Hatred?" Ianto jumped in at the same time as the other two. Gwen's words had taken a few days for him to get over, and he still wasn't happy with her about them.
"Guys~" Jack stretched out the word. "I know we're not happy with her, but you can't just give her all of that. She's still a colleague, we have to treat some sort of respect.
"So you agree with us?" Owen asked. Neither he nor Tosh had commented on Ianto slouched in his chair, engulfed by Jacks' Pheromones, being heated by the coat. They both had decided it looked sweet.
"A little, but we have to at least be polite and civil."
Just as the words were spoken, the Cog Door rolled open. They all shared a glance, knowing who it was, as the rest of them were all here. Ianto shrunk even more into the coat, slightly embarrassed and going red.
Jack hated how much he wanted to take Ianto there and then, but this was a meeting, it was important, he couldn't do it. Stupid principles…
Gwen walked into the room at stopped at the sight of Ianto in her Captains Jacket. She felt her heart flare up with anger but managed to keep herself silently fuming.
"Gwen. Welcome back." Jacks' voice held emotion, but nothing that could be regarded as 'kindness'.
"Thanks." Gwen muttered, looking at the floor to avoid Tosh and Owens' glared.
Ianto just stared into the table, noticing a stain from where Jack had put a mug. It was blindingly obvious and Ianto was itching to clean it of.
"Dismissed." Jack said, to clear the tension. The team exited quietly, Ianto still wearing the coat, grinning to himself inside about how it swished when he turned a corner.
Within moments Ianto was back in the Boardroom, cloth in hand, teeth brushed. He rubbed of the stain roughly, just keeping his mind clear and trying not to think of the words Gwen had stated last week.
"Ianto." Jack placed his hands over the Welshmans', stopping them from working. "Relax."
Ianto turned to face Jack, worry etched all over his face.
"Was Gwen right?"
"When?" Jack knew this had to be bad; Ianto was really freaked about it.
"She said you're only with me because I'm Emotionally Damaged." Ianto looked at the ground. It was true, the horrors of Canary Wharf, The Brecon Beacons, Jack going away for 6 months. And Lisa, although that was completely his own fault.
Jack sighed softly. He took Iantos' hands, holding the ringed hand up next to his own so they both could see it.
"Look Ianto. You mean so much to me. I don't think I could survive Torchwood without someone like you with me. I know how classic this is sounding, but I love you with every sense possible. Everything about you is perfect. You're so young, there are so many people you could go for, so many things you could do, and you choose to stay here with me? I still wake up in mornings amazed that you really belong to me, so no. I'm with you just because of that. I'm with you because you're beautiful, you're funny, you make the best damned coffee in the galaxy…" Ianto laughed slightly. "…and because I Love You more than I ever thought would be possible." He kissed Iantos' ring softly.
"Still doubtful?" He asked softly.
"No."
"Have you ever taken of your ring?" Jack asked.
"Of course not! Why?"
"Check the inside."
Ianto took it of, noting the slight dent in his skin where the ring sat. He held it to the light and softly read out the inscription.
"Fythol Cariadus."
Ianto stopped breathing for a moment and suddenly grabbed Jack, pulling him into a searing kiss, the heart of the ring burning into his hand.
He definitely didn't doubt it now.
A/N: To the best of my Knowledge, Fythol Cariadus means 'Eternally Loving' or I suppose, 'Eternal Love' if you want.
I'm a bit iffy about this one actually. But I'm not sure how to change it, so you're getting it like this! Hope you all like it, I needed a bit of Super-Fluff.
Oh, Co-incidentally, I realised that John Barrowman doesn't see his relationship with his Partner Scott as a 'Wedding' but as Just a 'Civil Partnership' so I'll go with the assumption that Jack believes that too. So sorry for all the times Jack has called it 'marry' or 'married' or 'marriage' in the past.
Which leads me to the next Point. Does anyone here actually *know* how a Civil Partnership works? What do you have to do? What actually happens? I've been bluffing till now, so if anyone can help?
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