Three's a crowd?
Hey, this one is a little earlier than usually because I didn't realise this episode of torchwood had been shown! So sorry if it is later/earlier than expected, because I got a little confused as I was watching the BB3 schedule!
This was surprisingly easy to write which considering I was effectively writing what could be a threesome was slightly odd. Now although I am a fan of Jack/Ianto, I have grown to really love Gwen this season and I could just see a Jack/Ianto/Gwen relationship developing. So of course when jack offered for her to join in with his and Ianto's 'activities', I just had to use that part for this episodes chapter! Hope Jack/Ianto AND Jack/Gwen fans will both enjoy this one!
By the way, it's from Ianto's point of view, I felt owed him his own chapter!
I do not own Doctor Who, Torchwood etc. If I did, it would probably be the Jack and Ianto show so just as well!
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Three's a crowd?
Ianto wasn't sure why he had helped Gwen. It wasn't often that he went behind Jack's back, especially as Jack had trusted him with the information about the missing people. Information Ianto knew Jack hadn't told the rest of the team. So why, Ianto posed the question to himself, had he risked Jack's trust in him to help Gwen find a boy that Jack obviously didn't want her to find?
The angel on his right shoulder told him it was because he believed that she had a right to know, a right to worry about the civilian population of Cardiff, something even Ianto though Jack could think a little more of sometimes.
But the devil on his left shoulder told him it was because he was proving to her that he knew something she didn't. That Jack trusted him more than her.
In reality, Ianto didn't think it was either of those reasons. Both where simple enough, but since when was Torchwood ever simple, especially when it came to in-team relationships?
Ianto guessed it might have been because in some ways he and Gwen where exceedingly similar. He could relate to her, connect with her and although no one might see it, Ianto wasn't dissimilar to Gwen in personality either. It was odd, how sometimes he felt closer to Gwen than he did to Jack.
It reminded Ianto of a play he'd once seen. Only Gwen had married Rhys, not Jack and as afar as Ianto knew, he hadn't killed himself through drink and drugs yet. No, that would be a way too ordinary death for Torchwood, although sometimes Ianto suspected Owen's death might have ended up been alcohol related, if he hadn't got himself shot first.
Today, when Gwen had…waked in on them, Ianto hadn't been sure what to think. Ok, s the first though had been embarrassment, being caught shagging the boss wasn't exactly an ideal situation, even though everyone had known anyway. But what Jack had said…
That was simple enough really. But what confused Ianto is her didn't know if he'd of minded all that much really if Gwen had taken Jack up on the offer. Ianto supposed that he should have felt jealous, side lined maybe even hatred towards Gwen, but in reality, all he really felt was pity. Because she loved Jack and in some way Jack loved her. Maybe not in the same way that he loved Ianto, but it was there alright.
And if that was the case, Ianto supposed in some ways, the similarities between himself and Gwen, didn't make the situation that could have arisen today unappealing to himself either.
And it wasn't just about sex, although he'd be lying to himself if he didn't admit that Gwen was a very attractive girl. No, him, Jack and Gwen, they had something, something that linked them together, something that a marriage or a more open and exclusive relationship between Jack and himself could not break.
It was interesting, Ianto pondered, how now Gwen was off-limits, she was so much more attractive. And it wasn't only him, sometimes he caught that look in Jack and Owen's eyes and maybe even Toshiko's, if she wasn't so obsessed over Owen these days.
Ianto rolled over in the smallish bed, just as Jack mumbled something incomprehensible in his sleep, wrapping his arms round Ianto's waist and pulling Ianto closer to him. Smiling, something he did rarely and generally when no one was a round to see, Ianto turned to face Jack, being careful not to wake the other man. He pushed a little bit of hair out of Jack's eyes, before raising his head to check the time on the bed side clock. There was still a while left until the others arrived for work. And as Ianto curled up in Jack's arms, everything felt perfect.
Right now he was content to have Jack all to himself, but Ianto mused, sometime in the future…after all, who ever said three's a crowd obviously never visited Torchwood!
Hope that was ok!
Love you all
Jyra
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