The new day came to quickly for the lovers wrapped in each other's arms in various parts of the Hub. James and Nick were all one mass of blankets and sheets. Jack and Ianto were spread out on the bed, facing bottom to top with barely any covers and Gwen and Rhys were on the couch in a very married state of sleep. Dan and Sally were, well let's just say nowhere to be found. But somewhere, a new romance had begun.
It seemed that crises brought out the best and the worst in people and Dan, being afraid of the future, confessed some things to this not so girl next door. Well, the birds and the bees did their best to show him what he had been missing all this time. In the distant dawn of the Hub, somewhere in its vast underground dwelling, a young man got his first taste of sex.
There was a strange reaction in regards to Janet and the other resident Weevils. It seemed that they reacted to the amorous state the Hub was in. Jack made note of it in his log many days later.
"The night we were stuck in the Hub in a semi lockdown state, we did our best to pass the time in our own manner. Which, not surprisingly, was in a very heightened state of amore. Well, I guess I have to tone it down a little. The truth be told, I wish we all could have shared and part took of each other like the good old days. Ah and yes, Ianto just hit me for that, having just glanced over my shoulder as I wrote it. The ring I got him should get me out of the preverbal doghouse. But yes, the Weevils…They went nuts at one point and started humming and tapping on things. I assumed that it was because of all the loose unbridled passion that was set free. We soon discovered it was Mark and John. Whatever went on with them, led to the Weevil "band" to occur." End Log.
John was sleeping so soundly as Mark gazed at his beautiful high cheekbones and the softness of his brow. He reached to touch his face and stopped. Instead he committed the details to memory. And if he lived, he would put it to canvas. He wanted to live, he sensed the twins growing in John. He wanted to see his family, this time in one piece. He sighed as John stirred.
Hazel eyes met his lover's brown ones. "Good morning," he said as he stretched. "How did you sleep?" John propped himself up on his elbow and reached for Mark's face.
Mark met him half way and said, "I didn't. I was watching you all night." He finished the kiss. John was warm and alive. He was peaceful and content with in his lover's presents. They made love in an amazing way and Mark was aware of the side effects that John would have. Not that they were bad. But maybe he would be a little needy until he got used to it. Because now that Mark showed him how his Master and he did it, it was not 'just sex,' anymore. It was much more serious. He hoped that he would be able to show John more.
"So," John said as he pulled away. "Are we parents yet um, did it work?" He flushed as the glance from his lover to his stomach.
Mark lit up the room with the smile on his face. "Oh yes! Most definitely yes!" He reached for John and gently pulled him into his arms. "Twins, I think? I believe that is how it went." He whispered in his ear. "But they are still dividing. So we have to wait a few weeks. I can't read embryos, no matter how smart their genetics are." He pulled away from John to kiss is tender lips and bring him back to the state they had been at just a short time ago. At this rate, Mark thought we might as well just stay here a bit and reenact last night. "I have an idea, let me show you, John." The connection was made, and they were lost again in their happy bliss.
Jack tried to sleep, but watched Ianto all night long instead. And of course the Weevil serenade didn't help. He couldn't help but love the Welshman curled up next to him more and more every day. They decided on a ceremony in a few months or so give or take circumstance that would be out of their control. He also knew it to a mater of if they lived until that time. Jack would make sure it happened. He stroked the hair out of Ianto's eyes, which was getting long. Jack tried to remember the last time Ianto had been to a barbershop. But there was something about the slightly longer hair that made Jack very turned on to this Welsh pal of his. Another thing was he could spend an eternity thinking up nicknames for Ianto Jones. Only Jack had that kind of luxury. Ianto would have to work harder on working out nicknames for him in the shortened amount of time they had together. Was it honest to hope for a hundred and fifty years?
He giggled slightly. Another trait that Ianto seemed to bring out in the time weary old soul was giggling. He never thought that he would ever giggle. 'Ah, Mr. Jones,' Jack thought. 'You do have a way of working under the skin and into the muscles. Well, one in particular.' He stopped when he felt eyes on him; Ianto's to be exact.
"You're a thinking dirty thoughts concerning me again." He frowned up at Jack.
"What makes you say that?" Jack tried his best to make himself convincing. He failed. He was never good a lying to Ianto "lie detector" Jones. Yet again another name added to the list. Jack mused that was one hundred to Ianto's one. Jack wasn't even sure if "Sir" even counted as a nickname.
"Because you are smirking, you do that when you are thinking of me in a sexual manner. I see it all the time. You just don't realize that I do." He propped himself up and rubbed his hand up and down Jack's arm. The rumpled look to the pale Welshman, the stale smell from their activities the night before and the look in Ianto's eyes, made Jack just a little bit excited. Okay, maybe a hell of a lot excited.
"Ianto, I really think that we need to, well you know, I really need to have you right now." Jack grabbed the younger man's face and pulled him into a delicious morning kiss. Jack could feel the heat between them grow.
Ianto pulled away to get more comfortable. "Oh, anything you want Captain Beefcake! I think that makes two nicknames now?" Ianto laughed at the look on Jack's face.
Jack growled as he took Ianto one more time to Heaven's gate.
"It is like a sex party in this place," Rhys said to Gwen. "What the hell is going on?" He could hear sounds of pleasure all around him. He just didn't know where it was coming from. Now Rhys was no prude, but he didn't think it was right to make love to Gwen at the place were she worked. But now he was beginning to wonder what the hell went on when he wasn't there.
"Ah Rhys, this isn't how it normally is. It is just a lot of tension. Right now we don't know if we will see another day. I think if we were to shag right here, it would be fine."
Rhys looked at his beautiful wife and fell on her like a rabid dog. No one cared that they were having a moment together.
Dan looked at Sally and swallowed hard. "Um, does this make us a couple?" He asked with the schoolboy shyness he had the whole time they had been intimate. He blushed when he realized she was staring at him. He must seem like such a dork to this wonderful, smart, sexy woman. He fidgeted when he got no answer.
Sally moved closer and kissed him, hair falling down in front of her face; he pushed it out of her eyes to look at the shyness she also carried. With a new wave a confidence, he kissed her deeply. She in turn, fell into his arms and was for once completely satisfied.
When John and Mark approached the main room of the Hub hand in hand, they came upon Jack, Ianto, James, Nick, Dan and Sally standing in the autopsy room.
John was the first to speak but was silenced by the sound of Gwen moaning. "Are they…" he said with a look of ill on his face.
Mark giggled at his lover. "What, you're going to be a father and you go all 21st century on me? I would like to say we were… not too long ago."
It was then that the pair realized all eyes have shifted to them. "What?" They both said together.
Nick swooned a little as James almost missed catching him while he took in the statement. "Huh, what?" was all he was capable of doing.
Dan looked as confused as Sally and Ianto. And Jack looked - well it was hard to read Jack's face, as the rather happy Mark looked at John then at his best friend. Mark knew that they would have to have a long talk in a short while. He nodded and continued with his grinning.
"Yes I'm going to have a baby. Two, according to Mark." John said, lounging against Mark as he kissed him. He seemed to be very attached to the young man. It was almost possessive. Jack took note of his former partner's actions. Mark better have good reason for John's being clingy. He was also wondering why Dan and Sally were practically undressing each other. What the hell, was the Cardiff Rift of Love working over time? He was beginning to wonder, if yesterday was all a dream and then he heard the line for the main number of Torchwood ring, and Gwen going, "Oh yes Rhys, Oh yes!"
"Right! There it is. We have to go and get the phone." Ianto was the first to walk passed the couch and go right for the phone.
Following close and yes it was close behind Ianto, was Jack. "Oh my, and to think that you never wanted to partake in naked hide and seek." Jack was looking right at them.
"Oh shit, Jack!" Rhys was up and had his pants on before the others entered the room. Gwen was hiding in the blanket, which she used to wrap herself up and left the room. "Sorry!" Rhys blushed as he went to follow.
"I'm not cleaning that couch! It is rubbish now! When the crisis is diverted we are so couch hunting!" Ianto yelled over his shoulder as he was entering stuff into the computer.
"You didn't say that when we used it!" Jack shouted back, causing Ianto to widen his eyes for a brief moment. He fluently went back to his typing. Dan glanced at the couch and then at Sally, before going to his station. Sally went to hers while Jack was on the phone.
James was staring at John. "You want to know how, I can see it in you face. Well, why don't you take a look and find out for yourself. Jack, can I be excused?"
Jack glanced over at John and nodded. Mark still couldn't read his thoughts but something was going on behind his friend's older eyes. John kissed Mark with a renewed passion as he went to leave with James and a still pale and shaken looking Nick.
Nick glanced at Mark, and mouthed "how?" Mark smiled and shrugged. It was something that he himself was not sure how to explain. He watched the others leave, then went up the stairs to make coffee. Something he could do, not like Ianto, but it was drinkable. Ianto was engaged in a conversation on another line. Dan typed furiously as did Sally. Mark seemed useless, yet the current crisis was entirely his fault.
With heaviness in his soul, he made the coffee. Lost in the thoughts from the last 8 years of his life, he didn't hear Jack close the gap by standing next to him.
"A Boeshane penny for your thoughts." He smiled at his friend. It was something he enjoyed doing. Despite it all he was glad that they had found each other.
Mark handed Jack a cup of coffee and took one for him self. "You would need a lot more than a penny." He kind of let a small grin go. It was wiped away fast as the memory of his Dad came back. "We need to talk. Now." Mark led the way to Jack's office.
Jack didn't like the tone of this. Matter of fact, Jack wasn't very happy about this whole situation.
End Part 47 TBC
