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morgiaPairing: Jack/Ianto , the team
Rating: NC-17, angst
Spoilers: Not really, somewhere early in season 1, but after countryside and cyberwoman
Disclaimer: No, I don't know them
Summary: Torchwood team have problem, can Jack save them all ?
Summary chapter: Something coming.......
Notes: So this is a new series. I hope you gonna like it. I don’t know what I have this days, my life it’s a little bit complicated, a moment I laugh and the moment after I cry. My muses are crazy… and no I’m not pregnant, I’m only a teach.
Beta: the so fabulous and talented just_being_me08
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Close your eyes Ianto Jones, it’s not a dream…..
Twenty-five years ago
The little boy looks at his mum with hopeful eyes, maybe this time she will pay attention to him. He came back from school with a drawing he did just for her. He puts the precious gift on the table, all his body shakes with apprehension and excitement. This time, she will smile at him; she will hug him and tell him that she’s proud of him. The little boy knows she will, all day he has thought about this very moment. His mum enters the kitchen and he has to restrain himself from not screaming, because he knows she hates that. So, he grasps the counter in front of him and waits. His mother passes in front of him without a look. If she saw the picture she doesn’t do anything to show it. The little boy feels tears appear in his eyes. He doesn’t want to cry, she doesn’t like that. He bites his lip and forces himself to be strong.
“Mum, I did that for you tod….”
“What? Owen, you know I hate it when you leave away things around the house. Pick that thing up and go clean your hands, you look dirty.”
“But mum…..”
“Owen, I don’t have time right now, go to your room!”
The little boy doesn’t want to show his disappointment, so he stops the sob that has built in his throat, taking his drawing and running to his room. In his bed, Toto his big cat looks at him with his large eyes. The little boy takes his Toto into his arms, hugging him firmly and putting his face into the comforting fur. Toto purrs, like a lullaby because his mother never sings to him. The little boy releases his sob like the streams after a hard winter. At this moment, Owen knows that love is a bitch, in his little world; Toto is the only source of comfort and love he has. Five months later, when a car will run over the animal, his heart will break and close forever.
Now
In Cardiff city, the night is fabulous. Stars shine, people walk around with happiness, musicians play in the bars, laughs and great conversations wander through the air. But, for three men, the night seems to be a nightmare. Two of them lie on the ground, blood everywhere. They look like they are sleeping in an embrace. They are not, they’re dead. The third one looks at them with a horrific expression, he’s sat on the ground, he sways softly with his legs in his arms. Owen Harper is confused, terrified.
“It’s not real….. It’s not real…. It’s not real…”
Somewhere
Ianto Jones has the sensation of falling. But he can’t see anything. It’s not because he’s in the darkness, it’s because there is nothing to see: he’s in the emptiness. He has no fear, no hope, he feels nothing more than falling down. Maybe I’m flying….. He tries to turn around to look behind him, to see his wings. But he can’t, every time he tries to move he turns on himself, like he doesn’t move at all. Suddenly, he hits something hard. Light explodes around him and he realises that he was not falling downwards, but falling upwards: he’s on the ceiling. Disorientated, he tries to stand up, but the confusion off balances him and he falls. Buzzing plays on his ears, his mind is confused, he has the sensation to turn on himself like a toupee. He takes his head in hands and closes his eyes firmly. I have to focus….. I have to find a way to get out….. Then, a strong hand holds him and he stands up in a jump.
“Run Ianto, RUN!”
“Jack? Jack what’s wrong?”
“They are here, they’ve arrived! Please Ianto run!!!”
“Who? Jack who’s arrived?”
Behind him he hears a rumble of thunder and sees darkness cover the place like a wave that furiously hits the rocks in a storm. Fear comes to him violently, whatever’s coming, it’s coming for him. He holds Jack’s hand and starts to run. Behind him the thunder and the darkness reduce the distance between them, he can feel the coldness on his back, like fangs that are trying to devour him.
TBC
Well, sorry to leave you again with a cliff, but its so fun to write....... this series will be more longer at thought at first........ I keep writing this week so more soon! Like always thank you very much to read and comment, its really appreciated ;)
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Date: 2009-03-04 01:17 am (UTC)I just had to comment as soon as you posted this, because this chapter truly is one of my favourites. You're perception of Owen is brilliant. And it is so heart breakingly sad.... poor unloved man. :(
And the ending? What's going to happen next? I hope you rescue our boys! haha :P
love
Siany
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Date: 2009-03-04 01:20 am (UTC)Rescue them....... heuuu...... you have to wait......
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Date: 2009-03-04 01:21 am (UTC)Nadine
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Hug et gros calins
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Date: 2009-03-04 01:46 am (UTC)And another cliffie!! We do love them, and hate them at the same time ;P
Take care ma cocotte!
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Date: 2009-03-04 02:40 am (UTC)Yep, another cliffie, but this one its soooooooooooooooo cool!!!! lol
Take care ma belle ;)
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Gros calins et big hugs
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Date: 2009-03-04 02:29 am (UTC)And another cliffie. I don't know if I hate it or love it. Please let them all be okay!
Great job!!
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Date: 2009-03-04 02:43 am (UTC)Sorry for the cliff, but it was necessary..... You forgive me ?
Thanks sooooo much for read and comment at each time, its mean a lot
*big hug*
(don't worry, the after the angst come the comfort scene.... well even all the time...... *evil giggles*)
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Date: 2009-03-04 02:45 am (UTC)I can't wait for the comfort. :)
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Date: 2009-03-04 02:48 am (UTC)The comfort will come soon..... but before they have to fight what's coming for us.... or for Ianto..... but he's not alone......
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Date: 2009-03-04 03:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-04 03:19 am (UTC)Haaaa thanks, sooo happy I keep you on the edge on your seat!!!! Poor Owen I know, we just want to hug him........
I write the next chapter right now..... (I try.....)
Take care ma chérie:)
Hug et calins
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Date: 2009-03-04 03:19 am (UTC)Run Ianto!!!!
*hugs* well done!
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Date: 2009-03-04 03:22 am (UTC)Run Ianto run!!!!!! (Its like : run forest run!!!!!) lol
*hugs back* thanks ma toute belle ;)
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Date: 2009-03-04 11:45 am (UTC)But a really cool place to stop, I can't wait already to read the next chapter :D
Run Ianto, RUN!!! Good that Jack is with him^^
Poor Owen, I'm feeling so sorry for him *hugs*
seriously, the last line of that paragraph smashed me.
Brilliant chapter!
Big hugs and kisses
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Date: 2009-03-04 02:30 pm (UTC)Try my best to write the next chapter soon!!!!
I know, that's broke my heart to write this line...... but's its important to understand Owen.....
Big hug et gros calins
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Date: 2009-03-04 05:45 pm (UTC)Another great chapter.
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Date: 2009-03-04 06:17 pm (UTC)I know..... poor llittle Owen..... poor Toto.....
Thanks ! The end sooon!!!!!!
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Date: 2009-03-04 06:15 pm (UTC)I'm still confused but then I'm guessing I'm supposed to be
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Date: 2009-03-04 06:18 pm (UTC)Yes, its supposed to be confused, but next chapter will be probably the last one and all will be clear !
Take care
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