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Slipping Through -- Day One
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et_museTitle: Slipping Through
Chapter Seven: Day One
Date Written: 6/30/08
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 1,447
Fandom: FAKE/Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Dee/Ryo, Jack/Ianto, Team Torchwood
Spoilers: FAKE through to Volume 7, Torchwood up through Season 2, nods at Doctor Who 04
Warnings: Boys kissing. And honestly, is this a surprise to anyone?
Author Notes: Both
totally4ryo and I are shippers. So yeah.Slipping Through master list found here.
Ianto answered his mobile on the third ring. "H'lo?"
"Did I wake you?" Jack's concerned voice drifted through the ear piece still hooked over his right ear.
"No, I'm still at the Hub," Ianto replied, shaking his head a little. The fact that he'd invented something to do to keep him in the Hub while Jack went out on a call had been silly enough; if Jack found out he'd crashed on the couch while waiting for the Captain, he'd never hear the end of it. "How did it go?"
"Not good. The Rift pulled back someone it had snatched. She was probably dead or dying when it brought her back."
"I'm sorry," Ianto said softly, rubbing at his face to wake himself up. As guilty as it made him feel, he was a little grateful that it had just been a body to wash up. Flat Holm always shook Jack to the core, and he'd avoided that place tonight. "Should I prepare a vault?"
"I let the police handle the body recovery."
"Think it had something to do with our visitors?" the Welshman asked after a moment of silence, standing and crossing over to Tosh's computer station. A few keystrokes and the evidence of his nap was gone.
"Could be." There was a moment of silence before Jack asked, "What do you think of them?"
"Dunno them well enough yet," Ianto replied truthfully. "But there's something about them that's... nice. Familiar, if that makes any sense at all."
Jack's laugh rang in his ear. "It does. I like them. They're intriguing."
"You want to shag them," Ianto translated.
"I wouldn't say no, and neither would you," Jack teased back. "They know a lot about me. Can't wait to watch you all corner them and demand answers."
"They know a lot about us too," Ianto replied, heading down to the coffee machine.
"Ianto Jones, are you saying that suddenly you don't want to know more about me?"
"I'd prefer it if you told me yourself, it would be a nice show of trust," Ianto said without thinking. When his brain caught up with his mouth, Jack was already giving a breathless laugh.
"Okay then, Ianto. Better have some coffee ready for me when I come in, you get one free question tonight."
"Just one?"
"I'm going to make you work for the others."
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"I feel like I'm a rookie all over again," Dee said as he and his husband lingered outside of the Tourist Information booth.
"Does that mean you're going to be an asshole and get me bounced off the force?" Ryo teased.
"Oh, you've been talking to Drake and Ted without me there again."
"I didn't realize I had to have your permission."
Dee forced out a laugh. Ryo reached down to take Dee's hand, twining his fingers in with Dee's. "Jack said we could come in whenever we wanted. I'm sure no one would blame us for running back into the hotel and hiding under the covers for a few days."
Dee squeezed Ryo's hand tight. "I'm all right," he said, looking over at his husband. "As long as you're with me, I'm great."
"Then we're both great," the half-Japanese detective told him, giving him a smile.
The dark-haired man laughed, leaning in to give him a quick kiss. "Okay then."
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Ianto Jones was standing behind the counter, two steaming mugs at his elbow. "Good morning gentlemen," he greeted, picking up a cup and holding it out to them.
"Oh, is that coffee?" Dee said, letting go of Ryo's hand and crossing the room as the older man closed the door behind them. "I think I love you, Jones."
"He says that to all the cute men in a suit who give him quality caffeine," Ryo said, taking his own mug. "Cheers."
Ianto chuckled softly, giving a little nod. The British idiom in the New York accent was slightly endearing.
Dee furrowed his eyebrows. "Cheers? Serious?"
"Shut up," Ryo replied, handing over the white box in his other hand. "We thought we'd feed you today. A sort of thank you, as we can. No donuts, so Gwen might be disappointed."
Ianto took the box, peering inside and giving a smile. "Toshiko's fond of this bakery, and Gwen likes croissants as well."
"And what about you?" Dee asked, sipping at his coffee.
"I'm not particularly picky, but I do have my own sweet tooth," Ianto admitted, reaching down under the counter to press the button to activate the hidden entrance. The two New Yorkers jumped a little when the wall slid back, revealing Jack Harkness, big damn coat and all.
"Good morning gentlemen. Ooh, and breakfast," he added, reaching into the box and pulling out a pastry and taking a bite. "Good taste."
"So I've been told," Ryo replied easily.
Jack laughed around his mouthful, grinning at Ianto. "Got your coffee, we've got breakfast, time to get you two a proper tour of the Hub."
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"I think she's prettier than our Janet," Dee said after a long moment, cocking his head to the side as he and Ryo watched the Weevil inside the Vault. Janet, in turn, mimicked the movement, regarding the two new visitors.
"If our Janet ever found out you said that, she'd go for the jugular too," Ryo said, stepping up to the Plexiglas wall to get a better look at the alien.
Janet lumbered up to the divider, sniffing at the older detective through the air vents. Ryo put his hand up on the plastic so the alien could get a better sniff.
"Be careful," Jack warned, watching the exchange from a few feet away.
"It's okay, she's just curious," Ryo said, watching as the Weevil snuffled at the holes closest to his fingers for a few moments before turning its attention to Dee. "Dismissed, I guess," he said with a laugh.
Jack chuckled as well, rocking back and forth on his feet as Dee stepped forward. The change of reaction was instant. The Weevil growled low in its throat and moved into a crouched standing position, staring up at Dee.
"She seems... she seems sad," Dee said, watching as Janet got bored with him and went back to the other side of the cell, still watching him.
"You're right," Ryo agreed, leaning back against the Vault's wall and crossing his arms, "she does."
"We don't know if Weevils have the same types of emotions as humans," Jack said.
"You can just tell," Dee said. "And not from being locked up. It's a deeper hurt." He looked over at Jack. "How'd you find her?"
"She was burying one of her young. We don't know if it's learned behavior or if they have more complex emotions."
Dee turned back and put his hands on the wall the way his husband had. "I"m sorry."
Jack looked over at Ryo. The lighter-haired detective took a deep breath, not taking his eyes off of Dee. "We can relate to losing a child," he finally said. He cut his glance over to Jack, wearing a look that clearly said 'And so can you'.
The Captain opened his mouth to say something else, but was interrupted when Ianto came down the stairs. "We're ready," he said, looking at Jack.
"Ready for what?" Dee asked, turning away from the Weevil. Janet, in turn, smacked the Plexiglas to get his attention again, making all four of them jump.
"First rule of aliens, always assume they bite," Jack informed them, giving Janet a warning look. She slunk back into her corner like a reprimanded child. "Anyway. We're going to have a little test." He grinned, his hands going back into his pockets as he rocked back and forth on his feet again. "You both have knowledge of aliens and the Hub, but I want to see if you'd be better suited as additional police liaisons or if you would be good freelance agents."
Both of the Laytner-MacLean's jaws dropped open at Jack's words.
"We've set up an outdoor shooting range," Ianto explained, trying very hard not to smile at the shocked look on the couple's faces. "General conditions you might encounter during a mission."
"It also doubles as a drill, we can give you weapons training on whatever you don't have training on," Jack said, grinning and turning on his heel.
"You mean... we're going to be getting Jack Harkness weapons training?" Ryo finally managed.
"They covered that, then?" Ianto said, his grin breaking free. Ryo was already hurrying up the stairs.
Dee winked at Ianto. "Jack's not the only one who gets turned on at the firing range," he said, following his husband up the stairs.
ETA: Chapter eight here
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Ianto's little slip was perfect. I admit, I wanted to see what questions got asked and answered, but that's just me. I also liked the "first day jitters" which seemed to be going a bit from both sides. Love the interactions with Janet, especially the commiserating about losing a child. Nicely done.
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And DAMN YOU! *shakes fist* I'm getting bugged to write an Interlude! Evil woman! (but I still love you. promise)
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porninterludes.no subject
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And I loved Ianto's slip, will the question he asked be in the interlude next? *goes to find out*
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