Oooh, second chapter! Hope you enjoy, I had a lot of fun writing it! This is the night out part two!
Oh this is set about two months after the end of Kidnapped! If you haven't read it, a couple of things may not make sense.
Swear word used, by Owen (as usual :D)
BBC owns Torchwood. Not me :(
Gwen leaned over the table and wrapped her arms around Owen, pushing her face up against his. Her breath reeked of alcohol, and Owen turned away slightly, closing his eyes and sighing in exasperation.
The meal had been nice, and Gwen hadn't been overly attention seeking or embarrassing. Tosh had suggested that they go to a club afterwards, and the three of them had set off, arms linked with the girls giggling every ten seconds.
They reached the club, and Gwen had grabbed a booth while Tosh and Owen went to get the drinks. There Owen had taken the opportunity to lean and whisper in Tosh's ear 'you look absolutely stunning you know.'
He wasn't quite sure what had made him say it, but Tosh had blushed, her eyes wide, and then she smiled up at him shyly. She looked so adorable in that moment that Owen had grabbed a stray strand of her hair, and played with it gently between his fingers. The bartender came with their drinks then, interrupting them.
Owen tucked the strand behind her ear and grabbed the drinks, quickly scurrying away and leaving a very confused Tosh behind. Tosh wasn't quite sure what to make of that, but then, Owen had been drinking, they all had. He was probably just drunk and being flirty.
Neither of them knew what had happened while they were gone, but when they returned Gwen had a sour look on her face, and she completely ignored Tosh for the rest of the night, except to make the odd snide remark.
Owen wished Gwen would give him the same treatment, but instead she sat on Owen's other side, making excuses to touch him inappropriately, laughing loudly at everything he said and making 'subtle' offers to him. It was starting to really piss him off, and Tosh, feeling sorry for him, began trying to point men out to Gwen.
'Hey Gwen what do you think of that guy by the bar? He keeps checking you out.' That had Gwen's attention, and she (albeit reluctantly) unwound her 'tentacles' from Owens waist, and sauntered over to the man.
Owen smiled gratefully to Tosh, and lightly put his arm around her waist. 'Thanks Tosh. I owe you one.' Tosh grinned back at him. 'No problem, glad I could be of service.' The two of them chatted for a while, glad to be able to have a conversation where they could get their own opinions in.
Gwen was fully occupied by the crowd she was gathering. At first Tosh honestly thought the guy had an interest in Gwen, but it soon became obvious they were just making fun of her.
Tosh, beginning to feel a little guilty, went over to try and talk her to come back to the table when she was ordering the next round. She approached Gwen cautiously, and found her with four other guys. She was dancing drunkenly, stumbling over and cracking up with laughter.
The men were laughing openly at her, every so often making a snide comment. 'Hey Gwen? Did you want a drink?' Everyone was looking at her now, and Gwen raised her eyebrow, snorting. 'Err, no. These lovely gentle- *hiccup*- men are buying me drinks.'
'Oh okay!' said Tosh trying a different tactic. 'Well, Owen and I were debating whether to try a different club. Interested?' Gwen sighed, whipping round to face Tosh. 'Look Tosh. I know you're jealous because I'm getting more attention than you, but will you please just go away?' Tosh put her hands up in surrender and went to the bar.
She had just handed her money over when one of the guys who was watching Gwen's display came up to her. 'Hey beautiful' he slurred drunkenly. 'You're well fit. You're much hotter than your friend. Names Bryn. Fancy a dance?'
Tosh smiled politely, grabbing her drinks and edging away from Bryn. 'Err, no thanks, I don't want to leave my friend. But thank you very much for the offer!' Tosh quickly hurried away, wanting to get to Owen as quickly as possible.
Owen glanced up and smiled at her, before frowning slightly at the look on her face. 'Is everything okay?' Tosh nodded sliding into the booth and handing him his pint. Owen started laughing at the cocktail in her hand. 'What the hell is that?' They easily slipped back into conversation, and forgot about Gwen, who was still flashing her knickers at the men at the bar.
They were just debating whether to call it a night; after all, they did have work tomorrow, when Owen spotted a familiar face. 'Hey, Rhys!' Rhys caught sight of them, and grinning, made his way over.
'Alright then?' he said slapping Owen in the back and giving Tosh a quick hug. They had started to hang out a bit more with Rhys when he and Gwen were still together, and they had all grown close over time. Rhys had even forgiven Owen for the affair, and everyone agreed that Rhys was much better off without Gwen.
'Would you like a drink mate? I'm buying.' Owen said, and Rhys nodded after a moment of contemplation. 'Sure! I have to head off in a bit though; I'm meeting some friends at the Golden Shepherd.'
Owen went to grab his round, and Rhys and Tosh slipped into conversation. 'So, where's the rest of ya tonight then? Or is it a more….. private outing?' Rhys wiggled his eyebrows at Tosh, causing her to laugh. 'No, we were with Gwen, but she…. wandered off. And Ianto's introducing Jack to his family tonight.'
Just then there was a screech of laughter, and they caught a glimpse of Gwen wiggling her hips and winking at anyone in sight. Rhys rolled his eyes, but Tosh was pleasantly surprised when he merely said 'whatever. As long as she's happy, I don't care anymore.'
Tosh hugged Rhys gently, smiling at him. 'You're better off Rhys' she said, and Rhys smiled and winked at her. 'Thanks love. And hey, that's a big deal for Ianto and Jack then!' He suddenly frowned. 'Do Ianto's family know that he's gay?'
Tosh shook her head. 'No I don't think so. But it should be okay. And if not, then he has us, we're his family too.' Rhys smiled at Tosh, impressed by the fierceness in her expression, and the sisterly love she showed.
Owen joined them, and the three of them were still chatting and laughing when the bartender approached Tosh, handing her a cocktail. 'There you are love. It's from the gentleman at the bar.' Tosh thanked the man, and glanced at her friends. Owen had an odd look on his face, which Tosh couldn't quite place.
Rhys was trying to hide his laughter at the surprise on Tosh's face, and the obvious jealousy displayed by Owen. Good, Rhys thought, it's about time Owen saw Tosh properly. Rhys always personally thought Tosh was extremely beautiful, kind and smart, but she wasn't his type. He saw her in more of a sisterly light.
'I wonder who that was from.' Owen muttered, sounding tense. Tosh shrugged, not looking too bothered. 'Should I drink it?' Rhys looked at Owen, who smiled and shrugged. 'Free drink' he merely said, making Tosh and Rhys laugh. Tosh took a sip and smiled. 'mmm' she said, making Rhys laugh harder, and drawing a chuckle from Owen.
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The three of them left the club, laughing and chatting away. Tosh was stumbling quite a bit, and Owen grabbed her to stop her from falling. Wow, he thought, she's a lot drunker than I thought. Rhys looked a little concerned, and said to Owen 'are you gonna be okay getting her home?'
Owen laughed and nodded. 'Yeah, I'll be fine. Enjoy the rest of your night!' Tosh waved enthusiastically at Rhys, yelling 'BYE!' Rhys chuckled and waved back, making Owen laugh harder. Turning around he looked at the Japanese woman in his arms. 'Come on you,' he said. 'Let's get you home.'
They had only walked about halfway home when Owen realised there was something seriously wrong with Tosh, She was stumbling more and more, and becoming unresponsive. Owen had to half carrying her, and frowning, he placed his hand on her wrist to check her pulse.
It was getting slower and slower, and lifting her head up, Owen could see that her eyes were rolling slightly. Oh shit. He quickly laid her down on the street, checking to make sure she was breathing. She wasn't. Feeling panicked, she grabbed his phone and rang it. After the fifth ring, Jack answered.
'Owen, it is two am, if this is a drunk call, I swear to god-' Owen quickly cut him off. 'It's Tosh, I think she's been drugged, she's unresponsive. Get here quick.' Owen could hear rustling and Jack said 'we're on our way.'
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Ianto put the dishes in the sink, putting away the take-away menu. He could hear laughter coming from the living room, reminding him just how lucky he really was. After all, his had his amazing sister, who had even left her husband for him, his wonderful niece and nephew, and his fantastic boyfriend.
He didn't need a father who used to beat him, didn't support his choices, and didn't accept him for who he really was, even though he was willing to forgive and forget. And he didn't need a mother who was more concerned about the family image than his well-being and happiness, to the point where she wouldn't call the police or social services out of fear of what the neighbours might think.
He felt arms hold him tightly, and Jack kissed the back of his neck tenderly. 'I'm sorry about today Yan.' Ianto smiled and turned in Jack's arms, planting a kiss on his lips. 'Don't apologise cariad, it wasn't your fault. I should have told them beforehand, I guess with the kidnapping I didn't think they'd be as concerned.'
Ianto's voice went quiet. 'I guess I thought they'd be so happy I was alive they'd support me.' Jack closed his eyes and pressed his lips against Ianto's forehead, cheeks, chin, nose, and finally his lips. They could hear a giggle from the door, and they saw Mica stood there, smiling up at them.
'What you up to, eh?' Ianto asked, walking over and swinging Mica up into the air. She laughed delightedly and hugged her uncle. 'I love you uncle Yan' she said, snuggling against him. Then she looked over at Jack, and wiggling out of Ianto's grasp she ran over and hugged Jack.
Jack was surprised, but then a grin appeared on his face, and he hugged Mica back. 'I love you too Jack' she said. 'Nana and Granddad are really mean.' A frown appeared on the little girl's face. 'I don't like them anymore.'
'Now, now' Ianto said, bending down and putting his arms round Mica. 'Don't be like that, sweetheart. I'm sure Nana and Granddad will come around eventually.' Mica nodded reluctantly. 'But I still prefer Jack' she said simply, before walking back into the living room.
Jack fought the guilt burning in the pit of his stomach. He felt as though he was personally pulling the family apart, and as much as he didn't like Ianto's parents, he didn't want to ruin the family. As if he could sense what Jack was thinking, Ianto looked at him sharply. 'Don't you dare Jack Harkness. This is not your fault. I'd rather have you than my parents any day, and if Mica prefers you, then that's not your fault either.'
'I prefer you too!' David said from the living room, and Jack and Ianto laughed. 'Hey, I'm sure you said you had some treats for the kids' Jack said loudly. David and Mica's faces appeared in the kitchen doorway immediately. Ianto fought back a laugh and pretended to look confused. 'kids? What kids? Are there children in this household?'
David and Mica each took a hold of one of Ianto's legs, and looked pleadingly up. 'Ah!' said Ianto, snapping his fingers. 'Those children! I think there may be something in the cupboard….' They automatically let go of their uncle's legs and ran towards the cupboard.
Ianto and Jack sat on the sofa in the living room, the children rushing in after to show their mother what their favourite uncle had bought them. Rhiannon raised her eyebrow at Ianto. 'You spoil them, you know.' Ianto smiled and shrugged. 'It's one of my many privileges as an uncle.' Jack and Rhiannon laughed, and Jack sat down in front of the telly to help David set the x-box up.
Mica climbed into her uncle's lap, a worried look on her face. 'What is it love?' Ianto asked, holding the little girl close. Mica turned her face into Ianto's chest and whispered 'last time you bought us something you were taken away. I don't want you to go away again.'
The room went quiet, and David looked worried as well. Ianto looked at the little girl and smiled sadly, his heart breaking slightly. He hadn't thought of what she and David had gone through, not understanding as much, and not even knowing as much as the adults did.
'Listen sweetheart. I'm not going away for a long long time.' I hope. 'I love you all very much, and would never just leave you, okay?' Mica nodded, still looking upset. 'Don't you worry Mica,' said Jack. 'I love your uncle very much, and I promise to protect him from harm.'
Mica stared hard at Jack. 'Promise?' she finally said. Jack solemnly held out his pinkie finger, and they pinkie promised. Ianto couldn't help but be amazed at how easily they took to Jack. They had only met Lisa twice, and as much as he loved her, she wasn't really a child person.
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He was in that cold metal chair; strapped so tight he couldn't even move. Jack's dead body lay a few feet away, daleks shouting 'exterminate' over and over. There was gunfire, shouting. Large Minotaurs rampaging through the streets, a little girl lying dead in the road. A green faced man was clinging to his dying brother, crying out for help.
The same man having his arms pinned behind him, being forced to watch his wife and child's execution. An a lonely god, the face changer, travelling the worlds, all the time looking for the one who was lost, the simple blonde human, who had captured his hearts in so many ways. Gone. All gone now, only fire and anger left. Fire! It burns! Ianto. Help! Ianto! Ianto!
'HELP ME!' Ianto bellowed, his eyes flying open, and his arms flailing wildly. Jack grabbed him and yanked him close, holding him until he'd calmed down. 'Shh, sweetheart, shh. It's okay, I'm here now.
Ianto sobbed for a bit, until his heart rate eventually calmed down, and he began to feel silly. 'What was it?' Jack asked gently, running his fingers through Ianto's hair. 'Ephimis?' Ianto struggled to piece together what he had seen.
'A bit' he admitted, and Jack kissed him softly. 'Then what-' All of a sudden his phone began to ring, and Ianto whispered 'it could be important.' Jack sighed heavily and glanced at the caller ID. Owen.
'Owen, it is two am, if this is a drunk call, I swear to god-'Jack paused frowning. Ianto watched with apprehension as the entire colour drained form jack's face. He threw the covers off the bed and said 'we're on our way.'
Ending the call, he spoke to Ianto in a rush. 'It's Tosh, Owen thinks she's been drugged, she's unresponsive. We're gonna get them and bring them back to the Hub.' Jack glanced at Ianto, who looked horrified and angry at the same time. 'You okay to come?' He asked gently, and when Ianto nodded, he grabbed the keys and said 'no time to get dressed; we'll change in the Hub. Come on.'
What do you think? Owen wasn't as protective as I'd intended, but fear not! Next chapter, i promise all three boys are going to go all possesive boyfriend and big brotherly! Reviews are very helpful!