REC: Get Your Bearings by Marita-C (NC17)
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crack_van and figured I'd crosspost. :)
Title: Get Your Bearings
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marita_c
Author Website: Don’t know of one other than her LJ.
Why this must be read: This is set post Children of Earth and is the first of several fics that deal with those events that I will be sharing. This follows what might have happened once Jack left and what might have happened when he finally came back. Plus, there is a smoking hot Jack/Ianto sex scene in here.
“Come on, now. It’s time to take Jack home, don’t do this.”
The lights flicker.
“If you don’t tell me what’s wrong then how am I supposed to know how to fix it?!” the Doctor asks in exasperation.
The TARDIS just hums quietly.
“Maybe she doesn’t want me to go,” Jack jokes.
The Doctor glances at him distractedly, then back at the ship’s monitor. “Not everything is about you, Captain. I don’t think she’s reacting to you — not directly, anyway.”
Jack slides a hand up a smooth, glowing column, frowning. “Has she ever behaved this way before?” he asks.
The Doctor presses a few buttons, turns a handle, and looks at the small screen again. “There’s an anomaly. Something is… wrong in the space-time continuum. I think she’s trying to correct it, but something is not quite working. Perhaps--” He turns another handle, and the ship lurches. “--Whoa, there…”
They both hold on tight as the shaking goes on. “What is she doing?” Jack yells.
The Doctor’s eyes widen. “She’s…” There’s a loud, jarring bang as the TARDIS lands, and the shaking stops. “Oh…” the Doctor says, sounding a little perplexed. “She’s refuelling, apparently.”
Jack lets go of the column and comes closer. He glances at the screen, displaying their new landing spot, and is a little thrown, at first, by the familiar and unmarred view of Cardiff bay. When he sees the date on the monitor, the reason becomes clear.
He swallows. “How long will this take?” he asks hoarsely.
The Doctor glances at him from the corner of his eye. “About two hours.”
Jack sighs, rubs his face.
“You shouldn’t worry, she chose a safe time point. According to these readings, the other you is in London at the moment.”
“Yeah, I remember,” Jack says. “I had a meeting with UNIT that day.”
Get Your Bearings
crack_van and figured I'd crosspost. :)Title: Get Your Bearings
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Author on LJ:
marita_cAuthor Website: Don’t know of one other than her LJ.
Why this must be read: This is set post Children of Earth and is the first of several fics that deal with those events that I will be sharing. This follows what might have happened once Jack left and what might have happened when he finally came back. Plus, there is a smoking hot Jack/Ianto sex scene in here.
“Come on, now. It’s time to take Jack home, don’t do this.”
The lights flicker.
“If you don’t tell me what’s wrong then how am I supposed to know how to fix it?!” the Doctor asks in exasperation.
The TARDIS just hums quietly.
“Maybe she doesn’t want me to go,” Jack jokes.
The Doctor glances at him distractedly, then back at the ship’s monitor. “Not everything is about you, Captain. I don’t think she’s reacting to you — not directly, anyway.”
Jack slides a hand up a smooth, glowing column, frowning. “Has she ever behaved this way before?” he asks.
The Doctor presses a few buttons, turns a handle, and looks at the small screen again. “There’s an anomaly. Something is… wrong in the space-time continuum. I think she’s trying to correct it, but something is not quite working. Perhaps--” He turns another handle, and the ship lurches. “--Whoa, there…”
They both hold on tight as the shaking goes on. “What is she doing?” Jack yells.
The Doctor’s eyes widen. “She’s…” There’s a loud, jarring bang as the TARDIS lands, and the shaking stops. “Oh…” the Doctor says, sounding a little perplexed. “She’s refuelling, apparently.”
Jack lets go of the column and comes closer. He glances at the screen, displaying their new landing spot, and is a little thrown, at first, by the familiar and unmarred view of Cardiff bay. When he sees the date on the monitor, the reason becomes clear.
He swallows. “How long will this take?” he asks hoarsely.
The Doctor glances at him from the corner of his eye. “About two hours.”
Jack sighs, rubs his face.
“You shouldn’t worry, she chose a safe time point. According to these readings, the other you is in London at the moment.”
“Yeah, I remember,” Jack says. “I had a meeting with UNIT that day.”
Get Your Bearings
