AN: Thank you for reviewing "The Date" scene. Some classic Jack/Ianto moments for you here… some from the series… and one I've made up for your entertainment. The final scene in this chapter includes my favourite Janto moment ever. Number two appeared a few chapters ago… and number three is on the way soon. Thank you for reading x
"Just us… in this room… for as long as it takes." Ianto said softly echoing the words Jack had just spoken to Beth. "Terrifying." He said. A small grin twinkled across Jack's face. Admittedly when he had used the words on Beth they were much more intimidating, but Ianto's flirtatious connotations were not lost on Jack.
"Really?" He asked.
"Absolutely. Shivers down my spine." Ianto said.
"You don't look scared." Jack pointed out.
"It… passed." Ianto said.
Jack growled in frustration before walking back over to Tosh. Ianto couldn't help smirk as he watched the immortal man walk away. Since the date had gone so wrong, and the two men had spent the night holding each other, needing to know the other was there, but taking things no further, the younger man's mood had lifted. The flirtatious banter had returned with ease, but they had both decided during a long talk that evening to take things slowly. Jack didn't want to risk ruining what he could have with Ianto in time, and Ianto was still unsure of what was really going on. Not that these thoughts were ever vocalised by either of them - communication between the two men was never their strong point, at least about serious stuff.
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As Jack pulled on a new shirt the smile on his face disappeared as he saw Ianto marching towards him with the CB aerial in his hands, the same CB aerial that Jack had attached to the wing mirror of the SUV earlier to talk to the Hub. Jack ducked into his office with an angry looking Ianto close behind.
"Sir, I don't think duct tape is the best method of fixing an aerial to a vehicle." The Welshman said firmly.
"I was in a hurry." Jack reasoned.
"When applied to the wing mirror casing, duct tape leaves behind a residue which can only be described as… disconcertingly sticky." Ianto chided.
Jack sniggered. "I'm sorry Ianto." He said. "Forgive me?" He asked, placing his hands in mock prayer.
Ianto growled in frustration as he tossed the aerial onto Jack's desk. "You take nothing seriously." He said sitting down on a nearby chair.
"Its kinda hard to take you seriously when you're in angry mode – do you know how cute you look when you tell me off?" Jack smiled.
Ianto couldn't help but smirk as he shook his head. "There's a bucket in the garage and some detergent. I'll leave it out for you should I?" He said.
"You want me to clean the SUV?" Jack said surprised.
"Pretty much. Bit of warm, soapy water should do the trick." Ianto said getting up out of his chair and heading for the door. "Oh… and if you're lucky – I might give you a hand." He added with a wiggle of his eyebrows as he left. Jack laughed out loud as he watched the Welshman leave. Things were definitely much better between them. It had been so easy to fall back into the old routine, the old banter and flirtation. He settled in his chair behind his desk and leant back, hands locked behind his head as he smiled thinking about Ianto. Maybe a bit of physical labour later on would be good for him. All those bubbles. Who knows what fun they could have. His daydream was broken by the sounds of Beth shouting across the Hub.
"God dammit." Jack muttered as he ran out of his office, gun raised.
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Jack walked out of his office and look out across the Hub. Gwen had left a while earlier and Owen was tidying up his workstation for the first time ever.
"Everyone else gone?" Jack called.
Owen looked up. "Gwen and Tosh have. Ianto mentioned something about cleaning the SUV… I'm gonna leave now if we're done for the day?" He said getting up and pulling on his jacket.
Jack nodded. "Night." He called as he walked down the metal steps as Owen made for the cog door. Jack stopped at Tosh's computer and checked the CCTV for the garage, and smiled. There was a bucket and a bottle of detergent on the floor beside the SUV and Ianto was stood, jacket and tie off, rolling his shirt sleeves up. He set off towards the garage.
"So… cleaning the SUV… how hard can it be?" He asked as he walked in. Ianto was filling the bucket with warm water from the tap on the wall and putting a cap full of the detergent in to the liquid. He looked up and smiled as his Captain entered.
"Normally not that difficult… but I'm thinking a little more effort will be required after your attempts to customise." Ianto said calmly.
Jack began to roll up his own sleeves as he walked over to the Welshman.
"Well I'm here to learn Ianto… and I'm a fast learner. What do I need to know?" He asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
Ianto fought the grin that threatened his face. "Elbow grease. It's all about elbow grease." He deadpanned, pushing a warm and wet sponge into his Captain's hand. "You take the left hand side… I'll take the right."
"And we'll meet in the middle?" Jack smiled.
Ianto nodded before setting to work on the right hand side of the SUV. Jack placed his wet sponge onto the bonnet of the vehicle and began washing it. He looked up at Ianto as the two men worked in companionable silence.
"So… do you think my bad cop routine needs any work?" He asked.
Ianto stop washing and looked up.
"Well… apparently I'm not scary enough. So do you think it needs work?" Jack reasoned.
"I imagine that with enough practise sir, you could set your mind to anything." Ianto said moving down the vehicle and out of Jack's line of sight. Jack grinned as he mirrored Ianto's movements down his side.
"Guess I'll just need to find myself a willing volunteer to try out my routine on." Jack mused loudly.
"I guess you will." Ianto said, hoping his voice sounded nonchalant but knowing it didn't.
"Do you know anyone who might be available to work through this with me… its going to need them to work long hours… into the night… sometimes all night… if I'm going to perfect my routine. It's going to involve long, hard nights of relentless practise." Jack flirted mercilessly with the Welshman. Ianto could here his heart pounding in his chest.
"Oh I'm sure I could find someone." He spluttered as he tried to focus on a mud stain on the side of the SUV where he was crouching. Jack didn't respond. Ianto stood up suddenly and saw Jack rounding the back of the SUV.
"All done on your side?" Ianto's voice squeaked.
"I'm done." Jack responded before taking the sponge from Ianto's hand and tossing it onto the floor. "I'm done." He whispered before pushing Ianto back against the wall of the garage and kissing him hard, pressing his body into the Welshman. Ianto groaned in pleasure as he felt Jack's hands on him, one pushing through his hair, the other gripping his waist. Ianto held Jack's head firmly, pulling it towards him as the kiss heated up.
When Jack broke away for air his voice was breathless as he spoke. "If you don't want this… you're going to have to leave now." He said looking Ianto in the eyes, giving the man the option to stop him.
Ianto shook his head. "Not a chance." He said simply before pulling Jack back towards him.
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Ianto walked up the steps to Jack's office silently, but Jack knew it was him – everyone else had left earlier, including Tommy, and nobody else would ever still be in the Hub this late.
"This time tomorrow he'll be back in 1918." Jack says simply.
"In his own time." Ianto states. "Would you go back to yours… if you could?"
"Why, would you miss me?" Jack asks playfully, not really expecting the response he gets.
"Yup." Ianto says, his hands in his pockets as Jack raises an eyebrow and smiles.
"I left home a long time ago. Never known where I really belong. Maybe that doesn't matter any more." Jack said.
"I… don't you get lonely?" Ianto perches on the corner of Jack's desk nervously, wanting to say one thing, but instead asking a safer question.
"Going home wouldn't fix that." Jack begins. "Being here I've seen things I never dreamt I'd see. Loved people I never would have known if I'd just stayed where I was. And I wouldn't change that for the world." Jack speaks honestly and straight at Ianto, looking deep into the young man's eyes. In a rare moment of confidence, truly hearing what Jack is saying to him without confessing directly, Ianto leans forward, capturing Jack's lips with his own, holding his head close, and kissing him so deeply, so passionately. He just hopes Jack understands. He just hopes that Jack hears what he's too scared to admit.
"I would miss you… probably more than I should admit if you went home." Ianto says softly as the kiss ends.
"I already am home Ianto. Here. With you. With all of you." Jack scolds himself mentally as he speaks the last few words, wishing he had the guts to tell Ianto the truth.
Ianto reaches out his hand and places it delicately on Jack's cheek. As he looks into the immortal's eyes he almost says the words, but he can't. Not yet. Not till he feels he can say it and hear it back. If Jack didn't say it back, it would crush him, and he can't risk losing him again.
"Can I get you a coffee?" He asks, standing up suddenly, nervously.
"Ianto…" Jack starts taking hold of the younger man's hand, the mood of the room changing suddenly to one that's uncomfortable. The Archivist looks down at Jack.
"Thanks." Jack loses his nerve. Ianto nods before walking out the office and back down the steps. Jack sighs as he pushes his fingers through his hair.
"Shit." He curses softly. He holds his hands together in front of his mouth as he replays the events in the office in his mind. He gets up suddenly and runs down the stairs Ianto has just left via and spots him at the coffee machine.
"Ianto." He calls. The Welshman looks up at him. Jack smiles a broad genuine smile at his young lover. Ianto smiles back. "Stay tonight?" He asked. Ianto nods. Jack hopes it's enough.