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Tweak says, "THAT'S PARIS HILTON!!"

madeinwales (madeinwales) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-11 22:43:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 18, ianto jones, jack harkness, location: museum

Day 18 - before dawn
Who: Ianto Jones and Jack Harkness
What: Coming home
Where: The museum
When: Day 18, before dawn
Rating: PG-13 to R?
Status: Active

They had been dropped back before the sun had even begun its climb up into the sky (or day had been dialed in, Ianto thought) and Ianto was knackered and a bit heartsore, though he couldn't really say why. Not the heartsore bit, at least.

The replica coat swirled round his ankles as he walked carefully, new shoes shiny in what little light there was. It was enough to find the museum, at least, and to slip inside towards the room he shared with Jack. Belatedly, he wondered what they had been told about the day's experiments, if they had been told anything at all. God, he hoped that everyone knew that they were alright.

Ianto knocked before pushing the door open and wearily called out, "Jack, it's me, it's over. I'm back. ..Jack?"

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capt_harkness
2009-08-12 08:41 pm UTC (link)

Well that would be consistent with what tended to happen at Vas Captio. Jack thought of the morning buffet and how food had turned to ash after leaving the room. It was the day Ianto had left that cryptic message for Jack to decipher, with Jack adding his own words of love to the mix. He had been forgiven, so Jack figured he was allowed the sappiness.

In truth, Jack wondered how much a clone could know about him. Memories and facts were one thing, but to know how a person would react was another entirely. "It's a start," Jack replied softly. "I've never been one for admitting things either. If it were specific, what would it be?"

Because Jack wanted to know if this was a clone or not. And he knew that Ianto would know the right thing to say to turn him into a believer.

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madeinwales
2009-08-12 09:28 pm UTC (link)

"Brecon Beacons." Ianto turned and wedged his back into the corner and clasped his hands in front of him. These were painful memories. "Mainly for the helplessness I felt then and the helplessness I feel now. I was willing to give up my life to get Tosh out of there and I'm willing to do the same now, with everyone else here. No cannibals though. That's a plus. At least in the Beacons I knew who's head to bash. Here, I don't."

His back slid down the wall and his legs stretched out in front of him. They were talking so things were progressing. Or, rather, Ianto was talking and Jack was listening. He still had to prove himself, but it was much better than being thrown out or bludgeoned over the head with something. "All I wanted, then, was for my stupid little life to mean something. It's why I did it, why I stayed." Ianto's head tipped back so that his gaze was lost somewhere up in the ceiling. He couldn't admit this and look at Jack. "And it's after all that mess, while I was high on opiates that I knew I was forgiven."

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capt_harkness
2009-08-13 01:20 am UTC (link)

That sure as hell was one word (or, two to be accurate) that would make Jack sit up and take notice. It hadn't been one of Jack's most shining moments, following quickly on the heels of what had really been a horrible time for him. He sat and listened, thumbnail pushing his cuticle back to give himself something to do with his hands. The naggling doubt was growing and growing and Jack was wondering if it truly was possible.

Could they have been taken for the entire day? Anything was possible, wasn't it?

It was one of those things that... Jack knew but didn't actually know. "I swear, there are times that I should have kept Owen with Janet and thrown away the key." Yes, Jack knew about the opiates and knew where Ianto had gotten them. Against his better judgement, Jack rose from the bed, glad he still had his trousers on at this point in time. He moved across the room, crouching in front of Ianto, one hand resting on his cheek.

"You said that once before." That was one of those things Jack only vaguely remembered, something that was clearer as time went on. The name still eluded him, but Jack figured that was the most important part. The circumstances and what had happened they could remember but not what caused it. "That I gave you meaning."

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madeinwales
2009-08-13 01:34 am UTC (link)

Ianto frowned at the light touch and looked up. "They were for the pain, the drugs. It .. helped. I cracked a lot of things on that trip." Oh, thank you, God, for making Jack listen, for making this alright. He sighed a little and rubbed his cheek against Jack's palm.

"I .. don't remember saying it. But it's true. After .. after Lisa, there wasn't anything for me to hold on to except Torchwood. And when you came back..." Well. Jack gave him meaning, but not in that all Ianto's life was Jack. Jack showed him how to move on from the pain and find joy again.

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capt_harkness
2009-08-13 01:42 am UTC (link)

He wasn't a believer yet, but he was more inclined to listen that was for certain. Just so long as Ianto didn't give him any reason to doubt what he said. It was still tenuous between them.

"No, you probably wouldn't." Jack drew in a breath. "My curse, I suppose." His curse to be able to get through retcon. Fantastic.

"And when I came back...?" Jack asked, prompting Ianto. He still wanted that proof this was Ianto.

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madeinwales
2009-08-13 01:47 am UTC (link)

"When you came back and it was .. in the open. Like you wanted me and not just my arse. It.. rebuilt my life. You gave me meaning, Jack. You showed me how to find it. Even if we never got through the official date." A hint of a smile was beginning to show through the exhaustion on Ianto's face. This was horribly mushy stuff and very emotional, but to convince Jack of anything, he had to let it all out.

Hopefully, Jack'd appreciate it. Ianto shifted closer so that he could put his cheek against Jack's bare shoulder. A yawn was stifled against tan skin.

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capt_harkness
2009-08-13 01:59 am UTC (link)

All of it -- word by word -- Jack was beginning to trust Ianto. That this was his Ianto that sat in front of him. The scent was even right and that was one thing Jack knew couldn't be fabricated. Hell, just seeing a clean-shaven Ianto was a change from the past week or so.

"I always did want to actually get that date in. Without having a Weevil interrupt us." Jack drew in a breath as Ianto shifted closer. Well, there was one way he had always been able to tell if it was Ianto and that was through a kiss. That same kiss Ianto had tried to foist off on him and, had he just taken it, they could have avoided this entire conversation.

No sense waiting. Jack lifted Ianto's head and pressed his lips to his lover's. It was Ianto who'd have to prove himself.

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madeinwales
2009-08-13 10:21 am UTC (link)

He'd never have to prove himself in a kiss. Kissing Jack was one of the easiest things ever and all he had to do was let go and do it. And true to form, it was a demanding kiss, even if he was bloody tired, slow but firm. It was very much Ianto, in that kiss.

Finally!, he thought and brought a hand up so he could stroke Jack's cheek with a thumb. The worst part about all of this place was that it made people mistrust one another. And not like how he would expect, either. Ianto kept the kiss relatively short, though it was hard given that he deeply enjoyed kissing Jack. There was just something so satisfying about it.

He pulled back after a little nip to Jack's lips. "What did they show you that you thought I was dead?" he murmured, still stroking Jack's face, trying to soothe.

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capt_harkness
2009-08-13 03:51 pm UTC (link)

With a kiss like that Jack didn't need any more proof. He silently cursed himself for doubting that this was his Ianto. Ianto was right in that: had Jack pushed the other man away he never would have forgiven himself.

Jack was loathe to let the kiss end and even as Ianto pulled back presumably for air, Jack didn't want to let him go. He pulled Ianto into his lap needing the contact. Rather than answer, Jack kissed Ianto again. There was a hint of desperation in the kiss coupled with a lot of relief.

"It was the experiment from the other day. All those rooms. You and Shannon suffocated to death. They showed it on the monitors. Everyone taken was killed differently." even though Ianto was in his lap, Jack could still see it.

And this meant something else: Remy was alive. Good for the Doctor.

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madeinwales
2009-08-14 12:05 pm UTC (link)

When pulled into Jack's lap, Ianto shifted a bit so he could hike up the legs of his trousers a bit and wriggled so that the coat fell comfortably over the two of them. The desperation in Jack's kiss was answered with a firm confidence from Ianto, trying to wipe the pain all away. Even when he spoke, he kept his face close to Jack's, breathing the same air.

"Nothing like that. Just us in a flat with no windows. We were even given films to watch when things got dull. I'd say that the experiment was on you lot, this time around." Which was sick, putting everyone through that. "Let me take care of you," he said suddenly and shifted to push Jack towards their little make-shift bed.

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capt_harkness
2009-08-16 06:23 am UTC (link)

It was still strange seeing Ianto in the duplicate coat, but at the same time, Jack liked seeing Ianto wearing the replica. He knew the connotations it implied but he couldn't be arsed to care. Not with Ianto in his lap and doing that little wriggling motion of his.

The kiss did much to alleviate Jack's fears and it was the kiss coupled with Ianto's taste and scent that told Jack this was indeed his Ianto. "A flat you could watch films? Next thing you'll tell me is you managed to get a bondathon in that I didn't have to sit through." The last bit was said quickly, however.

"I thought I was the one supposed to take care of you," Jack said softly, though allowed himself to be pushed backwards towards the bed. He laid on his back, pulling Ianto on top of himself and wrapping his arms tightly around his lover. "I never should have doubted you."

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madeinwales
2009-08-16 10:08 pm UTC (link)

"Yes, you should have. Absolutely, you should doubt me. We need to have a code word or something. Something absolutely secret between us, but bugger if I can think of something." They needed something to erase that doubt, because until they could think up something, it was reasonable to expect the other might be a clone.

Ianto let himself be pulled atop Jack and shrugged out of the replica coat, leaving it to drape over them. The coat branded him absolutely as Jack's man, soldier and otherwise, and he found that he didn't mind. He would have, before this place, but he thought that the desperation going on this place was making them love a bit more strongly.

"There was," he said mournfully, "not a single Bond film about the place."

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