20
Ianto rolled over as the phone blared in his ear and cursed, looking over at his sleeping son.
When the hell did he come into the bed?
Ianto slid out the bottom of the bed, easier that waking the two children that had entered it in the night and he took his phone through to the bathroom, sitting on the loo while he rang the studio back.
"Hello, this is Ianto calling back" Ianto said softly and then listened with alarm as he was told there was an 'event' that required his immediate attention.
Ianto was dressed and moving within minutes, a note left by the kettle as Rhiannon was always first up and the kettle was her first stop telling her he had been called in early. He drove calmly as he tried to think of what it could be, the assurance that it was not an alien situation making him believe it might be a night-time taping.
The airport was cold and he pulled his Burberry around him as he walked briskly towards the lights and the light plane sitting there looking out of place.
"Sky Gypsy" Ianto said softly, "Nice name. I would have liked to have called Mica Gypsy but my wife thought it sounded like a hooker."
Jack turned and laughed at him, his ease also comforting Ianto, "Ianto Jones, these people have flown through the rift. We need to set up some things …. Ah….here comes Gwen."
Ianto turned to find the team approaching and knew he should not be in the shot so he slid back out of frame to watch as the poor transients looked totally confused by this action. Tosh saw him and over to whisper what he thought they should do. Ianto shook himself from the comment 'here comes Gwen' as it had rattled him to find that Jack saw Gwen, not the team approaching and he was surprised to find that he didn't like it.
"They will need IDs of some sort, we also need to know if they are of this 'verse or another" he said and she looked at him with surprise.
"Wow, you are good at this" she grinned, "So, do we act like they are hostile or friendly?"
"Friendly, definitely" Ianto nodded remembering that they did not know this was real, "They are a troupe of method actors form London so don't expect them to break character to help you."
"Oh god" Owen groaned as he overheard, "I hate method actors."
"Get used to it" Jack said as he walked past, his glance at Ianto full of thanks, "The producers like the idea."
Ianto watched it all play out, his unease at John's despair shared by Jack who took a moment during a break to approach Ianto and ask for a private word.
"John. What are you getting from him?" Jack asked as he closed the door to Ianto's trailer.
"He is not taking it well. I don't think he is going to adjust as easily as the others. I like Emma, Gwen seems to have clicked with her so maybe lead things that way. Diane…"
"They want a thing with Owen" Jack interrupted, "She gets the whole TV Show thing and is onboard, like Emma but you are right. John can't get it, the more we try to explain the more confused he is getting."
"Look, I will distract them for a while and you go back to the Hub to set up the storyline. If I take some cameras with me we can maybe get some fillers and fluff while you get the gang on board." Ianto offered and Jack stepped forward, their lips touching briefly before he turned to leave then he turned back with his foot on the bottom step to the trailer.
"Ianto, I have a weird feeling about this one." Jack said softly, "I understand John's panic. I felt that once and I know how easy it is to give into the fear."
"Then you stay by him" Ianto nodded, "make sure he is miked and watched. Gwen gets Emma and Owen Diane. Tosh can do the whole fake ID thing while I can slip into the background and see if I can really find something for them."
'Yes. Delegate" Jack nodded, "See what you can really find while Tosh does the play acting."
Ianto watched the door close and settled back to consider what was really happening, this out of his league. He had no idea people could come from the rift as well, Christ on a Harley.
He took them to the supermarket, watching them gush over bananas as the cameras rolled, trying to remain aloof and slightly miffed while hiding his sorrow at the situation. It also raised questions he wanted to ask Jack later when they had a chance. If these people came from the rift, it means they were taken by it as well.
Right?
He researched the plane and found reports on the missing plane from the 1950s, then from that he was able to find John's son. Ah shit. He passed it along to the producers and left it at that, going home to Rhiannon's.
He hoped that would be an end of the whole thing.
Dreams are free.