Chapter Three: Day One
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ericadawn16Title: Knocked Up!
Author: Ericadawn16
Prompt: Knocked Up
Character/Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Rhi/Johnny, Ianto/Lisa
Rating:R
Warnings: MPreg, sex, language
Spoilers:Character from COE
Word Count:68,599
Disclaimer for TW and the movie you are using:I own nothing.
Summary:Ianto gets a promotion at work, meets Jack and things are never the same...
Beta: BIG Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
madkatstar_pir8 pirate4evrnavy2 and surreal_44
Author's Notes: This story is very AU. Chapter Two: Conception
Chapter Three: Day One
As the first rays of sunshine hit Ianto Jones in the morning, he was already awake. What had he done? He'd brought this guy home that he didn't know at all and had sex with him. What was he thinking?
"Idiot," he muttered as Jack snored beside him; sleeping in the nude with his ass facing the world. The only consolation was that he had no trace of a hangover. It must be due to that new drug they'd injected him with. He nudged Jack with his foot.
"Fuck off, Andy. I said fuck off, Andy," he mumbled without opening his eyes.
"Lovely," Ianto commented and Jack turned around with a sleepy expression.
"Hi," Ianto told him.
"Hello," Jack uttered so Ianto repeated him, "Hello."
"I'm naked," the other man remarked, "and so are you."
"Yeah," he confirmed and got up to collect his clothes for the day. First, he wanted a shower.
"I don't normally drink that much," Jack apologized before smiling; "We had sex, right?"
Shit, he couldn't even remember that?
"Yes," he answered and took out a clean pair of boxers.
"Nice," Jack said, "What time is it?"
"7:30," he informed him, "and I have to get a shower."
"Then, why are we awake? Let's go back to sleep," Jack complained, "or we could do something else."
"No," Ianto said, throwing him his trousers from the floor, "I have to work."
"Really?" the other asked in a serious tone. It was too early for this.
"Do you need to get to work or anything?" he asked because he didn't know whether Jack had a job or what he did for money or...anything.
"No work today. Do you want to get brekkie?" Jack questioned him and it would be an opportunity to learn more about the man he had sex with last night.
"Ok," he agreed and had his clean clothes in his arms, "After I shower and change clothes, we'll go."
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The previous nights events were trickling back to Jack's memory as time passed, including one very worrying thing. He wouldn't tell Ianto though because he was pretty sure that Ianto would be mad and he was sure everything would turn out. What was the worst that could happen? It wasn't like Ianto was a woman.
As they came closer to Ianto's car, a man and two kids were flying out of the main house.
"Morning," Ianto greeted the group.
"Good morning, Ianto," said Johnny with a smirk.
"I'm Jack Harkness," he said to the man and held out his hand.
"Jack," the man repeated with a nod before adding, "Ah, to be young."
"Stop it," Ianto complained with his arms crossed.
"You stop it," said the man in a tone like a twelve year old.
"Bye," Ianto stated and Jack wondered how close they were.
"Nice meeting you," Jack told him before realising that he still didn't know his name.
"See you later, enjoy the day," the man spoke and Jack looked back in time to see him tell the girl with him, "Never do what they did."
"I'm gonna do it," a little girl's voice declared. Before he got in the car, he heard the man say, "You are? Uh-oh. Someone's getting home-schooled."
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Ianto hoped the waitress would come back soon with their food, or at least his coffee. It was one of the reasons to look forward to work when he could brew the perfect cup of coffee, but he could make do with this for now. Jack was in the loo. He did not look well before he excused himself and hurried to those two sets of doors towards the back. Ianto checked the morning's headlines on his mobile and heard his footsteps coming back. Jack sat down with a bit of embarrassment on his face.
"Did you throw up?" Jack asked and laid his hands on his thighs. Ianto resisted rolling his eyes before answering, "No."
"Oh," the other spoke as Ianto put away his mobile. There were no obvious signs of alien activity today.
"Well, I'm glad, I hate throwing up," Ianto told him which was the truth. If it was the drug that kept him from rushing to the bathroom as Jack had done, he was grateful. One of those awkward silences was building again.
"I just need some coffee," he added and took the edge of his napkin to his spoon. It had a smudge on it from washing.
"Last night was great," Jack said and put his napkin in his lap.
"Yeah," Ianto agreed because it was the proper thing to say. As soon as it was said, he realized that he'd made the wrong decision. Jack looked hurt.
"Yeah," he repeated in an offended tone before reaching over and kissing Ianto on the lips. He did have to admit that Jack was a great kisser and how did he smell that good for not showering yet? Still, it was a weird situation and that didn't detract from not knowing anything about him or that they were in a very public place early in the morning. Once again, he was able to put it all into perspective and he pulled away from Jack.
"We had a great time," Ianto admitted and it was the truth even if he regretted it now. He checked his watch and saw that he didn't have that much time. Maybe he could get it as a takeaway?
"What's your work again?" Jack asked and his feet changed position with a loud scraping noise.
"Civil servant for the government," he explained as the waitress came over with their coffees, "Thanks, I'm going to need my food in a box, sorry."
"Of course," she agreed and went away again. Jack crossed his arms and commented, "So, you work for the government."
"Basically," Ianto confirmed, "and I was promoted so we celebrated by going out last night."
"Can't be easy though," Jack said, "They aren't exactly popular."
His body language made Ianto wonder if Jack had problems with the government. Great, he'd been fucked by a basket-case.
"What do you do for work?" he asked with trepidation about the answer.
"My roommates and I have started...we’re starting an Internet website," Jack explained before having a sip of his coffee; straight black unlike Ianto's own cup. A website could be interesting. Even Google had to start somewhere.
"What's it about?" he asked and drank some of his cup.
"I’ll give you the virtual experience. How’s that? You’re at your computer. Who’s an actress you like?" Jack questioned with that grin.
"Catherine Keener," Ianto said without hesitation. His crush on her was so cemented that he'd seen Percy Jackson the weekend before.
"I don't know who that is," Jack told him. "Who's your favorite actor?"
He didn't really have one so he named the first one who came to mind.
"Ewan McGregor," he replied and watched the kitchen for some sign of their waitress.
"Great. Who doesn’t? He's a really good one for this actually," Jack explained and his blue eyes were lighting up, "Let’s say you like him so much, you want to know every movie where he's naked. And not just that, but how long into that movie he's naked. Come to our exclusive web page. Type in ‘Ewan McGregor.’ Bam! ‘Velvet Goldmine,’ forty-five minutes in and he's already got his cock out, plus, he shags Jonathan Rhys Meyers and Christian Bale. Brilliant film, but there's also 'The Pillow Book' where she writes on his cock. It's great. He's naked in half his early films before he got married and had kids."
He wasn't sure what to say to that exuberant explanation of the website.
"Wow," he commented because he liked nudity as much as any bloke, but Jack was planning on making money by reducing any film made to pornography. It didn't seem right.
"Yeah, marriage and kids will do that to anyone," Jack spoke while looking at his coffee. Ianto saw their waitress coming towards them with a box and a plate.
"When you watch him naked though, you can see the joy on his face. He loves being naked," Jack said, "I love that about him because I love it, too."
"Okay," Ianto told him and took a twenty pound note on the table, "I actually need to get going so..."
"I didn't get your number," Jack pointed out with a quizzical expression. Was he being serious? Ianto had no intention of giving him his number.
"We had fun, right? We should do this again," Jack said and glanced towards their waitress. She put down the plate in front of Jack along with a container of syrup for the flapjacks. The last thing Ianto wanted was a scene in front of a stranger. He dug in his wallet again before finding a fake card for giving to reporters.
" I’m gonna give you my card because that’ll be the best way..." said Ianto and set it down on the table next to the plate.
" If you want to contact me, I don’t have a mobile right now because I broke it, but you can email me at the web page, I check it. It’s Jack at flesh of the stars, one word, dot com," Jack spoke as Ianto stood up. He gave the note to the waitress and took the box, not caring about the change. Then, Jack stood up as well.
"All right then," said Ianto and forced himself to smile, "It was nice to meet you." Jack held his arms out for a hug. Would this never end? He returned the hug with the hope that he would never have to see him again. When Jack leaned in for another kiss, Ianto turned away and let go.
"Take care," he said, making his way towards the exit.
"Bye!" Jack yelled after him and Ianto cringed. The whole restaurant had to hear that. He hurried faster to his car parked on the street and being on his way to work. Today would be his first full day of being a field agent and he planned to enjoy every minute. Ianto was also looking forward to Gwen's face when she found out the news they'd be working together.
SIX WEEKS LATER
Ianto took the safety off his gun at Guppy's command. However, she was back at headquarters and it was he, Gwen and Suzie investigating a Weevil report. The problem was that the Weevil was about to attack a child no older than Mica. Ianto felt sick, but he tried to shake it off and line up a shot. There was no time for a tranquilizer when a child was involved. He should have shot by now except his stomach was being more persistent as he swallowed bile that was coming up. Ianto tried to shoot anyway. The bullet landed several inches south of the heart and seemed to have the opposite effect.
"Jones, you cock up!" Guppy's voice screamed in his ear as the Weevil grabbed the little boy by the arm, "Costello, Cooper! Get it!"
He was frozen as Suzie shot her gun. The bullet smashed into the alien's skull and blood splattered. Crying filled the air from the boy as the Weevil fell to the ground, but it meant the child was alive. Then, Ianto ran to the nearest rubbish bin and heaved over and over. He couldn't remember ever being so sick. What was this? Soft, feminine hands were holding him by the shoulder and he knew that had to be Gwen.
"It's okay, Ianto, it's okay," she said in a soft voice and rubbed his back, "The kid just had a dislocated shoulder." It didn't feel okay to him. There had to be a logical explanation. When they arrived back at Torchwood, he refused the medical exam that Guppy suggested. He had only been a field agent for six weeks and didn't want a reputation for being a chocolate fireguard. Instead, he had gone into one of the private rooms to catch up on paperwork. About half an hour ago, Gwen had joined him.
"You really shouldn't feel bad for what happened," she said while leaning back in a chair, "We've all been through it and this was your first case with a kid. Kids...that never gets easy which is probably why Suzie had to do it. Suzie doesn't have anyone like you and I do."
Was she right? Could that be all this was?
"I just..." he started and couldn't form the words he wanted to, "I've never had that happen before."
"That's right and you've never been in the middle of a situation with a Weevil and a child either, have you?" Gwen asked with the confidence of knowing his response. He shook his head and regretted it as it made him feel a little dizzy. Then, she clicked one of the security clips up on her screen. He groaned at the audio.
"Is that you puking?" she asked and he sighed. They had it all recorded. Could it get any worse?
"At least they can't put it on Youtube," Gwen told him and it was a small consolation. However, files had been known to go missing before being accidentally emailed to every employee. Ianto groaned and settled back in his chair with his eyes shut which felt a little better. His feet were firmly planted on the ground.
"Wait a minute, they've got this clip twice," said Gwen before adding, "No, my mistake, the timestamp's different...you vomited a second time when I was pulling the car around?"
"And I'll throw up for a third time if you keep playing it," Ianto threatened before trying to control his breathing.
"Fine," she responded and the horrible audio went away.
"I can't wait to go home and make a bubble bath," he complained, "with the scented oils."
"That's what I have Rhys for," Gwen remarked before typing on the keyboard.
"Yes, because you have Rhys and Rhi has Johnny and I seem to be the only single person I know," he grumbled.
"I'm not trying to make you feel worse..."
I know. I just..." Ianto started before the little lunch that he had started trying to come back up. He swallowed and began his sentence again, "I just get tired of it all sometimes, like I'm an outsider looking in."
This was ridiculous. He felt like he was going to vomit again!
"What?" asked Gwen and he felt a little of the liquid trickle out of his mouth, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no. Over here. Not on the papers or equipment. Rubbish bin, rubbish bin!"
She placed one on the floor in front of him and he slumped over just in time.
"Are you okay?" she asked and was hesitating to touch him like earlier that day.
"Shit," Ianto complained and stayed bent over for a minute more to be sure, "I don't understand this."
"Are you sick?" Gwen questioned.
"I don't know," admitted Ianto who wasn't sure what to think at this point.
"I'm phoning Martha," she said and he didn't stop her, "What'd you eat?"
"Nothing except some crisps at lunch," he replied and realized he hadn't eaten that much the day before either.
"That's all you've had?" Gwen asked with incredulity and they both couldn't help glancing at the rubbish bin that begged to differ. He wanted to clean his mouth off, but not with his nice, folded handkerchief. Gwen must have noticed his hesitation because she handed him an extra scrap of paper.
"Yeah, Martha, it's me, Gwen, Ianto's sick," she said into her mobile before looking at him again, "She wants to know if you had your flu shot."
"Yes, when we were supposed to," he answered and hated how easily he kept getting upset.
"Just be glad you can't get pregnant," Gwen retorted and to the device added, "Well, if it were a woman, that's the first thing, anyone would say..."
"Put Martha on speakerphone," Ianto hissed so he wouldn't keep hearing half a conversation.
"What are his symptoms?" Martha asked and Gwen replied, "He's thrown up three times today, barely eaten a thing, looks a bit flushed and to be honest, keeps being right moody, more than usual."
Chapter Four: Six Weeks Later
Author: Ericadawn16
Prompt: Knocked Up
Character/Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Rhi/Johnny, Ianto/Lisa
Rating:R
Warnings: MPreg, sex, language
Spoilers:Character from COE
Word Count:68,599
Disclaimer for TW and the movie you are using:I own nothing.
Summary:Ianto gets a promotion at work, meets Jack and things are never the same...
Beta: BIG Thanks to
madkatstar_pir8 pirate4evrnavy2 and surreal_44Author's Notes: This story is very AU. Chapter Two: Conception
Chapter Three: Day One
As the first rays of sunshine hit Ianto Jones in the morning, he was already awake. What had he done? He'd brought this guy home that he didn't know at all and had sex with him. What was he thinking?
"Idiot," he muttered as Jack snored beside him; sleeping in the nude with his ass facing the world. The only consolation was that he had no trace of a hangover. It must be due to that new drug they'd injected him with. He nudged Jack with his foot.
"Fuck off, Andy. I said fuck off, Andy," he mumbled without opening his eyes.
"Lovely," Ianto commented and Jack turned around with a sleepy expression.
"Hi," Ianto told him.
"Hello," Jack uttered so Ianto repeated him, "Hello."
"I'm naked," the other man remarked, "and so are you."
"Yeah," he confirmed and got up to collect his clothes for the day. First, he wanted a shower.
"I don't normally drink that much," Jack apologized before smiling; "We had sex, right?"
Shit, he couldn't even remember that?
"Yes," he answered and took out a clean pair of boxers.
"Nice," Jack said, "What time is it?"
"7:30," he informed him, "and I have to get a shower."
"Then, why are we awake? Let's go back to sleep," Jack complained, "or we could do something else."
"No," Ianto said, throwing him his trousers from the floor, "I have to work."
"Really?" the other asked in a serious tone. It was too early for this.
"Do you need to get to work or anything?" he asked because he didn't know whether Jack had a job or what he did for money or...anything.
"No work today. Do you want to get brekkie?" Jack questioned him and it would be an opportunity to learn more about the man he had sex with last night.
"Ok," he agreed and had his clean clothes in his arms, "After I shower and change clothes, we'll go."
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The previous nights events were trickling back to Jack's memory as time passed, including one very worrying thing. He wouldn't tell Ianto though because he was pretty sure that Ianto would be mad and he was sure everything would turn out. What was the worst that could happen? It wasn't like Ianto was a woman.
As they came closer to Ianto's car, a man and two kids were flying out of the main house.
"Morning," Ianto greeted the group.
"Good morning, Ianto," said Johnny with a smirk.
"I'm Jack Harkness," he said to the man and held out his hand.
"Jack," the man repeated with a nod before adding, "Ah, to be young."
"Stop it," Ianto complained with his arms crossed.
"You stop it," said the man in a tone like a twelve year old.
"Bye," Ianto stated and Jack wondered how close they were.
"Nice meeting you," Jack told him before realising that he still didn't know his name.
"See you later, enjoy the day," the man spoke and Jack looked back in time to see him tell the girl with him, "Never do what they did."
"I'm gonna do it," a little girl's voice declared. Before he got in the car, he heard the man say, "You are? Uh-oh. Someone's getting home-schooled."
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Ianto hoped the waitress would come back soon with their food, or at least his coffee. It was one of the reasons to look forward to work when he could brew the perfect cup of coffee, but he could make do with this for now. Jack was in the loo. He did not look well before he excused himself and hurried to those two sets of doors towards the back. Ianto checked the morning's headlines on his mobile and heard his footsteps coming back. Jack sat down with a bit of embarrassment on his face.
"Did you throw up?" Jack asked and laid his hands on his thighs. Ianto resisted rolling his eyes before answering, "No."
"Oh," the other spoke as Ianto put away his mobile. There were no obvious signs of alien activity today.
"Well, I'm glad, I hate throwing up," Ianto told him which was the truth. If it was the drug that kept him from rushing to the bathroom as Jack had done, he was grateful. One of those awkward silences was building again.
"I just need some coffee," he added and took the edge of his napkin to his spoon. It had a smudge on it from washing.
"Last night was great," Jack said and put his napkin in his lap.
"Yeah," Ianto agreed because it was the proper thing to say. As soon as it was said, he realized that he'd made the wrong decision. Jack looked hurt.
"Yeah," he repeated in an offended tone before reaching over and kissing Ianto on the lips. He did have to admit that Jack was a great kisser and how did he smell that good for not showering yet? Still, it was a weird situation and that didn't detract from not knowing anything about him or that they were in a very public place early in the morning. Once again, he was able to put it all into perspective and he pulled away from Jack.
"We had a great time," Ianto admitted and it was the truth even if he regretted it now. He checked his watch and saw that he didn't have that much time. Maybe he could get it as a takeaway?
"What's your work again?" Jack asked and his feet changed position with a loud scraping noise.
"Civil servant for the government," he explained as the waitress came over with their coffees, "Thanks, I'm going to need my food in a box, sorry."
"Of course," she agreed and went away again. Jack crossed his arms and commented, "So, you work for the government."
"Basically," Ianto confirmed, "and I was promoted so we celebrated by going out last night."
"Can't be easy though," Jack said, "They aren't exactly popular."
His body language made Ianto wonder if Jack had problems with the government. Great, he'd been fucked by a basket-case.
"What do you do for work?" he asked with trepidation about the answer.
"My roommates and I have started...we’re starting an Internet website," Jack explained before having a sip of his coffee; straight black unlike Ianto's own cup. A website could be interesting. Even Google had to start somewhere.
"What's it about?" he asked and drank some of his cup.
"I’ll give you the virtual experience. How’s that? You’re at your computer. Who’s an actress you like?" Jack questioned with that grin.
"Catherine Keener," Ianto said without hesitation. His crush on her was so cemented that he'd seen Percy Jackson the weekend before.
"I don't know who that is," Jack told him. "Who's your favorite actor?"
He didn't really have one so he named the first one who came to mind.
"Ewan McGregor," he replied and watched the kitchen for some sign of their waitress.
"Great. Who doesn’t? He's a really good one for this actually," Jack explained and his blue eyes were lighting up, "Let’s say you like him so much, you want to know every movie where he's naked. And not just that, but how long into that movie he's naked. Come to our exclusive web page. Type in ‘Ewan McGregor.’ Bam! ‘Velvet Goldmine,’ forty-five minutes in and he's already got his cock out, plus, he shags Jonathan Rhys Meyers and Christian Bale. Brilliant film, but there's also 'The Pillow Book' where she writes on his cock. It's great. He's naked in half his early films before he got married and had kids."
He wasn't sure what to say to that exuberant explanation of the website.
"Wow," he commented because he liked nudity as much as any bloke, but Jack was planning on making money by reducing any film made to pornography. It didn't seem right.
"Yeah, marriage and kids will do that to anyone," Jack spoke while looking at his coffee. Ianto saw their waitress coming towards them with a box and a plate.
"When you watch him naked though, you can see the joy on his face. He loves being naked," Jack said, "I love that about him because I love it, too."
"Okay," Ianto told him and took a twenty pound note on the table, "I actually need to get going so..."
"I didn't get your number," Jack pointed out with a quizzical expression. Was he being serious? Ianto had no intention of giving him his number.
"We had fun, right? We should do this again," Jack said and glanced towards their waitress. She put down the plate in front of Jack along with a container of syrup for the flapjacks. The last thing Ianto wanted was a scene in front of a stranger. He dug in his wallet again before finding a fake card for giving to reporters.
" I’m gonna give you my card because that’ll be the best way..." said Ianto and set it down on the table next to the plate.
" If you want to contact me, I don’t have a mobile right now because I broke it, but you can email me at the web page, I check it. It’s Jack at flesh of the stars, one word, dot com," Jack spoke as Ianto stood up. He gave the note to the waitress and took the box, not caring about the change. Then, Jack stood up as well.
"All right then," said Ianto and forced himself to smile, "It was nice to meet you." Jack held his arms out for a hug. Would this never end? He returned the hug with the hope that he would never have to see him again. When Jack leaned in for another kiss, Ianto turned away and let go.
"Take care," he said, making his way towards the exit.
"Bye!" Jack yelled after him and Ianto cringed. The whole restaurant had to hear that. He hurried faster to his car parked on the street and being on his way to work. Today would be his first full day of being a field agent and he planned to enjoy every minute. Ianto was also looking forward to Gwen's face when she found out the news they'd be working together.
SIX WEEKS LATER
Ianto took the safety off his gun at Guppy's command. However, she was back at headquarters and it was he, Gwen and Suzie investigating a Weevil report. The problem was that the Weevil was about to attack a child no older than Mica. Ianto felt sick, but he tried to shake it off and line up a shot. There was no time for a tranquilizer when a child was involved. He should have shot by now except his stomach was being more persistent as he swallowed bile that was coming up. Ianto tried to shoot anyway. The bullet landed several inches south of the heart and seemed to have the opposite effect.
"Jones, you cock up!" Guppy's voice screamed in his ear as the Weevil grabbed the little boy by the arm, "Costello, Cooper! Get it!"
He was frozen as Suzie shot her gun. The bullet smashed into the alien's skull and blood splattered. Crying filled the air from the boy as the Weevil fell to the ground, but it meant the child was alive. Then, Ianto ran to the nearest rubbish bin and heaved over and over. He couldn't remember ever being so sick. What was this? Soft, feminine hands were holding him by the shoulder and he knew that had to be Gwen.
"It's okay, Ianto, it's okay," she said in a soft voice and rubbed his back, "The kid just had a dislocated shoulder." It didn't feel okay to him. There had to be a logical explanation. When they arrived back at Torchwood, he refused the medical exam that Guppy suggested. He had only been a field agent for six weeks and didn't want a reputation for being a chocolate fireguard. Instead, he had gone into one of the private rooms to catch up on paperwork. About half an hour ago, Gwen had joined him.
"You really shouldn't feel bad for what happened," she said while leaning back in a chair, "We've all been through it and this was your first case with a kid. Kids...that never gets easy which is probably why Suzie had to do it. Suzie doesn't have anyone like you and I do."
Was she right? Could that be all this was?
"I just..." he started and couldn't form the words he wanted to, "I've never had that happen before."
"That's right and you've never been in the middle of a situation with a Weevil and a child either, have you?" Gwen asked with the confidence of knowing his response. He shook his head and regretted it as it made him feel a little dizzy. Then, she clicked one of the security clips up on her screen. He groaned at the audio.
"Is that you puking?" she asked and he sighed. They had it all recorded. Could it get any worse?
"At least they can't put it on Youtube," Gwen told him and it was a small consolation. However, files had been known to go missing before being accidentally emailed to every employee. Ianto groaned and settled back in his chair with his eyes shut which felt a little better. His feet were firmly planted on the ground.
"Wait a minute, they've got this clip twice," said Gwen before adding, "No, my mistake, the timestamp's different...you vomited a second time when I was pulling the car around?"
"And I'll throw up for a third time if you keep playing it," Ianto threatened before trying to control his breathing.
"Fine," she responded and the horrible audio went away.
"I can't wait to go home and make a bubble bath," he complained, "with the scented oils."
"That's what I have Rhys for," Gwen remarked before typing on the keyboard.
"Yes, because you have Rhys and Rhi has Johnny and I seem to be the only single person I know," he grumbled.
"I'm not trying to make you feel worse..."
I know. I just..." Ianto started before the little lunch that he had started trying to come back up. He swallowed and began his sentence again, "I just get tired of it all sometimes, like I'm an outsider looking in."
This was ridiculous. He felt like he was going to vomit again!
"What?" asked Gwen and he felt a little of the liquid trickle out of his mouth, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no. Over here. Not on the papers or equipment. Rubbish bin, rubbish bin!"
She placed one on the floor in front of him and he slumped over just in time.
"Are you okay?" she asked and was hesitating to touch him like earlier that day.
"Shit," Ianto complained and stayed bent over for a minute more to be sure, "I don't understand this."
"Are you sick?" Gwen questioned.
"I don't know," admitted Ianto who wasn't sure what to think at this point.
"I'm phoning Martha," she said and he didn't stop her, "What'd you eat?"
"Nothing except some crisps at lunch," he replied and realized he hadn't eaten that much the day before either.
"That's all you've had?" Gwen asked with incredulity and they both couldn't help glancing at the rubbish bin that begged to differ. He wanted to clean his mouth off, but not with his nice, folded handkerchief. Gwen must have noticed his hesitation because she handed him an extra scrap of paper.
"Yeah, Martha, it's me, Gwen, Ianto's sick," she said into her mobile before looking at him again, "She wants to know if you had your flu shot."
"Yes, when we were supposed to," he answered and hated how easily he kept getting upset.
"Just be glad you can't get pregnant," Gwen retorted and to the device added, "Well, if it were a woman, that's the first thing, anyone would say..."
"Put Martha on speakerphone," Ianto hissed so he wouldn't keep hearing half a conversation.
"What are his symptoms?" Martha asked and Gwen replied, "He's thrown up three times today, barely eaten a thing, looks a bit flushed and to be honest, keeps being right moody, more than usual."
Chapter Four: Six Weeks Later
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Date: 2010-05-26 02:17 pm (UTC)My Proff (gay) told me about it when he found out I loved Bowie, and I went NUTSO for it.
Also, totally thought Jack was gonna end up pregnant. You tricky minx you...
*continuing reading*
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Date: 2010-06-02 04:32 pm (UTC)Well, Jack did seem the obvious choice, but Ianto seemed to fit the situation better and I did like that it wouldn't be what everyone was expecting.
THANK YOU!!!