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Author: It's by the icon.
Characters/Pairings: Gwen, Jack, Ianto (with a pinch of Jack/Ianto), some miscellaneous and a surprise
Rating: PG (if only for the inevitable swears)
Summary: Tosh gave the team a video goodbye. What did Owen do?
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood.
AN: Unless they reveal this plan in the next season, this is an AU.
It had been two weeks when the letters came. Owen had the presence of mind to send the letters under the fake Jellied Eels company so no one would find out. A confused delivery boy dropped off four letters with a slightly confused Ianto. After waiting five minutes for the boy to fully leave his sight, he opened the letter addressed to him.
The first part was idiotic. Owen had to bring up every joke and prank that had been pulled within the last five years. Ianto was laughing when Jack came up to see what was going on.
You remember when Suzie was first here? Before that Glove business, she was going through some rainbow colored pebbles that were in a container that fell through. We switched them out with normal river pebbles and she didn't catch on until she saw a forgotten pebble on my desk. And then she got us with the spiced curry from the restaurant.
"What are these?" Jack asked, motioning to the letter in his hand and the other three envelopes.
"Letters Owen arraigned to have sent after his death," he wavered, handing over the other three and stared at the top one, Tosh's.
Jack noted the top envelope as well. "I'll put it with all her other things." He took the remaining envelopes down with him after giving a final pat on the shoulder. Ianto went back to his letter and continued reading. The last two paragraphs reduce him to near tears.
I'm surprised by the way things are turning out. You're not fighting with me anymore. I don't know what's happen, except for the being dead part. I mostly still acted like I was alive most of the time. Well, acted the same. You can't be too bad if Jack's still with you. You know, he used to go around with several of the employees before meeting you. Something about you wanted to make him stay in one relationship. Guess you're good for more than just being the part-time shag and tea boy.
He's going to need you. His letter has some news that he won't take lightly. He may not take it at all. I'm not going to tell you what it is; he'll share it if he wants to. Be there for him, Ianto.
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Gwen was at her desk when Jack came in. He handed her the envelope before heading to Tosh's desk. Normally, it would have had pictures circling around the computer, but they were now pack in the box with the symbol on the outside of it. Jack traced his hand over one picture that was put in last. It was the first Christmas with Gwen. Jack's hand was traveling down Ianto's back and into his pants for a pinch. His other arm was around Tosh. Owen sat in between him and Tosh while Gwen held the other spot. The camera caught the exact moment that Jack had pinched, showing Ianto with a surprised face for the camera and a laughing Jack. They looked like one grown family.
He started up the stairs when Gwen called to him, "Jack, what's this?"
"Letter from Owen." He finished the way up and closed his door.
"Okay," she mumbled. She cut open the top of the envelope and fished out the paper. His first paragraph was about the fights they had when they were working together. Carys was brought up, along with Owen getting the skeleton wrong and the trip to Brecon Beacons. The second paragraph was purely to embarrass her if anyone was around. It talked about all the times they had sex and what set her off. "Rhys is not seeing this."
When did you start changing? When did you start heeding Jack's advice about being normal for his sake? Was it after Emma left for London to start a career? Or was it after I stepped into the cage? You've changed, Williams. You came here with a life and managed to keep a hold on it, despite all that Torchwood threw at it. You married Rhys, even though you were carrying a alien baby during parts of the ceremony. You're the first one that actually managed to have a life outside of the job. Jack and Ianto don't count; they never seem to leave the hub. You know this well enough, discovering them in the Hothouse.
"Did you really have to bring that back up?" she muttered to herself, the memory coming back fresh as ever. "Naked Hide and Seek?"
Jack's going to need some time. Ianto's probably behind you, sneaking up to the office to help him out now. Don't go in for a couple of hours or until they let you in. They're going to need time. Jack's going to have some news thrown at him and it's probably better to leave them to their own devices, unless you want a repeat showing.
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Jack sat down at his desk and opened the envelope without a second thought. He pulled out the first part, the actual letter and saw another paper. The second paper had the look of the standard forensic shows that explained DNA and relative closeness of people. He set that one aside and picked up the actual letter.
Jack,
We didn't have that many good moments. Granted, I did everything to get under your skin and I didn't follow the rules that much. I could never pull pranks on or with you like Ianto. I didn't fight with you like I fought with Gwen. I'm fairly sure that Ianto would have killed me if I fight with you like I did with Gwen.
"Owen, what's going through your head?" This was not the Owen Jack knew. Owen was never this deep around him, and never this loose with his feelings and inner thoughts.
After you two got stuck back in 1941, Tosh was telling us about what you did while you were waiting to get back. She talked about meeting the man you took the identity of. When you introduced yourself, you gave the name James Harper. Gwen and Ianto made jokes about how you must have had something wrong in your head for using in my last name as a false name.
Jack shook his head. "I should have paid more attention to what I was saying."
Curiosity got the better of me. I took a saliva swab since none of your blood is on record or even stored. I compared it with mine. The test result is the second page of this letter. Reading it's a bitch, but what it boils down to is 24 out of 48 markers in common. I should have told you this when I was alive. At least in mind. The only logical thing is I'm your son.
Jack was nearing the edge of crying. His eyes were filling. "Why couldn't you tell me?"
I'm sorry. I couldn't believe it. You left right after that and everything got pushed back while we tried to survive without you around. After, I didn't feel any need to tell you. I didn't care about the past, just kept living for the day.
"Was it really that bad? Was I really that bad?" Several tears leaked out and he had to take a controlling breath before finishing.
Can't believe I'm giving out dating advice. Stay with Ianto. He manages to keep you in line and you calm down after talking and being with him. Damn it, I really wish Gwen hadn't told us she caught you two in the Hothouse.
Jack let out a little snicker when he brought up the ending of Naked Hide and Seek. Tears were leaking at a minuscule lower rate.
Protect them Harkness. You'll be around longer than me. Even with this death power I have within me. I'll run out. You're not running out; you'll never run out.
He couldn't take anymore. He flipped the letter upside down and swiveled from his desk. His hands held his head, acting heavy as if it was holding more than it should. A chair was pulled up beside him and he grasped Ianto, holding him while he fully let out his tears. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he whispers to no one. Ianto pulls him closer, rubbing his back and arms in soothing motions in order to calm him down.
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He's been there for the past two weeks. He came in with persons found late during the bombings on the city. No one knew what had happened. He was found in the middle of the local park, naked and covered in traces of radioactive coolant, which lead to the quarantine until three days ago. No one recognizes him, and his face hasn't been put up in the local news yet. They plan to within the next couple of days.
He hasn't woken up, no sign of life except for the monitor alongside the bed showing an actual heart beat. Nurses have been talking to and around him without any sign. The day before they plan on putting his face on the news, he opens his eyes to see the nurse changing his fluids bag. "Doctor!" she yells, flying out of the room.
He's seen to within ten minutes. After explaining to him where he is, they ask a couple of questions. He can't answer the first on because his mouth's so dry from not drinking anything for long.
"Okay, lets try this again. What is your name?"
"Owen Harper."
Part Two
Characters/Pairings: Gwen, Jack, Ianto (with a pinch of Jack/Ianto), some miscellaneous and a surprise
Rating: PG (if only for the inevitable swears)
Summary: Tosh gave the team a video goodbye. What did Owen do?
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood.
AN: Unless they reveal this plan in the next season, this is an AU.
It had been two weeks when the letters came. Owen had the presence of mind to send the letters under the fake Jellied Eels company so no one would find out. A confused delivery boy dropped off four letters with a slightly confused Ianto. After waiting five minutes for the boy to fully leave his sight, he opened the letter addressed to him.
The first part was idiotic. Owen had to bring up every joke and prank that had been pulled within the last five years. Ianto was laughing when Jack came up to see what was going on.
You remember when Suzie was first here? Before that Glove business, she was going through some rainbow colored pebbles that were in a container that fell through. We switched them out with normal river pebbles and she didn't catch on until she saw a forgotten pebble on my desk. And then she got us with the spiced curry from the restaurant.
"What are these?" Jack asked, motioning to the letter in his hand and the other three envelopes.
"Letters Owen arraigned to have sent after his death," he wavered, handing over the other three and stared at the top one, Tosh's.
Jack noted the top envelope as well. "I'll put it with all her other things." He took the remaining envelopes down with him after giving a final pat on the shoulder. Ianto went back to his letter and continued reading. The last two paragraphs reduce him to near tears.
I'm surprised by the way things are turning out. You're not fighting with me anymore. I don't know what's happen, except for the being dead part. I mostly still acted like I was alive most of the time. Well, acted the same. You can't be too bad if Jack's still with you. You know, he used to go around with several of the employees before meeting you. Something about you wanted to make him stay in one relationship. Guess you're good for more than just being the part-time shag and tea boy.
He's going to need you. His letter has some news that he won't take lightly. He may not take it at all. I'm not going to tell you what it is; he'll share it if he wants to. Be there for him, Ianto.
====/====/====/====/====
Gwen was at her desk when Jack came in. He handed her the envelope before heading to Tosh's desk. Normally, it would have had pictures circling around the computer, but they were now pack in the box with the symbol on the outside of it. Jack traced his hand over one picture that was put in last. It was the first Christmas with Gwen. Jack's hand was traveling down Ianto's back and into his pants for a pinch. His other arm was around Tosh. Owen sat in between him and Tosh while Gwen held the other spot. The camera caught the exact moment that Jack had pinched, showing Ianto with a surprised face for the camera and a laughing Jack. They looked like one grown family.
He started up the stairs when Gwen called to him, "Jack, what's this?"
"Letter from Owen." He finished the way up and closed his door.
"Okay," she mumbled. She cut open the top of the envelope and fished out the paper. His first paragraph was about the fights they had when they were working together. Carys was brought up, along with Owen getting the skeleton wrong and the trip to Brecon Beacons. The second paragraph was purely to embarrass her if anyone was around. It talked about all the times they had sex and what set her off. "Rhys is not seeing this."
When did you start changing? When did you start heeding Jack's advice about being normal for his sake? Was it after Emma left for London to start a career? Or was it after I stepped into the cage? You've changed, Williams. You came here with a life and managed to keep a hold on it, despite all that Torchwood threw at it. You married Rhys, even though you were carrying a alien baby during parts of the ceremony. You're the first one that actually managed to have a life outside of the job. Jack and Ianto don't count; they never seem to leave the hub. You know this well enough, discovering them in the Hothouse.
"Did you really have to bring that back up?" she muttered to herself, the memory coming back fresh as ever. "Naked Hide and Seek?"
Jack's going to need some time. Ianto's probably behind you, sneaking up to the office to help him out now. Don't go in for a couple of hours or until they let you in. They're going to need time. Jack's going to have some news thrown at him and it's probably better to leave them to their own devices, unless you want a repeat showing.
=====/=====/=====/=====/=====
Jack sat down at his desk and opened the envelope without a second thought. He pulled out the first part, the actual letter and saw another paper. The second paper had the look of the standard forensic shows that explained DNA and relative closeness of people. He set that one aside and picked up the actual letter.
Jack,
We didn't have that many good moments. Granted, I did everything to get under your skin and I didn't follow the rules that much. I could never pull pranks on or with you like Ianto. I didn't fight with you like I fought with Gwen. I'm fairly sure that Ianto would have killed me if I fight with you like I did with Gwen.
"Owen, what's going through your head?" This was not the Owen Jack knew. Owen was never this deep around him, and never this loose with his feelings and inner thoughts.
After you two got stuck back in 1941, Tosh was telling us about what you did while you were waiting to get back. She talked about meeting the man you took the identity of. When you introduced yourself, you gave the name James Harper. Gwen and Ianto made jokes about how you must have had something wrong in your head for using in my last name as a false name.
Jack shook his head. "I should have paid more attention to what I was saying."
Curiosity got the better of me. I took a saliva swab since none of your blood is on record or even stored. I compared it with mine. The test result is the second page of this letter. Reading it's a bitch, but what it boils down to is 24 out of 48 markers in common. I should have told you this when I was alive. At least in mind. The only logical thing is I'm your son.
Jack was nearing the edge of crying. His eyes were filling. "Why couldn't you tell me?"
I'm sorry. I couldn't believe it. You left right after that and everything got pushed back while we tried to survive without you around. After, I didn't feel any need to tell you. I didn't care about the past, just kept living for the day.
"Was it really that bad? Was I really that bad?" Several tears leaked out and he had to take a controlling breath before finishing.
Can't believe I'm giving out dating advice. Stay with Ianto. He manages to keep you in line and you calm down after talking and being with him. Damn it, I really wish Gwen hadn't told us she caught you two in the Hothouse.
Jack let out a little snicker when he brought up the ending of Naked Hide and Seek. Tears were leaking at a minuscule lower rate.
Protect them Harkness. You'll be around longer than me. Even with this death power I have within me. I'll run out. You're not running out; you'll never run out.
He couldn't take anymore. He flipped the letter upside down and swiveled from his desk. His hands held his head, acting heavy as if it was holding more than it should. A chair was pulled up beside him and he grasped Ianto, holding him while he fully let out his tears. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he whispers to no one. Ianto pulls him closer, rubbing his back and arms in soothing motions in order to calm him down.
====/====/====/====/====
He's been there for the past two weeks. He came in with persons found late during the bombings on the city. No one knew what had happened. He was found in the middle of the local park, naked and covered in traces of radioactive coolant, which lead to the quarantine until three days ago. No one recognizes him, and his face hasn't been put up in the local news yet. They plan to within the next couple of days.
He hasn't woken up, no sign of life except for the monitor alongside the bed showing an actual heart beat. Nurses have been talking to and around him without any sign. The day before they plan on putting his face on the news, he opens his eyes to see the nurse changing his fluids bag. "Doctor!" she yells, flying out of the room.
He's seen to within ten minutes. After explaining to him where he is, they ask a couple of questions. He can't answer the first on because his mouth's so dry from not drinking anything for long.
"Okay, lets try this again. What is your name?"
"Owen Harper."
Part Two
