A/N: right, again, i am sorry for the rediculously long wait. i hate real life!! This chapter is for Tigerdust, who gave me many great ideas for this chapter and i hope it lives it up to your expectations even thoug it had taken me a stupid amount of time to write it!! Anyway, hope veryone likes and please reveiw with comments, critisizm is also welcomed!!
Weekend in New England
Last night I waved goodbye, now it seems years
I'm back in the city where nothin' is clear
But thoughts of me holding you, bringin' us near
It had only been one day since Jack had bid farewell to The Doctor and Martha Jones, walking away from the invitation he had waited almost 150 years for. It seemed longer then that though as he had been thrown headfirst back into life at Torchwood, taking down John Hart and his 'biological bomb' as Ianto had nicknamed it.
He'd waited many lifetimes for The Doctor – a Doctor that knew him - to visit Cardiff so that he could get some answers about his condition. It had been so long since Jack had last seen The Doctor, he had built him up in his mind to be some sort of God, so much so that when The Doctor had called him 'wrong,' had said he couldn't help him, it had physically hurt, he could still feel the disappointment in the pit of his stomach. But he still found himself questioning his decision, should he have stayed with The Doctor? He was the only one who understood how hard it was to watch the people you loved grow old and die around you.
and tell me, when will our eyes meet, when can I touch you?
When will this strong yearnin' end?
And when will I hold you again?
But then Jack remembered why he had come back; his team. Even if he did have to watch them die around him, he would treasure every moment he had with them. He had expected them, prepared for them, to be mad at him upon his return, after all he abandoned them with no word as to where he had gone, in fact he was surprised at the relatively short lecture he had received from hotheaded Gwen. It was not Gwen's forgiveness that Jack was worried about, however.
Jack walked out from behind his desk and stood at the door to his office, watching the only other (human) occupant of the Hub, tiding all the rubbish that had accumulated over the day into a black bin bag. You would not believe that Ianto was the youngest member of the Torchwood 3 team; he had probably been through the most, seen the most, then the others, yet he still managed to keep the team running, working the hardest and the longest.
Before Jack had left with The Doctor he had Ianto had been… he didn't really know what they had been. He knew kissing Ianto and then running off with The Doctor probably had confused the young archivist greatly but he could only hope that he could gain Ianto's trust once again.
Time in New England took me away
To long rocky beaches and you by the bay
While Jack was away, chained up on The Valiant, he had thought a lot about his team and what they meant to him, especially young Ianto. It was mainly the memories of his times with Ianto that had kept him going, whether it be memories of them together alone in the Hub, first thing in the morning or last thing in the evening, silently working, or the conversations they shared during those times about such random things over cups of Ianto's delicious coffee, or even watching Ianto sleep in his bed below his office, looking so young and carefree.
We started a story whose end must now wait, and tell me
Before Jack left, him and Ianto had been building up to a relationship (a proper relationship, something he hadn't had in a long time), he could feel it, and, by asking Ianto out on a date earlier that day, maybe they could get that back on track.
When will our eyes meet, when can I touch you?
When will this strong yearnin' end?
And when will I hold you again?
He doubted Ianto would trust him again after he had just run off but, out of all the team, Ianto was the one Jack wanted to explain himself to, tell him what had happened over the past horrible year he had been gone. Usually when Jack encountered something he found difficult to cope with, he would cut himself off from everyone and drown his sorrows in whisky or some seedy bar where the alcohol and girls were cheap. This time, though, this time was different; all he wanted was to be held, to be comforted, preferably by Ianto Jones.
I feel the change comin', I feel the wind blow
Jack had been so engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't notice the object of them walking towards him and jumped slightly when Ianto spoke.
'You alright sir?'
Seeing the innocent, genuinely caring expression on Ianto's face, Jack vowed to not hurt the young man again if he could help it.
I feel brave and daring, I feel my blood flow
'Yeah, I'm fine Ianto. Hey, about that date, how about tomorrow night?'
With you I could bring out all the love that I had
Ianto looked slightly surprised, not expecting Jack to come through with his promise of the date. 'Tomorrow would be fine, sir, if the Rift behaves itself, of course.'
With you there's a heaven, so Earth ain't so bad, and tell me
Jack grinned and handed his empty coffee mug to Ianto, thinking that between travelling time and space and going on a date with 'Jones, Ianto Jones,' he would take the date any day.
Ianto made his way back towards the small kitchen and Jack turned back towards his office, determined to make a start on the piles of paperwork that had collected during his absence.
When will our eyes meet, when can I touch you?
When will this strong yearnin' end?
And when will I hold you again, again?
'Oh, and sir?' Ianto's voice carried from the cog door where he was about to leave.
'Yeah?'
'We really did miss you.'
Jack grinned, 'and I missed you as well Ianto,' he called from his office, emphasised the 'you' making sure Ianto knew he wasn't talking about the team. He could imagine the adorable blush spreading over Ianto's cheeks as he heard the door roll closed.
A/N: right, there we go, hope everyone liked it!! I have no idea, when the next chapter (Every Little Thing She Does is Magic) should be up but I'm going on holiday next week so I may get it written on the long drive/while I'm lounging by the pool!! please reveiw!! NCxx