Abel, a factIanto Jones was Torchwood. He started out at One and ended up in Three. He, of all people, should understand that alien artifacts strewn across the boardroom tables should not be touched unless given the OK. But it was just sitting there! Begging to be touched. Who was to stop him anyway? Jack had abandoned Torchwood for the Doctor.Abel, a fact in Fan Fiction More Like This
Deciding that Jack leaving was a legit enough reason to reach out for the artifact, Ianto did. A jolt of electricity shot up his right arm and he disappeared from the boardroom.
Owen Williams typed code into the online Torchwood alien database while Emma, the new medic, prepared the alien body for an autopsy. Two other agents, Dan and Ruth, were busy debating over the latest news. And Jack?
He was down in the archives. He let no one else down there but him.
Apparently, the blast had not destroyed all of the paper files that Torchwood had kept locked away. Besides, those files were supposed to mean more than the lives of the agents. They document the beg
Pretend a Little WhileYou can control your life, but you can't control your heart. You can't control love. You can take over the world, but you can't keep the people from thinking. You can't stop the feeling; you can't stop the humanity in you.Pretend a Little While in Fan Fiction More Like This
You can pretend that you don't feel it, tell yourself that the purity of it is false. Sooner or later you'll have to face it. While he is locked in your arms in a short embrace right before the final end, you might be able to push the truth away.
But it doesn't hurt to believe that it's real.
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A crater. It was a big, smoking crater. Well, not exactly smoking anymore. That had cleared up days ago. But truth be told, it was a crater. And on the edge of it stood United Nations Intelligence Taskforce New York sector medical director Martha Jones-Smith. Mickey stood next to her, holding her hand. Martha had been sent over by UNIT headquarters in America to survey the aftermath of the 456 in the fellow NATO country United Kingdom because of her original nationality. That, and because of her ties with Torchwood.
And Martha Smith nee Jones was absolutely furious. Her hand gripped her new husband's hand tightly. A British general came up to her and attempted to brief her on the spot. "I don't want to hear it," she interrupted. Her voice was starting to shake. The general paused and tried to begin again. "I said I don't want to hear it," Martha repeated.
"Just back off mate," Mickey told the UNIT general. The general relented and walked back to his soldiers.
Martha must have stood the
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You see, the difference between a virus and a toxin is that the virus eventually will kill you. It goes without saying that the toxin will eventually kill you too, because obviously, it's still toxic. But if it's Aenidiea K78 then that's a whole other story.
Of course, when you're gassing an entire population of people in a building to death, you tend to skip the details. Virus sounds a lot deadlier than toxin doesn't it? Fast-acting viruses cause even more of a commotion. If you're an invading alien, you usually don't explain that there's a cure, a sliver of hope.
Aenidiea K78 is a compound that puts the contaminated into a death-like state. It attacks the nervous system, starting with the brain stem. Then it spreads and targets the neurons, paralyzing the axons. The brain slows down, and the messages sent slow down as well. Eventually, the heart beats extremely slow. The pulse is impossible to feel. But somehow… somehow you're still alive. The chemical in the
The Day the Earth Stood StillSo many things can happen in just one year. You can land a man on the moon and keep fighting a war on the other side of the Earth. You can witness the first public alien contact and see the dawn of a whole new world. In one year, the entire Earth can be taken over by a madman. So many things can happen with so little time.The Day the Earth Stood Still in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inside her flat, a new mum and dad feed their baby girl. The baby squeals and they laugh. But today, the laughter is lost in other memories. They stare at their girl and they can't imagine a world without their pride and joy. A world that they almost weren't able to have.
Another couple work around their flat. School has ended and their kids are home. The woman pops the kettle on and makes tea while her husband watches the memorial on the telly. The two kids one boy and the other a girl- bicker over who get the last biscuit. The woman feels like punching a wall as the pot steams, but she doesn't. Instead, she pours the tea and gives it to her family. Then she b
Sins of a Time LordThe Doctor did not know who Ianto Jones was until he happened across a broken Jack. In the Time Lord's timeline, he had yet to hear of the young man. The final battle with the Daleks on the Crucible had not yet occurred for him.Sins of a Time Lord in Fan Fiction More Like This
The captain had cried bitterly and blamed the alien for his lover's death. The Doctor had no choice but to act like he knew what was going on. It wasn't until Jack uttered the name Ianto Jones that the Doctor froze.
It couldn't be.
The Doctor had always had his suspicions of Jack being the Face of Boe, but they were never confirmed. It could have just been a coincidence. And a coincidence it was indeed that Jack was the Face. All the Doctor could do was comfort the man and mutter apology after apology, trying to find a sense of peace to offer the immortal.
Later, down the Doctor's timeline, he saw Jack's face on the computer screen of the TARDIS, in his Torchwood Hub, defending the Earth from the Daleks. In an instant, the last Time Lord's heart broke. This man
He Could Open His EyesJack sends the signal and gazes sorrowfully at Gwen's face and her tears. In a few seconds, he'll be gone And this time he really wouldn't be back. The blue light swirls around him as he's transported into space and across the galaxy.He Could Open His Eyes in Fan Fiction More Like This
Except he's not where he expected be, but he's where he should be.
The Cardiff night life and hillside is immediately replaced with a mushroom cloud shaped panel. An orange-yellowy light illuminates the room while blue accents the control panel. Jack knows where he is. And he knows that even after all that waiting and hoping, this is honestly, truly, sincerely, definitely the last place that he wants to be.
The figure at the controls looks up in slight surprise. He's regenerated, past what Jack recognizes to be the time traveler he'd once accompanied once loved. Those innocent-looking eyes that deny having played a part Earth's history six months ago made the anger inside Captain Jack Harkness boil and explode. He screams. He yells. He
He Knew EverythingEach night after that, Jack would lie wherever a bed, the ground, sometimes in a coffin. Sometimes he'd be dead. Most of the time actually. But the times when he wasn't, the only thing he could do was think. There wasn't much he could do besides that. No one to talk to, no one to confide in, no one to cry to.He Knew Everything in Fan Fiction More Like This
Someway or another, Jack would begin to think about those last words. A strangled declaration of love. And he kept thinking how all he said was "don't."
But Jack would convince himself that Ianto knew.
Ianto knew everything.
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Variants: goodbye, good-by
Etymology: alteration of godbwye meaning God be with you
Date: circa 1580
What kind of word was goodbye? Goodbye. Good-bye. Good-bye. The "bye" part was understandable. It was a short statement of farewell. But the "good?" What was so good about "goodbye" when it was forever? These were the things Ianto Jones pondered about during the time in between the Hub exploding and Floor 13. Goodbye was, in Ianto's book, a one-word oxymoron.
That's why he never said it when he died.
Sooner or LaterGwen would turn around, after a near-death encounter with an alien. The bullet had barely grazed her hair. It came from behind. There was only one person that could have Then she would lose her breath. That same hair, that same billowing coat. The same face.Sooner or Later in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey did ya miss me?"
Gwen could bloody kill him, but she's too happy so she crushes him with a hug instead.
The new Hub is reminiscent of the old one. It was a good thing that only part of it was blown up. Gwen Cooper-Williams was able to use Martha's old contacts to round up some UNIT troops. They helped to rebuild the fallen Torchwood. The Tourist Office was restored to its original shape. The workstations were back, along with a fixed invisible lift. A office to the side of the entrance held empty though.
She was typing away on her computer, expecting her colleagues return soon. They'd gone out to the local pub for a drink that night. The Rift had been quiet. Then she heard it.
Her paperwork blew
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Wishing we could too.
Would you want to,
Wish on the current with me?
Watch as the sun melts away,
Into a whimsical trance of yesterday.
Let's take a picture as a memory,
Of what will never truly be.
Goodbyes are forever,
But see you later's have potential.
Reminiscent times of you and your smile,
Sweet whispers of lovely betrayal.
The world unmasked its beauty,
When you stepped into my life.
Ripped away and torn from reality,
I've fallen into a world that doesn't exist.
A world where "I love you",
Clashes with "Kiss me."
Fragments of the undead roses say,
This reincarnation building a new me,
Could very well be the death of we.
Single-handedly making me fall,
In a blazing fire of burnt crimson.
Tell me something, sweety,
Will you catch me if I fall?
Faith has eradicated from the ground,
Smiling gladly with great persistence.
Regrets are a part of my unlucky shame,
But without them, I wouldn't know your name.
I wouldn't know that sweet voice,
Or the w
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The heart monitor was flat-lining and raging out of control, just like Shane's heart screamed with absolute terror.
She got off of her knees and ran to the bed, grabbing her mothers hand screaming at her.
"Why did you do this?! You can't die on me now!"
Two nurses rushed in and grabbed Shane by her arms and tried to haul her out of the room, attempting to calm her down.
Shane just kept fighting both of them off with all of her might, hollering at the top of her lungs.
Eve heard her and ran into the room to see her struggling with two nurses.
"Shane, calm down!", Eve grabbed her and pulled her in, "It's going to be okay."
She kept fighting even after Eve grabbed her and the nurses let go, giving up.
Eve started hauling her backwards, until they were finally out of the room.
"Let me go!", Shane's voice was breaking.
Eve held her tight, not letting go, and closed the door to the room.
She calmed Shane down instantly once the door had been shut and sat her down with herself and Andi.
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Eve sat down next to Andi and told her the bad news, trying to keep her gaze on Andi, she never realised how beautiful Andi was, how her hair just fell with no guilt, how her face was like an angels.
She understood why Shane kissed her, but still didn't agree with it.
Andi was trying to hold back tears as she realised this is going to be extremely painful for Shane.
Eve gave Andi a reassuring hug and held her for a moment then let go and walked over to Shane's bed.
"Shane?", Eve swallowed her thoughts and put the past aside
She needed Eve right now and Eve wasn't about to make things worse, she could wait.
Shane looked up at her, tears drenching her face.
"You can see the grimace already.", Eve thought.
Eve wiped the tears away and held her hand tightly, promising to never let go.
Andi walked out of the room without a word and burst into tears.
The nurse walked by.
"Hun, are you okay?", the nurse sweetly asked.
"Of course," Andi thought, "right as a damn nurse walks by.."
"Yeah, I'm fi
Black And WhiteMy life a complete lie. I'm only living if I'm breathing, right? Or thinking? But I'm always thinking. Constantly, it's never ending. If my thoughts were worth money, I'd be rich. I'd also have a million dollars if I got a dollar for each time something went wrong. With me around. I'm just staring at lines on paper, trying to convince myself that there is a deeper meaning. Like some poetic bullshit you hear from some famous poet. As if my life were something an author would write about and an illustrator would draw out each critical scene as if it were important. With blood dripping on an arm or a broken girl staring at the water dripping down her naked body, not feeling a thing. Perhaps add some pathetic consonant for a more visual effect of emotional doubt in her eyes.Black And White in Short Stories More Like This
There are no vowels, no consonants, no letters, numbers, or even colours. Other than black and white. There is no grey. Only the insecure black and white creeping along the edges of my sanity, turning the red balloons
A Day Unlike Any OtherIt was a normal day like any other; the sun was beating down on the bed performing its duties to wake me up before I melted in the oven of hell.Though, it wasn't any normal day. Today, it felt like nothing was real. I woke up once again only to be thinking I was dreaming. The sky had a lovely shade of blue and the clouds were nowhere in sight. My curtains seemed to be tangled slightly, as if they had been tampered with while I was sleeping. I shook the covers off my body and sat up, staring at them. I noticed something I never saw before. The curtain had a bloody finger print on it. I examined closer to make sure it was blood. It had dried. What could this mean? I then lifted my shirt to check for possible cuts or slices of any sort. There was not a single scratch other than the already obvious imperfections. I stepped out of bed and saw my room as it had always been. Grabbing my clothes from the shelf in my closet, I picked up a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and quickly got dressed. MyA Day Unlike Any Other in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
DistanceSongbirds sing in the spring and the cicadas chirp endlessly, loudly even, in the summer and when the bitter winds of fall take place, all you hear is crunching under your feet as each leave cracks under the weight of your shoes and at that given moment when the leaves are cracking you feel like the world is caving in and you're going to fall into a whole different universe. Then the blistering cold winter shivers you to the core and it glistens and if you laid in it, you could make snow angels all day because your world revolves around that and only that and if it were to begin snowing again, you'd just lay down and redo them, in a repeated cycle. Perhaps its the winter when you want them the most to guide you through the freezing tundras of frozen icicles. When the snowflakes land on your eye lashes and you blink frequently to remove them so they take your face in their hands and use their thumbs to gently wipe them away or a snow flake may fall upon your nose and they kiss it away wDistance in Short Stories More Like This
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Shane was wandering through the halls, passing by all the lockers with graffiti heavily written everywhere.
Her palms were sweating beads that intertwined with the others, so she wiped them off on the sides of her jeans.
Half way down the hall way, she reopened the note and re-read it carefully, the first few words ringing in her mind.
"Meet me in the girls locker room stall."
Suddenly, Eve popped up right in front of her face and dragged her into the locker room.
Shane didn't know what to do, her thoughts were rushing and spilling out of her head like the ocean being split by Moses.
Eve pulled her into the stall and jumped on her as if she was stalking prey and pouncing.
She kissed Shane and Shane felt her body go numb as she kissed her back over and over again like a roller-coaster ride that never ends.
"What are you doing?" Shane caught her breath long enough to ask.
"What I've always wanted to." Eve replied, grinning.
Shane was surprised and didn't fully understand, but at the same
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Eve walked over to Shane and smacked her across the face before stomping out of the bathroom in a jealous heart broken rage, she held her face for a moment and stared down at Andi.
"What are you still doing in here?! GET OUT!"
Andi just stared for a moment then got up off the tile floor and walked out of the bathroom, heading to her cheerleading practice.
Shane knew she had no one to blame but herself, so she felt bad for yelling at Andi, she got up and stared in the mirror at the red hand mark stinging on her pale face, she slouched down and cradled her head in her hands, wishing she hadn't done what she did.
While Shane was recovering from her mistake, Eve was pounding on lockers as she walked angrily down the hallway.
She was headed to her next class.
"I can't believe she did that.."
Whispers were heard all throughout the hallways and it wasn't long before what had happened reached everyone's ears.
Shane walked out of the bathroom, holding her face, as if the pain were extremely ago
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Shane fell off the couch in a panic and fumbled to get up, she stumbled towards the door tripping on the mat that said welcome.
Scared for her mothers life, Shane sprinted down the sidewalks hoping she'd reach the hospital in time, she didn't have a car, or money for a cab.
Eve awoke from a nightmare, she stared at the clock.
"How long have I been asleep?", Eve stared at the clock, "2:00AM?!"
Eve sat up staring at the pitch blackness surrounding her and reached for the lamp, she couldn't see and crashed onto the floor with a loud bang.
"Ow, god dammit.", Eve cursed under her breath until she stood to her feet and turned on the hidden lamp.
Eve grabbed the keys to the car, sneaking out the door, and walked into the cold brisk night.
Shane was still sprinting as fast as she could but she wasn't paying attention and slammed right into Andi.
She toppled over Andi and they crashed to the cold pavement.
"Jeez, Shane. Watch where you're going, you're gonna kill someone!", Andi pushed Shane of
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Shane started to become conscious as she realised Eve was holding her hand.
"Am I dreaming..?" Shane asked uneasy.
"No, you passed out or something while the head mistress was talking to you." Eve replied pointing at the head mistress.
Shane didn't understand what happened, she was scared and shocked, then suddenly blacked out, it made no sense to her what so ever, it had never happened to her before.
Shane said unsteady, "Maybe I just forgot to eat today or something.."
Eve smirked and stood up from off of her knees, stretching like an eagle spreads its wings.
The head mistress wasn't even acting concerned, infact, she acted more annoyed than anything.
"So what were you saying, Ma'am?" Shane said trying not to sound like a smart ass.
The head mistress scoffed and replied, "It doesn't matter, you are dismissed."
Shane sat up and started walking with Eve out the door, but the head mistress's voice echoed.
"Not you, Eve. You are going to pay for your actions. Sit back down."
Eve was anno
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He chuckled softly to himself as he saw his lover roll over, clutching at the pillow and sheets. The young man yawned, causing his face to soften momentarily before he laughed, just a little louder. He loved watching his lover sleep; it was one of the greatest comforts in this World. He rarely slept himself, allowing him to experience this pleasure almost every night.
He slid, easily into bed beside the young Welshman; wondering whether or not to pull him into his arms. Sure, he wanted to touch him, hold him, embrace him. But this moment was just too tender to ruin by waking him. Carefully, he bent his head, pressing his lips to his young lovers forehead. Kissing him seemed like the most perfect addiction, he leant over again, touching his lips, this time to the young mans mouth.
It was almost too much for him, he felt his heart expand, filling with sheer emotion for the younger man. Making sure he didnt wake him, he wrapped his arms carefully around the
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Sequel To Tease Me and Jack In Cuffs.
Jack stood in his office, looking at the object hed just found in amongst his assorted alien goodies. It brought a tiny, wicked smile to his lips.
Hed been enjoying the little revenge game he and Ianto had been playing of late. It excited him. But now he had to think up the perfect way to get the younger man back for that little stunt he had played with the cuffs and the tickle teaser. And he thought he may just have found it.
* * *
Ianto was annoyed. One of his files had gone missing and he was having one Hell of a time finding it. He was vaguely certain it was Owens idea of a joke. Although the two of them had been getting on better, the teams doctor still found it hilarious to play little childish pranks on him.
Tosh, you seen the Dogon File around here anywhere? he asked.
Yeah, its just over there, Tosh pointed to a large box file lying slap bang in the mid
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Jack exploded inside Ianto, seconds before the need for oxygen pressed against his lungs, causing him to gasp and pant for air. He collapsed to one side, breathing heavily, little white stars flashing in front of his eyes.
The young receptionist crawled up next to him, capturing his lips in a searing kiss.
Sixty three seconds, he told Jack.
Told you I could hold my breath for over a minute, the older man chuckled,
Barely, Ianto pointed out, looking at the stopwatch.
Thats not the point! Jack pouted, pulling his stunning Welshman back down for another kiss. Remind me what started this again?
The stopwatch? You gave it to me, remember? Ianto replied, running his hands over Jacks face and neck.
Oh yeah Jack said, thinking back to the day hed found the little thing.
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The streets of Cardiff were quite literally paved with pink paper hearts and bouquets of cheap red roses. Boxes of candy hearts lined the shop windows alongside singing cards proclaiming, I Love You and Be My Valentine. It was consumerism gone mad. All around him were happy, doting couples, fingers twined, gazing into each others eyes.
He had never been so glad of the fact that the hub was underground. At least he could get away from the oppressive dictator that was St Valentine, in the chaotic sanctuary of Torchwood. Both Tosh and Owen were single, so they wouldnt be making some huge fuss. Jack just was not the type to go in for pink flowers and heart-shaped chocolates. The only one who might mention it was Gwen, but he was sure Owen and his love of torturing people in happy relationships would put a stop to that.
He sank down in his chair, behind the tourist desk. So far so good. No pink in sight. He sighed, helping him
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The steaming water pelted against his skin, soothing away the aches and pains of the day. He sighed, pressing both palms against the cold, white tile, feeling the sharp contrast to the hot spray coming from the showerhead. His mind wandered, lingering over the image of Jack. Jack, drenched in the rain, his dark hair plastered to his stunning face, his coat thrown aside, the thin shirt he wore, clinging to his chest, completely see through.
His hand travelled downwards, running smoothly over his chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps pricking at his skin. The memory grew more vivid in his mind; Jacks pants, soaking, taught over his strong thighs. He wrapped his fingers around his shaft as he remembered the way the fabric had been near stretched to the limit over Jacks crotch.
He started to stroke when his lust-addled brain was overcome by the fantasy of Jack there with him, Jacks hand pumping his cock, Jacks lips pressed to the back of his neck, Jacks
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It would always be there, even though recent events had dampened it slightly, it would always lurk somewhere at the back of his mind. Two years, for Gods sake. That was the kind of thing you dont just forget about. No pun intended. Hell, it was the reason hed become the criminal he was, back in 1941, the first time hed been there. They had stolen two years of his memory. Two whole years, twenty four months, one hundred and two weeks, seven hundred and forty days. Sure, it was nothing to him now, but back then hed been a mortal man. He only had one lifetime, two years was a lot to take from it.
He wasnt planning on trying to con them, no, not now. He wouldnt allow himself to slip. He was on the straight and narrow. He would never be that man again. But he still couldnt help but wish he had those memories back.
* * *
Yeah, sorry. Whats up? Jack snapped back into consciousness
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Your coat, sir, Jack took the proffered clothing from Iantos arms, slipping it over his shoulders,
Thanks, Yan, hopefully this shouldnt take too long, just have to go Retcon a couple of pedestrians, he told the younger man,
See you when you get back, then, Ianto replied.
* * *
Jack delved his hands into his pockets, looking for some shelter from the driving wind. His fingers curled around cold metal
His mind was instantly plagued by images of the previous night. Strong arms bound to the headboard. Lips nipping at his throat, sucking, biting gently. Legs wrapped round his waist, flipping him over suddenly.
He would have to ask Ianto how he did that particular trick.
Then it was Jack who was cuffed to the bed. Straining against the metal bracelets as Iantos mouth went to work on his cock, driving him near crazy with need.
You alright, Jack? Gwen asked, suddenly interrupting him
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Ianto? Ianto, wake up! Look at me! Jack shook the young Welshman by the shoulders, trying to rouse him.
Cmon, Yan, please, up and at em! the captain was getting frantic. Hed had lovers pass out with the strength of their orgasms before, but this was nothing like that. This was frightening.
Up you get, Yan, cmon, this isnt funny any more, Jack pulled Ianto into his arms, kissing his forehead. He pressed his fingers to the younger mans wrist, checking for a pulse. It was there, but it was weak. He could feel Iantos chest rising, taking shallow breaths. For the first time, Jack noticed how completely dehydrated the young mans skin looked, how thin he appeared.
Shit, Ianto, why didnt you tell me? Jack sighed.
He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed his comm system. Inserting it in his ear, he dialled Owens number.
Whaddaya want Jack? the teams doctor
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Ianto put down the little book hed been reading from. Hed originally thought it was funny, Jack having a book called Captains Log. Now, he didnt know what to think. He stared off into space, stunned.
Jack stood at the door to his office. He was just waiting there, waiting for Ianto to put his diary down. How much had he read? God, Jack thought, serves me right for reading his. Silently, a tear broke loose from Jacks heart, and wound its way down his cheek. There was too much in that book. Every bad thing hed ever done, every bad thing that had ever been done to him. In that moment, he wouldnt have blamed Ianto if he ran away and never looked back.
Im so sorry, Jack whispered, brokenly.
Ianto just looked up at him. His expression was unreadable. Jacks mind traced the thousands of possibilities. He was sure Ianto would be disgusted with him now. He drew in a deep breath, try
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Walking up to Jack, Ianto said nothing. He leant forward to kiss Jack so softly, holding his hand against his captains cheek. A single tear ran down his own at the thought of Jack even thinking that he would reject him.
Ianto couldn't think about the rest of his life without Jack now. Pulling away only a little, he rested his head against Jack's, before he whispered,
'I will always love you, Captain. No matter what. All of what I just saw could have happened yesterday and I would still love you with every inch of my body and soul. Please, never think any different. We all have a past, some more than others and it hurts, God it hurts, Jack, but you make it okay again. I only have to call you and I forget everything bad. I want to do the same for you.'
Kissing him again, Ianto threw his arms around his captain as his muffled voice came from Jack collar.
'So...you still up for being Captain Harkness-Jones then?'
Jack pulled back for a second;
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4 months later
Sam was now 7 months pregnant and she was pissed off "I LOOK LIKE A FUCKING BLIMP, YOU FUCK RAT WITH WINGS YOU GOING TO GET A KICKING OF YOUR LIFE I WILL BEAT THE LIVING GRACE OUT OF YOU." She screamed Gabriel let it slide over his head like Castiel did Dean and Bobby jut stayed away unless asked,
"Sammy." Gabriel cooed at her, she sat on the floor looking at him from the corner of her eye as he crawled along the floor like a lower wolf would to pack leader, Sam knew she was nowhere near pack leader in this relationship but she like him like this even his wings were out and bent back low enough for her liking, "See, I know you like that." He said with a smile, she nodded
"Not sure why but I do."
"Because you always like to be top dog." He cooed again as he started to kiss bump "And to date you don't look like a blimp or a beach whale for you start, you beautiful, sex hunter and will be a perfect mother to out like offspring." Sam looked down at him
"What do you want?"
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Another month goes by and Sam has just had to deal with it, Gabriel was not going to change his mind anytime soon, but she was not expecting was everything else that came with being a girl, 'the monthly curse' she sat on the bed double over in pain popping some more pills "I swear I will kill that fucking angel!" she said, Dean just laughed
"The honeymoon is over then."
"Shut the fuck up, this is fucking painful, how is this right it's not Urrrrh." Dean rolled his eyes and got up from his seat and walked over to Sam,
"Sit up and scoot down."
"Sam just do it." She sighed and did as she was told; Dean slipped behind her and started to rub the small of her back,
"Ooooh Dean that is nice," she rolled her head back "Do I want to know how you know how to do that."
"It the same for woman in labour it help the pain well so I've been told."
"Whatever keep do that until the painkillers work."
While walking though a 'hunted' house, the floor creaked and buckled over the u even w
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Three months later
"MOTHER FUCKER GABE!" Sam screamed as she sat in the bathroom, after another week of being sick and her noticed her stomach had stretched, Sam put two and two together and went out and got 5 different pregnancy's tests and without telling Dean (because him and Castiel are too damn busy screwing each other in the back of the impala in fields and in other motel rooms) she tried them all and all said the same thing she was pregnant "GABRIEL GET YOUR FEATHERY ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" she screamed not caring she could wake up the sleep occupants next door, a small breeze and Sam knew Gabriel was in the next room, "Get in here." Sam said through grated teeth.
The candy loving angel walked in view standing in the door way with a lolly in his mouth, "Yeah did I forget to say there was like 99% possibly that when we mated that you could get pregnant especially with the extra Grace." He said "Lolly!" he smiled holding one out for Sam,
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A month goes by and Sam has to deal with being turning into a girl. Her, Dean and Castile have been looking for Gabriel that have been a failed attempted, it seem he had disappeared on the face of the world, Dean been helpful and not so helpful, winding her up, like when they go into the bar and Sam started getting chatted up by men by the sore and Dean would do his best to drive them way, Sam welcome him driving them way but it would upset her "Dean I have to ask in all that is in hell why you did by me tongs." Dean smiled at her
"Well I don't know, I found the idea funny."
"I feel like I could ongoing wedgies."Sam said pulling the thin fabric,
"Well why don't you go and get some more?" Castiel said, Sam raised and eye brow
"I would but once we find Gabriel and somehow get me to turn back I don't want all these everywhere."
"Well then why don't you buy something comfortable for when u will turn back?" Sam looked at the angel
"You know that is not a bad
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Dean was awoken by a heart retching scream of a woman, he jumped up out of bed his grey boxers hung low, as he looked down at his brothers bed and saw it was empty, Dean didn't remember bring a girl back to the motel and if he did Sam would have slept in the car and Sam would never bring one back, Dean was ribbed out of his thoughts by another cry, coming from the bath room, he picked his gun up from the table and walked over to the bathroom door "Sam have you got a girl in there?" he called out as he open the door, there stood a very tall woman looking in the mirror her eyes widen with shock, the only words Dean could smash out was
"S S Sam?" he choked on his words
"Dean." Came the feminine voice "I think someone messing with me." Dean just stood there look at her,
"Sam what did you do?" Sam turned around and looked at Dean
"Me, I wake up and look at myself and I'm a girl a fucking girl, how the fuck is that my fault?" she said, Dean shrugged
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A week later Dean and Sam head to Bobby's Sam worried they still haven't told the old hunter about Sam changing gender over night and that she is now pregnant and engaged to Gabriel, Dean was less than impressed but had no choice but to go along with it, "Come on you got to tell me, how different is it?"
"Look I want to know just encase I'm getting it wrong here."
"Dean you are sleeping with Castiel he is not likely to let you sleep with woman again."
"So this is why you have to tell me." Sam looked at Dean and frowned
"You really want to know what it's like being a chick." Sam say
"Yeah." A smile appears on Sam's face
"Alright Dean I will tell you but you will have try it out for a month." Sam said
"What are you mad, no?"
"Then you will never know." Sam smiled moving the chair set back a little and closing her eyes her hands rested on her bump, in the back on Sam's mind she was talking to Gabriel who was scream 'HA FINALLY YES I GET TO TOLD
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Sam watched as Gabriel and Dean shouted Castiel sat next to Sam really not wanting to get into this fight,
"CHANGE HER BACK!" Dean shouts
"ONE WORD DEAN NO FUCKING WAY, OH WAIT THAT IS THREE, THREE FUCKING WORDS DEAN, I AM KEEP SAM AS A SAMANTHA!" he growled
"SAM WAS BORN A MAN AND SURE AS FUCK HE WILL DIE AS A MAN."
"Oh thanks." Sam mumbled, Castiel jump when she felt Gabriel growled vibrate through the motel
"Gabriel please stop your given me a head ach." Castiel said rubbing his temples as Gabriel smirked
"Change Sam back into a dude or so help me I will cut off your appendages." Dean growled, Gabriel walked up Dean backing him in-between the beds until they sat next to Sam
"Sam is staying as a girl and have fun." Gabriel said as he reacted out and grabbed Sam's hand and clicked his fingers and him and Sam disappeared from the room, Dean blinked and looked at the empty space where Gabriel once stood he then looked down at Castiel who was still rubbing his head
"He he just kidna
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Sam sat up in bed her hand rubbed her bump and winced at the shooting pain in her stomach, she sits there for a few moments trying to clear her head, when a another jolt of pain hit her "Fuck." She said as she placed her hand down and felt the sheets were wet beneath her "Fuck!" she cried out, turning over to Gabriel who look like he was a sleep lay next to her "Gabriel you feathers for brains you better wake up or other wises I will rip your wings off, my waters just broke." Gabriel bolted up right and blinked at her
"NO OF COURSE NOT I WAS DREAMING IT!" she screeched
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Doctor Who Fan fiction
The Inescapable Choice
The Doctor was dozing, sitting on the raggedy, old chair next to the console of his beautiful TARDIS. A book he had been trying to enjoy rested on the chair at his hip, his hand resting on its still open spine. The gentle whooshing sound of the TARDIS as she did her automatic diagnostic exam of her engines was calming to him, as was her very presence was to him in these few quiet moments in his life: she was his constant companion, no matter how many others he lost due to his own faults. Her presence in his mind, the quiet but present company was always a comforting there-ness whenever he found himself alone.
He hadn't slept in days, a feat normal for him, but he was
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The Doctor walked away from his mother, frustrated, but sure of his purpose. He could change the past to
bring about a better future, he had done it before. This War was not like an average fixed point in time, it
was timelocked but not yet, and this was a parallel universe. Dalek Caan had been able to change the death
of Davros just by a mere emergency temporal shift.
The Doctor's thought processes were interrupted when he nearly stepped head-long into someone else. The
other person took a few steps back as the Doctor stopped. The person was another Time Lord, and judging by
his lack of surprise at the preoccupied man who had nearly run him over, he must have been looking for the
Doctor himself. The other Gallifreyan was young in appearance, looking to be around fourteen or fifteen,
maybe even sixteen years of age if he were human, and by his eyes, his body's age was comparable for his
age to his own species. The boy suddenly stood at attention, inclining his head in a rigid
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The Doctor's eyes burned like fire as he stepped out of the TARDIS, Mellan's limp body cradled in his
arms. There was not enough meaning in the word 'rage' to describe the expression seen in the Doctor's face
and body; it was the wrath of a hurricane, the Oncoming Storm.
He stormed down the corridors, hardly even thinking about what directions to go; he knew exactly where he
was going. The floor quaked beneath him and dust and small specks of rubble rained from the ceiling in
places; the retribution for what Rassilon had ordered had begun, and it would cost thousands of lives on all
sides of the War. A waste of precious life. The Doctor continued steadily towards the Council Room without
even glancing up at the battle going above him. There were two guards at the pathway leading to the Council
Room and they looked surprised at the Doctor's approach. They blocked his way as he made to step onto the
walkway, their faces showing both confusion and wariness, glancing down at the
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The Doctor's mind was slow and thick and his body was cold. He sat slumped in one of the chairs, his head
resting against the high back and his breathing ragged, his teeth gritted against the pain. The only thing
he could hear was his breathing and the quiet, reassuring hum of the time rotor as his beautiful, brilliant
ship swam through the stars. He kept his mind open to the soul of the TARDIS, more than usual, not wanting
to go through this again alone. She pressed against his consciousness, sensing his distress; she warmed him
slightly, like a warm embrace wrapped around his hearts that were beating madly in his chest from fear and
agony. He didn't want to die alone.
He let out a small cry and pressed a hand to his abdomen as his wound gave a sharp pain. He had wrapped a
bandage around himself, not even taking off his suit jacket, but the gun shot had long since bled through,
leaving a wet, red stain down his trousers and on the arm of the chair. Not good at all.
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After a few minutes of examining himself in the mirror in his closet in the TARDIS, the Doctor gave himself
a reassuring smile in the reflection. He hadn't realized in what sort of state his clothes were in until he
had walked into the TARDIS, where someone had left her in a room adjacent to his. His brown suit had been
ripped and singed in several places, and blood, hopefully just his own, darkened the fabric in spots.
The blue suit with red pinstripes hung exactly where he had found it the day he had before, the day before
he met Martha Jones. Ah well, no hurt finding it a little early. He found his red trainers but then came
across something else as well. The Time Lords on the front lines had received a set of Gallifreyan armour,
and as one of the main leaders raging the Time War, he had also received a set.
The guards of the Capitol had always worn armour under their robes, but this protection was different. The
chest piece was thin and smooth, but had a dark menace to it
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The Doctor woke up to silence, utter and absolute silence; the type that was always strangely
disconcerting. The world was still blurry around him and he felt sick. He screwed his eyes shut with a groan
and reopened them, letting his eyesight clear up slowly. He just stared up at the ceiling of the TARDIS; the
lights were dim now and the observation mechanism had been activated somehow, letting a vast array of stars
and systems rotate brightly and slowly on the apparently invisible ceiling. He watched the chaos and yet
brilliant serenity of the stars above and his still slow mind wandered to all the times he had looked up at
the universe, thinking only of its magnificence.
Something was wrong though: these were not the stars he had watched as a novice, dreaming of the
sight of those heavenly bodies up close; they were familiar but not the stars over Gallifrey. The Doctor sat
up slowly, his head protesting, throbbing dully at the movement. His stomach felt like it was filled w
Learning to Love pt two During the weeks that followed, Rose and the Doctor got a long more than ever. There was a little bit of uncertainty in her still, but she had learned to accept what had been given. Right now that's all she wanted, all that mattered was that in a way she did have the Doctor. At any rate her father and mother had learned to accept him and even her little brother loved him. That wasn't difficult though, he still had the same sense of humor, the same memories, and the same body the other one did and it was true, he did need her. The old Doctor always needed to have a companion and she was sure this one did too.Learning to Love pt two in Fan Fiction More Like This
She studied him from the chair she was sitting him, watching him watch the telly while on the couch. She smiled to herself; he was in a way perfect. Today she had taken him to the social security office to try to make it look like he never had a social security card. It would take them about a month before he would be considered ever
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"I'm fine," he assured her. "That just hurt, a lot."
"What happened?!" she asked. "Where did the other Doctor go?" Rose would have suspected that he may have been the human one, but knew he wasn't. He wasn't wearing the same suit as the other one.
"He's apart of me now like before," the Doctor told her. He stood up and took both of her hands in his helping her stand up with him. "He's not dead and he won't be left all alone in this world without you. He was right about one thing; you're not an easy person to lose."
"Well, I'm never leaving you again," Rose reassured him, wrapping her arms around him. "Nor him ever technically because he really is you now." She grinned, but then frowned. "At least this way, I'm not hurting anyone," she said, "because I chose you, but in a way he is you and has the same feelings."
The Doctor didn't say anything, but continued hugging her, soon he let go though.
"Time to get you back to the TARDIS," he sa
Emptiness pt two"Come with you?!" Rose asked, her face lighting up. The only way you could tell she had been crying was because of the wet tears on her face. Neither her eyes nor her smile showed sign of it. "Of course I will!" she exclaimed, but then memories of the Doctor waiting for her in the tour bus entered her mind. True, she would give anything to be with her Doctor again, but she didn't want to hurt the other one. In a way she wished that the other didn't exist, but she had to think of his feelings too, he only had one life to live as her Doctor was like a cat and had thirteen. "Wait," she said, expressing her thoughts to him. "What about the other you?"Emptiness pt two in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Doctor sighed and looked at her with a slight frown. "I don't know and I don't care. We're different " he said, even though he knew it wasn't true. He was even sure this new Doctor had new memories with Rose, memories he thought he could never have with her.
Rose's heart sank when she saw the Doctor frown; she hadn't meant to make hi
Emptiness pt threeThe Doctor and Rose walked with their fingers laced together to go tell the clone that she was leaving with the real Doctor. Even though this was making her feel slightly guilty, she had a big grin on her face, her teeth exposed. The Doctor was grinning too, he had found his way back to Rose and she had agreed to go back with him.Emptiness pt three in Fan Fiction More Like This
Suddenly, the girl spun around and hugged him.
"Thank-you so much!" Rose exclaimed.
"You're welcome," he replied, kissing her again. "I love you, Rose."
"I love you too Doctor," she said kissing him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
As the two were lost in each other, the clone Doctor came out of the tour bus. Rose should have been back by now. He was getting worried. Her concerts that he didn't attend very often were never this long. He didn't attend them not because he didn't want too, but because him being there made Rose uncomfortable. She claimed it was because he would be the only one there who really knew her. He wasn't so sure he believed this, but
Learning to LoveIt had been months since the Doctor and Donna had left Rose in the Parallel universe with the clone of him. She couldn't help but feel a little bit bitter. It was all her fault too. She let him slip away as she had been stupidly kissing the clone and all for saying the three simple words she had wanted to hear.Learning to Love in Fan Fiction More Like This
She was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea that the Doctor had made for her. He had kissed her on the head and walked back in the living room. He had been trying to hard to please her, but he felt like he never would. Rose was still wrapped up in thoughts of him; the real him. He got up to go check on her again. The tea was untouched.
"Rose?" he asked with concern in his eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked. All she did was nod. Rose hardly ever said anything anymore, she was always in a deep depression. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I know I'm not really him, but I have his memories and I do love you just as much as him," he gulped before the next thing flowed from his l
Emptiness pt oneIt had been years since she, Rose Tyler had been pulled into the parallel universe away from him, The Doctor. She wasn't going to think about that right now though, it was true that currently she had The Doctor, but it wasn't really him. This Doctor was only a clone, almost a human as he had the lifespan of one. True, he still had the personality and everything of the one before, but something was different. Anything could take him away from her as she had been taken away from hers. She didn't want to think about any of it though, not in the middle of this.Emptiness pt one in Fan Fiction More Like This
The cheers of the crowd echoed through the room, they shouted for Billie Piper That's who Rose Tyler was now. True, it was only a stage name, but none of them would know her real name. No, they didn't need to know who she had been then, she was a different person. She walked back out on the stage in black leather pants and a black leather halter top as the music started to play and the strobe lights began to flicker. This was t
K-I-S-S-I-N-G 11: Janto"You know, I know we haven't seen each other for a while, but somehow it doesn't feel like it was that long." Jack was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. Ianto laid next to him. Tosh sat cross-legged on the floor, laptop in her lap, typing away.K-I-S-S-I-N-G 11: Janto in Romance More Like This
"Are you kidding? It felt as long as when you were at camp this summer!" Ianto sat up and stared down at him incredulously.
"Well, yeah, I know, but hanging out now, it sort of feels like I just saw you yesterday."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right." Ianto looked over at Tosh. "Tosh, thanks so much for letting us in here." Jack sat up beside him.
"It's nothing. But you owe me!" she said, trying to be stern. The effect was somewhat ruined by the wide smile on her face. "I hope that you two have learned something from all of this.
"I know I have," Ianto said seriously. "Never listen to Jack's ideas." He dodged Jack's shove.
"Hey, it was a good idea until you broke the window!"
"That was not my fault!"
"Oh, sure, klutz!" Jack ducked, and a
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General Torchwood Fanfic
POV: Ianto Jones
When you're in a relationship with Captain Jack Harkness, you never really know what you are to him.
Jack doesn't have an easy time showing his emotions, which I guess is maybe why it works out so well between us. I'm not really comfortable showing how I feel about him. But maybe that's because he's never really said how he feels about me.
But he shows it. He'll look into my eyes, when we're in bed together, when we're kissing, when we're talking, and I can see it. I can see there's so much more than he says out loud.
But I still wonder...
I see him looking at Gwen. I'm not blind, I know she's attractive. And I wonder if she hadn't been taken when Jack met her, if she'd be where I am now. Because I have a fairly good guess she would have tried if she didn't have a relationship.
When he ran away to the Doctor... I honestly thought he'd never be back. He left without a thought. From the few times he talked about the
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Somewhat song fic (no lyrics in it, however) inspired by Broken (by Lifehouse). I advise listening to the song as you read.
I glance at the clock, only to realize that the hands haven't moved for hours, at least. Maybe days. If only time could stop. If only it had stopped before you were taken away from me.
I'm waiting for this to get better, easier, but I don't think it ever will. They say that time can heal all wounds, but it can't replace a hole in my heart.
I'm broken, damaged. You knew that. You didn't see me as the freakish immortal like so many others did. You didn't run away when you realized what I was. You saw me as human, something that even I couldn't see myself as anymore. You knew that the decisions I had to make that no one else could tore me up inside, even if I refused to tell you about them. I should have, I should have realized you'd understand. But so much has happened to me. You didn't
K-I-S-S-I-N-G6 Janto TorchwoodIanto woke up and groggily looked at the clock. 8:00. Much too early to get out of bed. He rolled over and snuggled into the pillow again, closing his eyes as he tried to block out the sunlight filling his room and go back to the dream he'd been having. But a moment later, his eyes snapped open, he jumped out of bed, and he was dialing Tosh's number.K-I-S-S-I-N-G6 Janto Torchwood in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hello?" a groggy voice answered on the other end.
"Hey, Tosh, it's Ianto," he said in a rush. "You know what day it is, right?"
"No," she groaned sleepily. "Is it 'Let's not wake up Tosh and let her sleep in' day?"
"Judging from how my morning's started, I didn't think so," she sighed. "Well, what day is it?"
"I can't believe you forgot! Jack comes back today!"
"Ianto, I just woke up when the phone rang, did you honestly expect me to remember that quickly?"
"I did. Come on, get up, we need to get ready."
"Ianto, it was your idea for a 'Welcome Home' party, not mine. YOU can set it up."
"Come on, please?" he pleaded.
"Can you be pati
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"So, any preferences?"
"Mmm, not really. I haven't seen anything yet, and I pretty much did this to be less bored. So, whatever," Owen said indifferently.
"I'm with Owen, I don't care. As long as we actually go to a movie, I don't mind."
Rhys rushed to voice his opinion. "I agree with Gwen!"
"Toy Story 3 is still playing, I heard that's good," Lisa suggested.
Tosh turned to the last member of the group. "Ianto?"
"Toy Story's fine." Lisa smiled at him.
"How enthusiastic you sound!" Tosh said sarcastically.
Ianto shrugged. "I just don't care, is all."
"Then Toy Story it is!"
They bought the tickets and went inside, finding seats and settling in a sort of order: Lisa, Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Gwen, Rhys. Rhys immediately started chattering with Gwen, and Owen watched them while Tosh attempted to do the same with him. Ianto smiled wryly as he watched his friend try to get Owen's
K-I-S-S-I-N-G7:Janto Torchwood"Ianto, would you stop staring out of the window? I think you're going to melt a hole in it," Gwen said, attempting to tug him away.K-I-S-S-I-N-G7:Janto Torchwood in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'm waiting for Jack," Ianto said, stubbornly refusing to avert his gaze from the road.
"Yes, I know. We all are. But you don't see anyone else staring down the road." Tosh came to join Gwen in his efforts. "Come on, you watching isn't come to make him come any faster."
Ianto reluctantly let them drag him away from the window. "Besides!" Gwen said. "He's not even supposed to get here for another fifteen minutes at least, and we are not going to let you sit there for that long."
"Fine!" he moaned melodramatically. They wandered into the kitchen, where all of the adults were talking.
"I can't help but wonder how these kids grow so fast," Mrs. Jones remarked. "I swear, I'm going to have to buy Ianto an entire new wardrobe!"
"I'm sure that Jack's grown a few inches while he's been away," Mrs. Harkness said wryly. "And I think his feet go up a size every half
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A Torchwood Fanfiction set after 'End Of Days'
Ianto is tired and alone... is he?
Ianto's jacket made a thud when he let it slide down to the floor on his way to the bedroom. His feet were more staggering than stepping towards his bed. Ianto was close to collapsing; he had been awake for more than 72 hours. The rift didn't sleep and neither did those parts of the hub which needed to be looked after...
It wasn't so much the fact that work let him forget for a short duration of time or that he simply forgot... it was more the fact that Ianto was afraid of what was waiting for him back in his flat. Everyone was watching him, everyone kept observing him... shooting glances at each other when they thought he wouldn't see.
It was Owen who practically dragged him home in the end, rambling something about nutty workaholics and the need to sleep. Ianto knew that the medic was right because as soon as he stepped out of the hub everything
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A Torchwood fanfiction
Jack and Ianto are stuck in a closet; Jack's got an idea how to kill the time but something is disturbing them ;D
"Ianto, are you alright?"
Yup, a little claustrophobic and just the usual feeling of lost dignity about hiding in a closet and stuff but fine... what about you?
Oh you know me...I'm too handsome to be not alright! And I cant really complain with you all pressing against me.
Stop joking. That thing practically impaled you.
Why, are you worried about me?
Drop it; we should rather worry about that alien out there.
Oh, I've encountered them before: Dalurean bladebeast. They are as dumb as they are vicious and absolutely horrified of the darkness; we should be safe as long as it stays pitch-black in here... Tosh was working on a way to adapt the darkroom-bomb technology. This thing should be knocked out as soon as everything in this floor goes bla
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Jack and Ianto had a fight
None of the two knew how everything had started.
A wrong word, a wrong gesture maybe; nothing spectacular, nothing worldshaking.
So insignificant that they couldn't even remember it.
It had been nothing...
And still they found themselves saying things they didn't want to say; doing things they would never have done.
Shouting, fighting, throwing things at each other.
Hurting each other and themselves in the process even more than they would have thought possible.
Jack had stormed off and left Ianto standing alone in his flat.
Ianto just stood there, looking at the door as if this action would bring Jack back to him.
He wouldn't come.
Too many bad words had fallen; Jack would never come back again...
His home seemed so cold and dark suddenly.
Ianto just stood there;
unable to accept what had happened; refusing to believe that Jack had left him...
He couldn't remember how long he had been standing there until re
I've still got that stopwatchthis is kind of a conclusion to "pain", but you don't have to know it to read my scribble xDI've still got that stopwatch in Fan Fiction More Like This
it's the famous stopwatch moment from ep8 season 1 and this time it's told from Ianto's point of view
Hope you'll like
Ianto sighed; he was sorting out some paperwork on Suzie's death in the storage room.
Again a day which had painfully confronted Ianto with death.
Not the usual way, if death could ever be called something usual.
It was about one of his colleagues.
Gwen nearly died and Suzie had been part of the team...like Lisa
But this was different.
Strangely enough this incident showed him that he couldn't keep on dwelling on the past forever.
He had to move on.
Ianto had known this for quite a while now.
He just never found the courage to take the next step.
He closed his eyes.
He remembered the smile Jack gave him when Ianto had worked out a way to phone the world outside.
Ianto silently laughed
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A Torchwood Fanfiction: Ianto feels kinky and Jack's going to suffer it...
Refers directly to Another Diary Entry 03 but can also be read as standalone, I'll link the diary entry in my comments.
It was just one of those days; Ianto had no clue where this idea sprang from or why it jumped into his mind in the first place all he knew was that he was going to follow it through...thoroughly. Maybe it was Jack...probably...no certainly. Of course it was Jack, who else could make him think of these kind of things? Not that Ianto was complaining but reconsidering the way he had changed during his time with Jack his change was quite disturbing... Jack brought it all on himself and now he was going to suffer it a little, this was going to be fun.
9:00am Jack Harkness was leaning against the counter of the fake tourist office. He knew that Ianto was cleaning the cells and wouldn't be back within sixty minutes
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A Torchwood fanfiction
Ianto writes about his day, Jack and a date...
Today I went out on a date with Jack.
Which was different...but on a nice kind of way.
Initially I was a little taken by surprise by his announcement because we haven't talked about going out for months to be true.
Too many things have happened and the fact that our dates usually never end properly because of Weevils/megalomaniac psychopaths of human or Alien origin/Gwen/the rift or something/somebody else interceding got me a little worried.
But I have to admit it went really well.
Jack took me to a nice little restaurant at the bay after work.
I had a plate of really delicious pasta; I've got to check whether they do deliveries.
I really hope so because it would really make a nice change from the usual Pizza especially after me having to retcon a delivery-boy from Jubilee again after already retconning one last week..
Myfanwy escaped and wanted to have a little look on him.
Thankfully Suzie had trained
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Caressing joyful dew drops on your hair
When your sight will get free...
In a wild blink of rebelious glee...
In a time of unreal memories, you'll see
The places our surreal worlds have built
Mountains, lakes, trees
Shrouded by a sweet, divine wind.
When your heart will see
Birds flying freely, endlessly...
Decomposed on the sunset's hue
Then you'll know and feel
My hands longing to reach you
The whispers of a pure truth:
"My blue torment of my youth...
In silence, memories and distance,
Upon the ceiling of my imagination,
I'll always be with you"
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A wondering riddle.
It's what I've tasted from your lips.
There's the mystical answer,
The torture of your spell.
A long way to guess.
I hide a black dusted
Your heart was beating
Out of your chest.
Were its heavy signs -
Louder than on a day
Of Saint Valentine's.
All the waiting,
Your endless disease,
Was finally ending
Slowly and blurry.
The flaming blush upon your cheeks
Was feeling its own, well deserved glory.
You rushed and opened it,
With the permission from my eyes.
I was looking into your eyes-
Deep into your blue storms -
And all I could read
Was only illness consuming you inside
Along with a childish bliss.
After all of this,
You kept pulling the trigger
Rubbing your trembling fingers
And turned the tide.
The clock killed its seconds...
I could hear their scream.
I've never seen such apathy
Drawn upon your face
Beneath a smile felt in disgrace
Of any other ancient
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Has the guilt of my everything.
Forbiding the only chance to be free,
Chaining my thoughts to the ground.
Hysterical laughs on charcoal leaves flew around,
Disturbing serene sadness of my glee.
Awaken worlds in life's little things
Forsake my tender thoughts to the nothingness wings
Dissipating with velocity
In the hands of Gravity.
It's like an occult religion
With all its strange ways.
Devouring miscellanous levitating dreams
Spreading mercyless comtempt to the ones on the banned brims -
The ones who dared to fly on the Sun's sacred rays.
Gravity is the vermillion
Murderer of all the ancient hopes fallen in the
Slush of eternity.
I've been cursed forever
With the evanescent living...
I've been forbided to say "never";
But my words flew anxiously away...through the ceiling
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Silence drew everything around, tenderly in a charcoal bliss, hard to wake up from it.
The night was almost over. Fragile sun rays were bathing the coarse sky and the clouds seemed to feel tired in their own cloak.
Mysteriously, the eyes seemed to have appeared in the tormenting decor, like spies of the night. Their intense color whisper their own story...a story about how they were born in a dreamy space, where reality looked different, with a new shape, with a palette of colors which can speak music notes around their irises.
Like two eclipses painted with earth's dearest color, the eyes stared at night's spectacle every time it appeared
It's curious It's so curious how their inner sparkle remind of the same lights from the Milky Way.
Those eyes belonged to a little girl, who was laying near a small, old looking bed, rusty at sight. She was hugging a plush bear toy, really tight to her chest.
With her kn