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antigwenallies Sep. 25th, 2008 01:16 am)
Finally! The next part of the Chronicles is here *wonders if anyone remembers them, it’s been so long*
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http://community.livejournal.com/antigwenallies/95273.html
Link to Episode 4
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“Well see, there was this alien a few weeks ago, in the registry office. You had gone early, so it was just the four of us, and after we had caught it, Jack got talking to one of the registrars there. Anyway, upshot is, we went in today and had a Civil Partnership ceremony,” Ianto said, a tiny smirk gracing his face as he watched her patented ‘guppy expression’ settled more firmly onto her face.
“You didn’t tell me,” she whined.
“We didn’t think you would be interested, what with all the preparations you’re going to be needing to make for your new posting, besides, it was a very small service, just Owen and the Doctor as witnesses, and me as the official record keeper, and Rhys of course, we couldn’t leave him out,” Tosh grinned, lifting a tiny video camera from her bag.
“Now, if you’ll excuse us Gwen, we should get downstairs, the Doctor will have arrived by now, and I doubt Rhys will be able to make him keep his hands to himself down there for too long. Besides, you look like you’re ready for a night on the um, tiles, yourself, so we wouldn’t like to keep you,” Jack said, ushering her towards the door.
She turned when she was out on the walkway, her mouth opening to speak, but the door was already closing in her face, and a moment later she heard it being locked again, shutting her out in the dark on her own.
“Bollocks,” she hissed, feeling tears pricking her eyes as she kicked an empty can into the water.
How could Jack do this to her, marry Ianto just on the day she became available to him, maybe Rhys hadn’t mentioned before the ceremony that the two of them had split up, surely Jack wouldn’t have gone through with it if he’d known. She was going to have to rethink her plan now, there was only Owen who she could rely on to help her get rid of Ianto so that she could have Jack and not get sent to Mars, even if he had gone to the service, it had to have just been out of duty, because he was still going to be working with them. Besides, she needed a good shag, and Owen would do for that until she could get Jack away from Ianto’s clutches. Decided she headed back to where she had parked, she would go to Owen’s flat and wait for him, certain that once they were in bed, she could get him to do anything for her.
/x/
Down in the hub, Tosh glanced over her shoulder as someone came up behind her.
“She buggered off yet?” Owen asked, gesturing to the CCTV screen that she had been keeping an eye on.
“Yeah, but it looks like she’s heading for your place,” Tosh sighed.
“Balls, I hope she doesn’t think she’s getting back into my bed,” he hissed.
“You can come to mine tonight, if you want to,” Tosh said, blushing faintly.
“You sure? That would be great,” he said, putting a hand on her shoulder and steering her away.
“Come on, Jack and Ianto have finally managed to persuade the Doctor to come down out of Myfanwy’s roost, and Rhys has the
“Who knew the Doctor had such a thing for huge flying lizards,” she smiled, seeing the Time Lord still talking enthusiastically, waving his hands every now and then up in the direction of the nest.
“Oi, bribe her with some dark chocolate, and she’ll come down,” Ianto laughed, pulling a bar of her favorite from the back of his drawer and tossing it to the over excited Time Lord, he couldn’t believe how much of an overgrown child he was, although admittedly every other time he had seen the man, it had been an ‘end of the world’ type situation, not a celebration.
“Well, at least we can be fairly sure she isn’t going to eat him while he’s hub sitting tonight,” Jack snorted, watching as she swooped down to land just behind the Doctor at the first sound of the foil being split.
She skittered slightly at the pop of the Champagne being uncorked, but the chunk of chocolate offered to her a moment later soon settled her again, and she nipped affectionately at Jack’s hand as he reached up to scratch her crest while Rhys poured the Champagne.
“A toast, to Jack and Ianto. A long and happy marriage,” the Doctor said, raising his glass, and all of the others chimed against it.
“Thank you,” Jack said smiling as Ianto snuggled in against his side.
“And to the return of Torchwood four,” Ianto snickered, holding up his glass again.
/x/
Gwen shifted uncomfortably on the cold stairs up to Owen’s flat, wondering what was keeping him. Looking at her watch for the 50th time, she could see that it was gone midnight now; he couldn’t still be at the Hub, faking happiness that Jack and bloody Ianto had gotten hitched.
A couple of his neighbors came up, looking oddly at her where she sat on the stairs, her barely there skirt and top leaving little to the imagination.
“What are you looking at?” she hissed, blushing.
“This is a respectable building young lady, not somewhere for your sort to ply their trade,” the woman said snootily.
“I’m a friend of Dr. Harper, I’m waiting for him,” she said defensively, her blush deepening at being called a prostitute twice in one night. Maybe her outfit was a little over the top, she would have to tone it down and try Jack again.
“Well, find somewhere else to wait, or we’ll call the police. Honestly, lowering the tone of the building that way,” the woman sniffed, her voice fading away as she and her husband carried on up the stairs.
“Snotty bitch,” Gwen murmured, looking at her watch yet again.
She would leave, but not because she was worried about that woman calling the police, honestly, how could anyone think something so low about someone as obviously respectable as her, she would have to head back to the hotel, maybe Owen was waiting there for her, so that he could offer her the comfort she needed after being so unkindly treated today.
/x/
“Any calls or messages?” she asked the man on the desk as she picked up her room key.
“No,” he said, checking.
“Oh,” she sighed, taking the key and wandering off to her room.
She pulled out her mobile as soon as she was there, hitting the speed dial.
“Harper,” a very sleepy voice answered.
“Owen love, it’s Gwen. I was waiting for you at your flat. Why don’t you come over to my hotel?” she asked, leaning back on the bed.
“Humph, Gwen its one in the morning, get some sleep,” he groaned.
She was about to persist when she heard another familiar sleepy voice.
“What is it? Is something wrong?” Tosh’s faint voice asked, barely audible over the phone.
“Its nothing Tosh, go back to sleep,” he said.
Gwen hung up quickly, her mouth hanging open, how could he prefer mousy Tosh over her, she bet that Tosh was nowhere near as passionate in bed. Now what was she going to do?
/x/
Owen realized that Gwen had hung up when he put the phone back to his ear after Tosh padded back off to her bedroom. Rolling his eyes, he threw the phone back onto the coffee table, and snuggled back down into the warm nest of blankets he had made on the comfortable sofa.
Tbc
Shame on you anyone whose mind went to the same place Gwen’s went to. Tosh is not that kind of girl J
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I had to re-read that first sentence about six times to realize that you were not hinting at Ten/Rhys, though I wouldn't be opposed to convincing Gwen they are now together... And by the way, I had to look up the phrase "night on the tiles," and, apparently, I'm not the only American who hoped it meant "night passed out on the floor of the pub toilet." :D
This series is awesome; looking forward to episode 4!
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As to 'night on the tiles', either way works,;), but it was actually a third allusion, this time from Jack, to the hooker like properties of her clothing, that she was too dense to get, lol.
Really glad you like it, hopefully it won't be like, six months for the next update *headdesk*
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*sighs with happiness*
Lovely, and I'll be keeping an eye out for a new chapter.
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