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Tweak says, "What KIND of weird?"

Captain Jack Harkness (timeaftertime) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-10-10 22:02:00

Entry tags:

gwen cooper, ianto jones, jack harkness

Who: Jack, Ianto, and Gwen
What: Criss-crossed-reality-Torchwood-folks meeting up for the first time
Where: Rose's house (where Jack and Ianto are staying)
When: Backdated to the day that Gwen arrived; continued from this post
Warnings: Possible language ahead
Status: In progress

While they'd waited for Gwen to find her way to Rose's house-turned-Western-domicile, Jack had taken care of mashing up bananas and cooking up porridge for Gwen's baby to eat, and Ianto had located some appropriate cloth for eventual nappy use. After all, Ianto had more knowledge of fabric, and Jack had more experience with food and babies. Best to have supplies ready before Anwen needed a change. When that was done, they settled to wait.

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	alwaystorchwood 2011-10-22 09:05 pm UTC (link)
	"And he's pretty close to Torchwood, now, so he is a bit more handy with a gun." He had to be given their year in hiding. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	timeaftertime 2011-10-23 12:43 am UTC (link)
	"And I do have to breathe! I think those were my words, actually. You said something about stags and antlers...? But he slugged me at their wedding, not that time." He gives Gwen a curious look at that little tidbit of info. The Rhys that they knew certainly knew Torchwood, but Jack wouldn't describe him as close, exactly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	alwaystorchwood 2011-10-23 05:34 am UTC (link)
	"Well he's protective." Even more so now they had Anwen, and it could be annoying at times. But she was protective also so she normally put up with it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notjusta_teaboy 2011-10-23 02:45 pm UTC (link)
	"Well, what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours, right?" He grinned fondly over at Jack. "But it was that, too. Nice to see someone stand up to you." He thought about that. "Okay, but you deserved it." "Well, he should be. He has people worth protecting." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	alwaystorchwood 2011-10-23 04:05 pm UTC (link)
	"Rhys isn't easily intimidated," she replied with a grin. "Even when it comes to Jack." She smiled at Ianto's comment, pressing a kiss to Anwen's forehead. She was definitely worth protecting. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

timeaftertime
2011-10-23 05:32 pm UTC (link)

"But since I'm yours, does that mean I'm mine? Whoever said it... we said it! Can't fail with 'we'." He mock pouts. "I wouldn't have said it if I knew it was really his mother! I know better than to go insulting someone's mother, especially when I've interrupted their wedding!" Then again, he can't quite remember what he said, if it would've applied only to the presumed alien. Whoops.

Awww. Much as Jack couldn't have imagined Gwen so pleased with a baby in the past, she seemed natural at it now. She always did have that protective streak anyway. And something that's hers? Oh, VERY protective. "Is your Rhys still in haulage?"

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	alwaystorchwood 2011-10-23 09:30 pm UTC (link)
	"At least it was kind of true," she said with a shrug. To be honest, Rhys' mother could be a pain in the arse if you spent too much time with her. Too much time being more than five minutes. "Sort of," she replied. "I mean, it's hard to keep a job like that when you're in hiding." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

notjusta_teaboy
2011-10-24 10:30 am UTC (link)

He laughed as Jack tried to puzzle it out. "Right! Can't go wrong with we!" He shook his head. "Oh, poor Jack. Sometimes you just can't win." But he does remember Rhys' mum as particularly overbearing.

"Maybe...maybe we should see about food, and then talk about that." They did need to eat, especially Anwen, and that was a part of Gwen he knew nothing about. All of this was a mystery to him.

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timeaftertime
2011-10-25 12:51 pm UTC (link)

"That's how it works, right? You get married, you become a 'we', but let's never do the 'letting ourselves go' part. I don't want to put on weight. Like, oh..." Rhys's mother and her terrible perfume and clothes. How could he not think of that when he was already thinking about her? Quite an impression for just meeting her for a day.

"In hiding...? Right, let's get the food. Gwen, we've got things mashed up and ready to go for her, and the porridge should be cool enough for a baby by now."

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