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[morgia]

Title:  Blue Lizard  part one  (WIP)
Author: Morgia
Rating: Mature, Adult  AU
Genre: AU Thriller
Summary:  Everybody has secrets, sometime they wait in the shadow the good moment for taking the revenge.........
Chapter summary:  The unit is rebuild.......
Pairings: Team, Jack, Ianto, OC, really different pairing, don't want to tell all the good suspence..... lol
Warnings: mature subject and bad words, mention of sex
Spoilers: no, its a AU series
Authors Notes:Ok, this is my first time in the world of the AU. My fabulous, gorgeous and so talented beta told me is was all right. I trust her. I'm a French Canadian, if you think my written style is weird, that the cause. 
Disclaimer:Torchwood and Dr. Who belong to RTD and the BBC.
Beta: The deliciousjust_being_me08 

prologue

master list

 

 

Blue lizard

 

 

Part one

 

Toshiko is a brilliant and pretty woman. She’s not the one you notice in a crowd, she’s an unassuming person. But, when you cross her gaze you never forget her. Each morning, she wakes up at 5:30am, her sleepy steps bringing her into the kitchen. In the early morning the silence is interrupted only by the sound of the kettle. Each morning it’s the same ritual, when the kettle softy groan, Toshiko takes some green tea, puts it into a cup and waits. When her tea is ready, she smells the aroma and then peels a grapefruit. Delicately, she opens the fruit and smiles. Slowly, her mind melts away; memories take her like a little raft on a river.

 

“MUM!!!! I’m hungry!!”

“Shhhh.... Toshi, you have to learn to be patient. This food is delicious; learn to appreciate its taste. Take this, it’s a grapefruit....”

“Ewww!! Mum.... it tastes weird!!”

“No Toshi, it tastes different. Explain to me what it tastes like.”

“Umm, it’s sour.... and a little bit sweet at the same time....”

“That’s better. Now, what about the colour, the texture?”

“It’s great shade of pink.... I like the sensation on my fingers.... its soft and strong. It makes me smile to watch and touch this fruit.....”

“Oh, my Toshi, this is happiness..... To share every moment like this my child.... Every one....”

“Mummy? Why are you so sad in your eyes?”

“It’s nothing baby..... nothing.... Come on eat.”

“Love you !!!!!”

“Always my Toshi.... Always....”

 

Toshiko Sato lives alone. She has a spacious flat. She has great couch, all new kitchen accessories, a powerful computer, beautiful stuff, great clothes. Toshiko has all she wants, she has money. But some mornings, when she pours the hot water onto the tea’s leaves, she thinks that she would give all that to recover the odours, the warmth from the oven, the laugh of her little brother and the voice of her grand-mother singing a old traditional song that rocked her childhood.

 

Each morning, before work, Toshiko Sato leaves her flat and walks to the coffee shop three street corners away. Each morning she gives a pound to the same homeless man sitting on the ground, smiles timidly and then enters the coffee shop. Inside, she waits calmly for her turn and orders a black coffee and pastry.

 

This morning, it is the same routine. With the coffee in a hand and the pastry in a bag, she walks to her work. She works in a bank. She takes the same route, the same streets. She passes the same people, the same bus, she hears the same loud and noisy sounds of the city that wake up. She likes the stability.

“Good morning Toshiko Sato.”

The voice makes a face appear in her mind, a name on her lips. She loses her smile and all her body tenses.

“What are you doing here?”

“Oh, Tosh, do you really believe you will be  to forget forever?”

“No... not really....”

“This is why you will always be my favourite, a strong woman with a child’s naivety.”

“Stop that. Tell me what you are doing here.”

“A new mission, I need the best.”

“I paid my debt a long time ago.... I have a normal life now.”

“Sorry but someone has paid a large sum in order for the unit to be rebuilt. You are one of the best. You are either with us or against us.”

“I presume I have no choice.”

“You always have a choice....”

The woman sighs and looks directly into his eyes. Her past doesn’t want to leave her alone.

“I will contact you soon....”

The man turns back and blends into the early crowd. In the closed woman’s hand, a little card sits. She knows what it is, she opens her hand, on the white card a blue lizard is printed.

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In the Hub, Captain Jack Harkness is angry. Last night someone tried to kill him. He doesn’t know who or why. He hates to lose control of a situation. They had an urgent meeting as soon as they had returned to the Hub. It looks like as if the target was only him, but he didn’t want to take that chance. He ordered them all to leave the Hub together, not alone like usual. Owen, Rebecca and Francis left together after the meeting. He has no worries about them, they are like brothers and sisters. However, Gwen took her time before leaving. She wanted to stay with him for the night. He turned her down. She has a husband, she has to be with him. He knows she loves him, but he doesn’t deserve her love. Jack Harkness doesn’t love Gwen Cooper the way she loves him.

“Sorry sir, here is your coffee!”

“Awwwww, Rebecca, you are fabulous!”

“I try my best sir!”

“Nothing suspect last night on the way home? You guys all right?”

“No nothing Jack, and don’t worry about us!”

She smiles at her captain and for a moment her great energy and her fresh youth makes him forget all his problems.

“Here is your mail, sir.”

“Thanks Rebecca.”

Now alone in his office, he looks at the mail on his desk. One envelope takes his attention. Only his name is printed on the surface. He knows what it is. Without hesitation, he opens the envelope and takes the card inside: the card is white with a blue lizard printed on it. Captain Jack Harkness shivers. He knows this is bad and dangerous news: the unit is rebuilt and they will come for him.

 

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In the fresh night air a man walks to the History museum. He was given his new mission this morning. Someone paid, so he executes. He left Suzie’s bed early that morning. He doesn’t love her, but he appreciates her. She’s like him, a monster without conscious. Her heart is cold and that’s what Ianto Jones needs, there is no place for emotions in his life. In front of the museum he turns and walks in the shadows. In front of the exit, he takes a little alien object in his pocket and places it on the lock. The lock unlock in a strident noise. He smiles, why are the noises in the scene crime always so creepy?

 

He knows where to go and how not to set off the alarms. Ianto Jones is a professional; he knows how to be invisible. He walks into an office; the beam of light that shines out under the door confirms to him that he’s waited. He opens the door. In the office a man sits behind the desk. The man is older. Wrinkles stand proudly on his face, white hair covers his temples. He smiles to Ianto.

“Ianto Jones, I knew I would see you one day.”

“It’s great to see you again Harold.”

“So, you are the one who they sent to kill me?”

“Yes, they never forget. They always find us.”

“I know.... It’s been a while.... The last time I heard about you, you were in France with your wife... Lisa is that her name?”

“Yes.”

“How is she? And the little baby?”

“They are dead.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No you’re not.”

“That’s true.”

The two men look at each other for a moment. Then Harold gets up and stands beside Ianto.

“I missed you.... You were the best.... “

“You taught me it all....”

“I missed your body.... your taste....”

“I’m here to kill you....”

“I never stopped loving you.....”

“I loved you too.....”

Then the older man pushed the other hard against the wall, pressing firmly his body against the young man.

“Its been so long.... seven years Ianto...”

“I was young... I was only twenty two.”

“I have a last request.”

“What is it....”

“Let me enjoy your body one last time....”

“Harold.... don’t...”

The end of his sentence is lost in a hard kiss. The mouth devours him and he lets go. He loved him so much before. The other man caresses his ass, his chest, his tongue explores his neck.

“Ianto.....”

He closes his eyes. The other man falls to his knees and presses his face onto his crotch, takes his hips firmly. Ianto shivers, he doesn’t stop him. He opens his pants and takes his hard cock in his hands.

“Ianto.... my beautiful Ianto... I’ve missed you so much...”

Ianto tries desperately to close his heart, to just savour the moment. When the hot mouth takes his cock a moan of pleasure escapes his lips. His hips begin to move to match the rhythm of the mouth sucking him. Pleasure takes him in waves, for a moment he forget his mission, he even forgets who he is. He comes loudly into the man’s mouth. The other man groans with pleasure. Then, staying on his knees, he looks at him. In his eyes Ianto can see the surrender, the pathetic shadow of a man who knows he will die.

“Do it Ianto.... it’s all right.... I’m at peace....”

The young man takes his gun in his hand and puts it to the older man’s forehead.

“I’m sorry....”

“I know....”

The sound of a gunshot blows up in the office and the sound of a body falling to the ground echoes in the air. Harold Carter lies on the ground dead. Ianto Jones doesn’t look behind him when he exits the office. He has to restrain the bile that backs up in his throat. He has no tears anymore; he closed his heart a long time ago. Ianto Jones hates his life. He hates himself.

TBC

 

Ok, hope you like it, like always comments are love and free hug at who need! I had a few difficulty earlier whit this entry and the first has been delete.... oups, and I try my best to do lj cut but failed..... oups..... so next time I promise do try again and sorry for the comments erased..... oups....... Hooo, and don't forget is a AU the unit here is not the same UNIT in the real series........ Confusing? Well, in the next chapter you will know more..... *hug*
 
 

Part two