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09 November 2008 @ 11:48 am
nov 08: twfanfic: Jack Harkness makes a promise [Jack Harkness/Fem!Ianto Jones]  


Jack Harkness makes a promise;
part 1, part 2;
Jack Harkness, Fem!Ianto Jones;
PG-Rated; Coda “Almost Perfect”; 1230words;
For erin_giles who wanted a "happier" woobie
 (an endevour I've no doubt failed in XD)
<33

It took a long while to calm Ianto down. The shock at not having woken up in the body he longed so desperately to be back in broke through the usually iron barriers of his control; emotions he’d fought so hard to keep inside since this whole fiasco started, began pouring forth in wave after wave of despair as he finally allowed the full scale of being stuck in a female body hit him.

It was a messy sight to behold. And it hurt so goddamned much to watch as Ianto broke down, unable- and perhaps no longer wanting- to keep it all inside anymore. He’d collapsed into Jack’s arms, his tears falling upon his flesh in hot splashes, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he tried to suck in the lungful of air determined to escape him. The sobbing had started shortly after; words garbled and nonsensical, but all his half-choked sounds of pain and would-be words hit at Jack like a blow to the stomach, a knife twisting in his heart as all he could do was wrap his arms about his lover and hold him as tight as he possibly could. Arms firm, hands clenching, heart breaking as he tried to make things all better through the mere power of his touch.

And he’d never felt more useless in his life. When Ianto’s legs had failed him, Jack wasted no time in lifting the young man- woman- into his arms. Ianto kept his face buried against Jack’s neck, his lips moving in a constant muttering against his skin as he carried him the few steps from the bathroom back to the bed. Coaxing Ianto into it had resulted only in him turning his back on Jack, curling in on himself and proceeding to muffle his cries against his pillow.

Jack slipped into the bed beside Ianto. He hesitated a moment only before reaching out towards his lover and coaxing him to turn back towards him; tucking his face against the crook of his neck and holding him close once again as he whispered sweet nothings and promises about how they’d find a way to make things better into Ianto's unhearing ears. He’d make things better for Ianto. Whatever it took, he’d made it all better.

About an hour later or so, Ianto had managed to cried himself into exhaustion. Jack himself inconspicuously wiped any trace of grief from his own face as he shifted the young man- woman- in his arms till he could look down upon his- her- face only to find that once bright-blue eyes were dulled now with a depression he didn’t know how to lift.

Jack stroked his fingers over Ianto’s cheeks; his tears had dried thickly upon them, and his eyes and nose were reddened from the last hour and a bit of constant sobbing and sniffling. And still he- she- looked completely gorgeous. He couldn’t imagine how hard it must for Ianto. To be stuck in an unfamiliar body was terrible enough. To be stuck in a body so perfect it actually resented the mind controlling it, that too was pretty damn horrific. But to have been promised the return to his own natural form after long days of fearing the worst (that he’d never ever be back to himself, imperfections and all), only to awaken and find that promise had been naught but a lie? Jack couldn’t even pretend to understand the culture shock. The alien sensation of it all. The pain and the betrayal.

And though he’s promised that he will do everything in his power, Jack honestly doesn’t know how he’s going to fix this. And he wonders- and fears- if either of them will survive it. No. He won't think it. They will survive this. The have to. They must.

“Hey,” he whispers softly, watching as Ianto’s eyes flicker into focus upon his own. A lone tear slips from one of Ianto’s eyes and Jack is quick to catch it with his thumb. Ianto bites at lips that tremble and Jack closes his eyes momentarily with the hurt of seeing Ianto so broken.

“‘M sorry,” Ianto whispers back a heartbeat later; his voice is hoarse from crying. His left hand is fisted upon Jack’s chest as he lies cocooned between his arms and the duvet Jack has wrapped about them both.

“Don’t be sorry,” Jack leans in to kiss at Ianto’s forehead but Ianto tips his head back and catches Jack’s mouth with his own. When they part, Jack tastes the salt of Ianto’s tears upon his lips. He lifts his hand from Ianto’s cheek and strokes it through the full length of his hair- hair that never looks out of place, no matter how much of a rough-and-tumble it ends up in- and he smiles sadly.

“I should have known it was too good to be true,” Ianto says after a moment and Jack shakes his head, tries to put a finger over Ianto’s pouting lips but he shakes Jack’s hand away. “No. I should have.” He shakes his own head and drops his face to Jack’s chest, hugging Jack to him.

“Last night,” he continues, his voice softer than before, “I let you explore this body- I wanted you to help me enjoy this body for the first time before I lost it forever. I let myself believe that for one night, my life wasn’t nearly as fucked up as it actually is. I let myself believe that this… this hell would be over with when we woke up. But it’s not, Jack,” his words hitched on Jack’s name and Jack’s arms tightened. “It’s not and I don’t know… I don’t want…” He shook his head again and lapsed into silence.

Jack kissed at his crown before rubbing a hand over his own face.

“Ianto,” he tried to speak. Ianto lifted a hand to press over Jack’s mouth, stilling further speech.

“Don’t.” And there was that lifelessness in his eyes again, a look that sparked a deep fear and a sudden fury in Jack.

“No, you don’t!” He hissed out, suddenly angry. He pushed himself upwards, leaning down over Ianto- his body more powerfully obvious and overwhelming against the lithe fragility of Ianto’s current form and despite the flash of nervousness in Ianto’s eyes at the change come over him, Jack refused to back down.

“Don’t you dare give up on me, Ianto Jones,” he demanded, his words fierce and commanding. He touched at Ianto’s cheek again- fingers soft and contradictory to his mood, Ianto’s own hand lifted to clutch at those same fingers with desperation shining upon his face. “Don’t you dare,” Jack repeated, “we will find a cure. We will fix this in any and every way we can find to fix this. I will not see you suffer like this, Ianto. I cannot watch you fall away into misery. I won’t watch you give up before the fight’s even begun.”

“I’ve been fighting this for weeks!” Ianto ventured, fingers tightening. Jack bent his head and kissed him hard- once, twice, his lips demanding and Ianto succumbed himself to the kiss, both needing and wanting the contact though at the same time despising his- this- body’s reaction to it. He pulled away first, breathing deeply.

“Yes,” Jack agreed, kissing Ianto quickly once more, “but now I’ll be fighting it with you.”

[ end. ]
[ written as part of Caspe-Wri-Mo


 
 
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__♥..Jemz-y Baby..♥__: Janto FTWjemzamia on November 9th, 2008 12:36 am (UTC)
Words cannot express how much I love this ♥
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.01 \\ Ianto fucking Jonescs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:12 pm (UTC)
<33 aww thank you!

I'm enjoying writing it and am hoping to add a bit more to this little series soon.

Thanks for reading, babi!
Peace,
Caspe
Georgie: Torchwood - Ianto (oh ffs)indiefairy on November 9th, 2008 12:44 am (UTC)
I don't want to like this because you're still being mean to Ianto and we had words about that :P

But saying that, beautiful piece hun, absolutely gorgeous. Poor Ianto being stuck as a female :(
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.01 \\ XD stopwatch!cs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:14 pm (UTC)
::giggles::

Just for you, hun, I'll promise to play nice with him at some point this month, okay? X)

Thanks :) I just loved the novel so much that I couldn't resist the lure to play in this sanpit of angst. I'll try and lighten things up in the next part!

Peace,
Caspe
Erin Giles: torchwood - janto - save the last danceerin_giles on November 9th, 2008 12:50 am (UTC)
My first reaction - Woobie's crying!! How is that happy?! *clings to him*

But having said that I actually loved this to bits even though it's not entirely happy it leaves me with a bit of hope, which I suppose I can admit is "happy" woobie. Actually how does one make woobie happy when woobie is not someone generally happy... *ponders*

Yay for Jack trying to make it better though!! *grins* And thank you for attempting "happy" woobie on my behalf! *snuggles*
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.10 \\ Ianto's Arsecs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:17 pm (UTC)
XD ...see? there is no such thing as a happy woobie! Ianto shall forever be made to bask in his misery and wangst. Muhaha... ahem. Erm. I mean... ah, poor Ianto? ::twitchy::

I'm really glad you liked it though! heh. I am trying to be realistic in terms of how Ianto would react if he really was stuck as a woman (hormones and all!). That said, if/when I do another part, I'll aim for a happier sort of tone, just to cheer ya'll up!

Thank you for reading!
Peace,
Caspe
galaxy_song: dancegalaxy_song on November 9th, 2008 01:48 am (UTC)
“Yes,” Jack agreed, kissing Ianto quickly once more, “but now I’ll be fighting it with you.”

I was thinking oh poor lady Ianto and I sort of still am but the last line gives me hope for a happy Ianto.

I think evry one can understand Iantos horror it is rather terrifying to wake up one morning and go wow boobs were the hell did those come from.

XD

Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 1.13 \\ Janto YS!cs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:20 pm (UTC)
<33 I'm so glad you've got hope! I'm definitely going to aim for a "happy" sort of conclusion to this little series, so hopefully Ianto won't be too sad for much longer!

LMAO omg you have the best sense of humour ever. But, yes! That's pretty much how I imagined Ianto reacting to the whole thing, heh.

Thank you for reading!
Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
thrace_adams: Janto Kissthrace_adams on November 9th, 2008 02:16 am (UTC)
Oh wow. Poor Ianto - in so much pain. But finally Jack is trying to comfort him. Really great story.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.07 \\ Jack Harknesscs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:21 pm (UTC)
I know, the poor baby! But at least he has Jack to help him get through it and to help him. :)

Thanks for reading, I'm really pleased you enjoyed it!
Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
daylyn: Jack Ianto clasping_lilly8408daylyn on November 9th, 2008 03:08 am (UTC)
This was great. Poor Ianto -- his (her) pain, confusion, and fear was so evident. As was his (her) depression. But I love that Jack won't let him (her) give up -- no matter what happens. Really interesting and well done story.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ Ianto; Coffee Clubcs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:25 pm (UTC)
X) Thank you!

I really do think that this is how Ianto would take the whole idea of being a woman, if he did wake up again to find that he hadn't changed back after everything. It's one thing having hope that you'll find a cure. It's quite another finding out that cure didn't work and not knowing if there'll ever be another way to get his old body back.

The poor baby! ;) heh. But yes, Jack won't let him (her) give up. So fingers crossed, right?

Peace,
Caspe
mrs_cj_harknessmrs_cj_harkness on November 9th, 2008 09:31 am (UTC)
I'm with Jemz - this is amazing! <3 I'm loving angst (and you) atm, too much happy-clappy stuff floating around :)

The sentence ... just ::wibbles;:
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.11 \\ Undressedcs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:27 pm (UTC)
I'm definitly an angst-whore for the most part. My writing it pretty much defaulted to angst, if I'm honest, but so long as people like you read and enjoy then I'ma keep on churning it out.

X) thanks so much! I'm a little bit inlove with that sentense myself. Jack can be so <33 sometimes!

Peace,
Caspe
missthingsplacemissthingsplace on November 9th, 2008 10:23 am (UTC)
Oh i love this, poor Ianto.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.12 \\ hand to chestcs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:29 pm (UTC)
Poor Ianto, indeed! He puts up with so much drama really.

Maybe I'll play nice give him a happy ending ;) heh.

Thank you!
Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
Jen: ianto jonesluvinthe88and20 on November 9th, 2008 08:56 pm (UTC)
Oh Poor Ianto.

Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.01 \\ gun to the headcs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:29 pm (UTC)
::pets Ianto::

I do so abuse the poor guy. Still, there is hope for a (relatively) happy ending. Maybe. ;)

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
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absinthefairy88absinthefairy88 on November 9th, 2008 09:09 pm (UTC)
Poor baby. *hugs Ianto*

This is so sweet though. I hated that they just left the story like that so ILU for writing this sooooooo much right now.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.12 \\ Remembering Lisacs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:31 pm (UTC)
Originally I'd been going to write the scene that came immediatly after the novel finished (where Jack and Ianto do the dirty for the first time with Ianto as a woman) but my muses decided differently and so I've ended up with quite the angstfest on my hands! heh. But I'm very glad you're enjoying it so far :) makes it so much worthwile when people like what you're posting, heh.

Thank you, hun!
Peace,
Caspe
Sarahsrah_scottydog on November 9th, 2008 09:35 pm (UTC)
Go Jack! Make it all better!!!

(Things are looking promising for Collectormania - mother is considering it as a Christmas present)

xxx
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ Jack; Captaincs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:33 pm (UTC)
Yes, go Jack! He'll keep Ianto from falling apart too much :)

(rock on! :D I'll let you know when plans start being made but you can pretty much garuntee it'll be the Sunday we have any sort of meetup)

<33
Peace,
Caspe
laurapetrilaurapetri on November 9th, 2008 11:32 pm (UTC)
Hate the pain love the writing
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.12 \\ Coffeecs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:33 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :) I know I'm really mean to poor Ianto, but I'll try and make it better for him next time! heh.

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
pinkfairy727: Torchwood - B/W Janto Heartpinkfairy727 on November 10th, 2008 12:31 am (UTC)
I LOVE IT!!!!! I can't wait to see where you go with this :c)
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ SinCity \\ Helluva time...cs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:34 pm (UTC)
THANK YOU!!! XD

I'll hopefully post a third part at some point this week, so look out for that :)

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
lemiserabelle on November 10th, 2008 06:35 am (UTC)
I love this and would love more. *crosses fingers*
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.03 \\ Janto kisscs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:35 pm (UTC)
More is planned ;) though I can't say when, hopefully for this week at some point!

Glad you're loving thus far X) thank you!

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
hab318princesshab318princess on November 10th, 2008 11:36 am (UTC)
I feel for Ianto, because honestly the idea of me being stuck as a man... eurgh!!!!

Please fix him, soon - but loving Jack's fighting words : together!
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ Ianto&Gwen; Made in Walescs_whitewolf on November 10th, 2008 10:36 pm (UTC)
::giggles:: I think it'd be quite fun, but only if you were sure you could change back. Unlike Ianto's current prediciment. The poor baby!

I'll try my best to fix him :) but in the meantime, he's got Jack to keep him together!

Thank you!
Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
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