Torchwood -- Back in the Beacons
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Title: Back in the Beacons
horizonssing Challenge: Day Fifteen
Date Written: 7/21/08
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 767
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Gwen
Spoilers: Up through Season 1, major for Countrycide
Warnings: Mentions m/m sex
Author Notes: Set during season 2. Last one for the night. See you people after Comic Con!

"Let me get this straight."
Jack winced at the tone in Ianto's voice. Oh, he was in trouble.
"The one thing I asked you to do yesterday -- the one thing, Jack -- was to put petrol in the SUV."
He squirmed in his seat. Ianto would make a great father, he reflected; the young man had the perfect scolding father tone.
"So how, pray tell, are we out of fucking fuel?"
"I'm sorry, okay?" Jack exploded, banging his hands on the steering wheel. "I forgot when we captured the man-eating alien and had to bring it back to the Hub!"
Ianto sighed in frustration. "Well, now we won't be able to investigate the case we got called for."
Jack sighed. "We'll call the Hub, have the others bring out some petrol."
"You will call the others," Ianto said, unbuckling and wrenching the car door open. Jack flinched when he slammed the door, rocking the SUV with the force of his motion.
"Damn it."
-----
Ianto frowned as he checked his mobile for the fifth time within a minute. Still no signal. He crossed his arms across his chest and blinked into the sunlight, looking around.
They were somewhere on the road between Tredegar and Crickhowell, the SUV pulled over to the side to allow for any through-traffic.
Stranded out in the Brecon Beacons. Again. This was a never-ending nightmare.
He heard the car door of the SUV slam and he spun, watching Jack come around the front end of the SUV. "The others'll be here in an hour or so."
Ianto tried -- and failed -- to make a non-committal noise and turned away. He jumped again when Jack's arms wrapped around his waist.
"Whoa, jumpy much?"
Ianto tried to fight down the urge to turn and smack his lover senseless. "Do you even know where we are?"
"Yes," Jack said, kissing his ear. "We're on the way to Crickhowell, out in the -- " He paused a little. "Oh damn, I'm sorry. I didn't think." He ran his hands up to rub his back and shoulders. "Are you okay?"
"Yes," Ianto lied. "No. I don't know."
"There's no one out here," Jack said softly into his ear, hugging him close again. "Just you and me."
"It was just us last time too," Ianto said, reaching up to take Jack's hands into his.
"Come here," Jack urged softly. "You need a distraction."
-----
"I hate the fucking countryside," Owen swore as he shifted in his seat.
"Oh hush," Gwen scolded, unconsciously moving her elbow to make sure the car door was locked.
"The SUV should be coming into sight," Toshiko piped up from the backseat, nudging the petrol can with her foot as she crossed and uncrossed her legs again.
They spotted the SUV as they rounded the next bend and pulled up next to it. Both front doors were thrown wide open, but Ianto and Jack were nowhere in sight.
A thrill of panic ran through the three of them when their missing teammates didn't reveal themselves after a few seconds. "Jack?" Gwen called out, shutting the driver's side drawer. "Ianto, you here?"
There was a shuffling noise, and Jack's head popped over the roof of the SUV. "Hey!"
"Oh God, they don't even have the dignity to be inside the car," Owen swore, throwing his hands up.
"We're not doing that," Ianto said, grinning a little when Jack turned to him and mouthed anymore.
"What are you two doing up there?" Tosh asked, shading her eyes as she peered up at them.
"Cloud watching," Jack replied, shifting off of Ianto and jumping down into the grass. Ianto, in turn, slid down the side of the car, using the open car door and passenger's seat as stair steps down. He'd left his suit jacket inside the SUV and reached in, shaking the wrinkles out of it before pulling it on.
"Cloud watching," Gwen repeated, hands on her hips as Owen opened the petrol tank and started fueling the automobile up, the unmistakable scent of gas fumes filling the air.
"That one looks like a Weevil!" Jack piped up, pointing up at a mass of water vapor floating above their heads.
"Yes Jack," Ianto sighed, looking over at him. "It looks like a Weevil if you close your eyes and imagine a Weevil."
Jack pouted. "Ianto, you're just being mean now."
"God, I'd have preferred if they were shagging," Owen muttered as he went to the car for the second container.
Tosh and Gwen nodded a little in agreement. All that speeding for nothing.
Robbed.
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Date Written: 7/21/08
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 767
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Gwen
Spoilers: Up through Season 1, major for Countrycide
Warnings: Mentions m/m sex
Author Notes: Set during season 2. Last one for the night. See you people after Comic Con!

"Let me get this straight."
Jack winced at the tone in Ianto's voice. Oh, he was in trouble.
"The one thing I asked you to do yesterday -- the one thing, Jack -- was to put petrol in the SUV."
He squirmed in his seat. Ianto would make a great father, he reflected; the young man had the perfect scolding father tone.
"So how, pray tell, are we out of fucking fuel?"
"I'm sorry, okay?" Jack exploded, banging his hands on the steering wheel. "I forgot when we captured the man-eating alien and had to bring it back to the Hub!"
Ianto sighed in frustration. "Well, now we won't be able to investigate the case we got called for."
Jack sighed. "We'll call the Hub, have the others bring out some petrol."
"You will call the others," Ianto said, unbuckling and wrenching the car door open. Jack flinched when he slammed the door, rocking the SUV with the force of his motion.
"Damn it."
-----
Ianto frowned as he checked his mobile for the fifth time within a minute. Still no signal. He crossed his arms across his chest and blinked into the sunlight, looking around.
They were somewhere on the road between Tredegar and Crickhowell, the SUV pulled over to the side to allow for any through-traffic.
Stranded out in the Brecon Beacons. Again. This was a never-ending nightmare.
He heard the car door of the SUV slam and he spun, watching Jack come around the front end of the SUV. "The others'll be here in an hour or so."
Ianto tried -- and failed -- to make a non-committal noise and turned away. He jumped again when Jack's arms wrapped around his waist.
"Whoa, jumpy much?"
Ianto tried to fight down the urge to turn and smack his lover senseless. "Do you even know where we are?"
"Yes," Jack said, kissing his ear. "We're on the way to Crickhowell, out in the -- " He paused a little. "Oh damn, I'm sorry. I didn't think." He ran his hands up to rub his back and shoulders. "Are you okay?"
"Yes," Ianto lied. "No. I don't know."
"There's no one out here," Jack said softly into his ear, hugging him close again. "Just you and me."
"It was just us last time too," Ianto said, reaching up to take Jack's hands into his.
"Come here," Jack urged softly. "You need a distraction."
-----
"I hate the fucking countryside," Owen swore as he shifted in his seat.
"Oh hush," Gwen scolded, unconsciously moving her elbow to make sure the car door was locked.
"The SUV should be coming into sight," Toshiko piped up from the backseat, nudging the petrol can with her foot as she crossed and uncrossed her legs again.
They spotted the SUV as they rounded the next bend and pulled up next to it. Both front doors were thrown wide open, but Ianto and Jack were nowhere in sight.
A thrill of panic ran through the three of them when their missing teammates didn't reveal themselves after a few seconds. "Jack?" Gwen called out, shutting the driver's side drawer. "Ianto, you here?"
There was a shuffling noise, and Jack's head popped over the roof of the SUV. "Hey!"
"Oh God, they don't even have the dignity to be inside the car," Owen swore, throwing his hands up.
"We're not doing that," Ianto said, grinning a little when Jack turned to him and mouthed anymore.
"What are you two doing up there?" Tosh asked, shading her eyes as she peered up at them.
"Cloud watching," Jack replied, shifting off of Ianto and jumping down into the grass. Ianto, in turn, slid down the side of the car, using the open car door and passenger's seat as stair steps down. He'd left his suit jacket inside the SUV and reached in, shaking the wrinkles out of it before pulling it on.
"Cloud watching," Gwen repeated, hands on her hips as Owen opened the petrol tank and started fueling the automobile up, the unmistakable scent of gas fumes filling the air.
"That one looks like a Weevil!" Jack piped up, pointing up at a mass of water vapor floating above their heads.
"Yes Jack," Ianto sighed, looking over at him. "It looks like a Weevil if you close your eyes and imagine a Weevil."
Jack pouted. "Ianto, you're just being mean now."
"God, I'd have preferred if they were shagging," Owen muttered as he went to the car for the second container.
Tosh and Gwen nodded a little in agreement. All that speeding for nothing.
Robbed.