Chapter One: Ianto Jones and the 10th Doctor
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:Author does not claim to own or make income from Doctor Who, Torchwood, Buffy The Vampire Slayer or characters from those franchises. This fiction is original and copyright the author but is a derived story of no commercial value created to thank and interact with fans of the same.Author's notes:
Ianto Jones has a double secret origin. He started as a Torchwood agent when he was 16 and only a few years later was compromised by the Master, who was exploring ways to not commit genocide in deference to his own feelings about the Doctor.
Dawn Summers got pinned between the Master's experiments and a love for Ianto. The Doctor tried to "fix" Ianto and was only partially successful. This story continues the "Not Just a Drifter" Series on a Teen-rated level and tries to also answer questions raised by TW Season 3. Why didn't the Doctor show up? TW Seasons 1 and 2 as you saw them. Takes place after the Buffy television series and does not include the comic book series.
June 25th 2009
Jack was one of the first companions the Doctor dropped off after the Earth was returned into position. He needed to coordinate some of the advanced resources in face of the alien activities involved. He left Rose with his semi-soul clone, and dammed up Donna’s brain for lack of a better idea for the time being, and he returned to the damaged Torchwood hub. Unfinished business.
It had only been a few moments for Jack, and Jack, Ianto and Gwen looked up at the Doctor in the doorway of his TARDIS. All stern and growly.
“Come here,” he commanded.
Jack didn’t know quite what to make of it; he began to turn to the Doctor with a question at his lips to be interrupted in thought by his current lover and useful, brilliant Torchwood agent, Ianto Jones.
“I don’t think that would be a good idea sir,” the protest came even as Ianto took a step forward.
“I said come here, Mr. Jones.” The focus of the oncoming storm rested solely on Ianto.
Jack was. He wasn’t sure what he was, other than knowing that he didn’t need the Doctor to do this for him. Jack put a hand on Ianto shoulder. “Ianto you don’t…”
“Back the hell off Jack.” Ianto removed Jack’s hand and shoved him, not with enough force to be actually fighting him, but enough to show him that he meant it and reminding that there was a tragic reason for Ianto being so much stronger than he should have been.
The two stormy brunets stared each other down, Ianto slowly striding up to the TARDIS.
Gwen couldn’t help but notice that somewhere in all of this there was sexual tension. At least she thought…
The Doctor grabbed the front of Ianto’s shirt and jacket. “We need to talk!”
He pulled Ianto into the TARDIS. The door slammed closed behind them. The TARDIS began its groaning dematerialization, but then solidified again.
Ianto strode out, his body language still strong, but that hint of vulnerability in his eyes that both Jack and Gwen knew too well.
“It can’t be helped. Not now.” He turned to briefly meet Gwen’s gaze and then locked on to Jack’s.
“Will there ever be a time?” Jack asked.
“Soon, all things considered.” Ianto’s face scrunched up, trying not to tear. This was the vulnerability that he hardly ever allowed himself to show Jack. He really did care, but whatever was going on – be it connected to his time in the Master’s thrall or not – it was too soon for Ianto to go into further detail. To tell Jack more.
Gwen wanted to ask, a gesture from Jack stopped her.
“Look,” Jack said never leaving his embrace with Ianto, his hand on Gwen’s shoulder. “If the Doctor trusts you to this, I will too.”
“Don’t ever trust me completely, Jack. Don’t ever.” Ianto warned softly.
“I know you,” Jack said simply. For long moments no words were spoken. The TARDIS fully dematerialized, and the three defenders of earth went back to work. To Be Continued...