shattered_fics | For A Day

Title: For A Day (Part III)
Rating: R
Pairing/Character(s): Ianto Jones/Jack Harkness & Ianto/OFC
Summary: A girl mysteriously shows up on Torchwoods front step.
Warnings: Spoilers Throughout Season Two (Up To Adrift)
Length: Long
Word Count: 3,768
Chapter #: (III/V)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: I had to break this story up into more parts since this has gotten WAY longer then I imaged. I'm not even done and it's almost 18,000 words. So enjoy!

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Part I Part II

Ianto groaned and rolled over as his alarm blared though the silent room. His eyes adjusted slowly to the darkness around him as last night came flooding back into his mind. Smiling he turned his head towards Natalie who was still fast asleep even though the alarm was still going. Running his hand lightly down her face she smiled in her sleep. Slowly he threw the covers off of himself; he sat up and turned off his alarm. He struggled in the dark looking for his discarded boxers from the night before. Pulling them on he quickly left the bedroom and headed toward the kitchen to start his first batch of coffee for the day.

Once his coffee finished brewing he poured himself a cup as he sat down at the table. Sighing he took a sip from the mug, he knew he would have to bring Natalie back to Torchwood and knew they would have to go in early so the others could avoid the verbal tirade Jack was going to give them once they returned to the Hub. A smirked crossed his face as he could already see the jealousy that would be present in Jack’s eyes as he yelled at them, threatening Ianto’s job removal. Ianto knew however that Jack wouldn’t be able to fire him and ret-con him, because it would affect Jack almost as much as it would Ianto. He didn’t want to play that card but if it was taking a turn for the worse he had it ready to threaten him if needed. Taking one last sip of his coffee he headed toward the bathroom, he was stalling long enough.

Ianto moved about quickly in his bedroom so he wouldn’t wake Natalie who was still sleeping soundly. He caught himself more than once looking at her sleeping as he cleaned up his suit from last night and getting his suit for work. Blushing he hurried into the bathroom and shut the door. Leaning against it he wished he had more time with her, so they could just spend it in bed, with each other talking. He never wanted last night to end, he wanted that moment forever. Pushing himself off of the door he started his shower.

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Something unsettled Jack and it bothered him all through the night. His desk was splayed with all of Natalie’s test results from that day; he was trying to find something or anything that Owen could’ve missed. But everything he saw was in order. Nothing abnormal in the blood results or the full body scan that Owen did last minute. She was perfectly healthy, yet Jack had the nagging feeling that something was still off.

Leaning back in his chair he sighed as his mind drifted to Ianto. After his rebellion with Lisa, Ianto was the perfect employee. He was able to trust Ianto not soon after that event; he had no reason not to. Since he returned from the Doctor, Jack and Ianto’s relationship had changed for the better. They were happy, or at least Jack thought they were. He had never really told Ianto how he felt, but Jack always felt like Ianto knew. He had always thought that was enough, maybe had Ianto known that Jack loved him this rebellion with Natalie wouldn’t have happened.

Sitting straighter in his chair he brought up the CCTV footage from Ianto and Natalie’s encounter in the tourist office, from that night. He couldn’t help but feel jealous as he saw them kiss for the second time, Ianto and he weren’t exclusive, but it still bothered him to see Ianto kissing someone else. Jack quietly went back to the beginning of the footage and noted how their mannerisms changed quickly. They both started off stiff almost mean and spiteful towards each other, then suddenly the walls were down and there were like a couple. Jack never spotted it earlier, it unsettled him. Something was going on but he couldn’t figure out what it was. The attraction between them was bordering on unnatural.

He thought back to earlier that day, Ianto had started acting abnormal from the start. Jack remembered Ianto’s voice from the call he had received that morning, there was a shy nervousness that Ianto tried to hide during the call. His actions toward Natalie was something that Ianto never did with Torchwood subjects, he would always act indifferent, but not with Natalie. Jack shook his head slowly when he realized he should’ve noticed something when Ianto became stiff and cold when they officially met, he should’ve known at that moment Ianto was hiding something.

When he sat with Ianto at lunch, he could feel the stiffness radiating off of him as Natalie sat feet from them. He tried to relax Ianto as best as he could, massaging his shoulders to loosen him up. Jack studied Natalie during lunch, but she was calm, sitting quietly keeping to herself as she ate. Jack smiled outlining his lips as flashes of Ianto kissing him from that afternoon came up in his memory. Ianto never kissed him like that during work, at least not with his co-workers standing a couple feet from him. Frowning Jack remembered slowly opening his eyes to find Ianto staring behind Jack—towards Natalie.

Jack shook his thoughts away quickly as he looked back over Natalie’s test results. Slowly it dawned on him, all of her test results were from her insides, but they never checked her outsides. Her tattered clothing had to have meant something should’ve been left behind. He pushed himself away from his desk and quickly ran to the locker room were Natalie’s clothing still lay discarded. Grabbing the tattered shirt he made his way to the autopsy room.

Jack spent the better part of an hour doing every test he could think of on the article of clothing. Test after test came up negative. He was starting to loose any hope of finding out what was used on her when the computer screen blinked a name that Jack new very well. He had seen it one to many times, even using it occasionally in this time with the Time Agents, but slowly he read the small blurb on the alien perfume. It was a highly effective aphrodisiac that would make the first male fall in lust with the wearer.

He scrambled to find his phone in his pockets; he dialed Iantos number his heart beating faster with every number entered. Jack’s heart almost stopped when the number went directly to voicemail. Lowering the phone away from his ear he closed it and sat back in Owens chair. Images flashed in his mind, all the worst case scenarios were all that came up. He could only picture Ianto lying dead in his flat all because he didn’t order a simple test on Natalie’s clothing. He shook the images away, he was just being paranoid, and Ianto would be fine. Slowly Jack headed back into his office, the team would be arriving in the next two hours, and he would just wait and see that everything was completely normal.

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Natalie rolled over pulling the covers tightly around her. Slowly opening her eyes she looked around Ianto’s bed room. The window was letting in the glow of the rising sun, illuminating the room just enough. She could hear the faint sound of water running and figured that Ianto was getting ready for work. Pulling herself towards Ianto’s side she looked for the alarm—it was seven-thirty. Sighing she laid back, soon she would be heading back to Torchwood to under go God-knows-what until they figured out what had happened to her. She adjusted her shirt slowly before throwing the covers off of herself. Looking down her eyes widened in surprise as her hands went to her stomach.

“Ianto!” She screamed at the top of her lungs as she struggled to sit up.

Ianto had just turned off the water when he heard Natalie screaming his name. His heart jumped into his throat as he scrambled for his towel. Wrapped it around his waist as he flung the bathroom door open, and ran to the bed were Natalie was sitting still saying his name. He came to stand in front of her and his heart fell, and his stomach dropped to just below his knees—she was pregnant—very pregnant.

“Natalie,” He said as calmly as he could muster as his throat had suddenly gone completely dry. “Just try to calm down.”

“Calm down?” She said looking up at him slowly, tears streaking down her face as she held onto her stomach. “How can I calm down?! I’m suddenly pregnant, I wasn’t pregnant last night. What did that freak place you work for do to me?” She slowly balled up her fist and punched him across the face as he knelt down before her.

He slowly rubbed the right side of his face as he inched toward her. This time she let him near; he sat down beside her on the bed and wrapped his arms tightly around her. She quietly sobbed against his chest. His mind raced, all he could think of was Gwen getting pregnant with the shape shifters egg, but this was nothing like that. Ianto knew he had to get Natalie back to Jack; he would be the only one who would know what to do, what happened and hopefully how to stop it.

“Natalie,” Ianto said quietly as he kissed the top of her head “We have to get to Jack.”

“How could this happen?” She sobbed ignoring him.

“If we get back to the Hub we can find it out,” He said soothingly rubbing her back, he couldn’t really figure out what to say to her. Everything he
thought of seemed meaningless and stupid. He lightly held onto her as she cried into his arms. He closed his eyes wishing this all away, to make this be a nightmare. “Natalie we have to get back.”

She nodded into his chest. He left her sitting on the bed while he rummaged through his dresser pulling out a pair of boxers and two t-shirts. Quickly pulling on his boxers he threw the towel back into the bathroom. Heading to his closet he pulled on the undershirt and t-shirt. Grabbing a pair of jeans he pulled them on quickly not bothering to button them at the moment as he took out a long sleeve light blue button up shirt. He turned toward the bed and Natalie. She was extremely pale and looked like she was on the verge of passing out. He slowly handed her the shirt.

“Here this’ll go nicely with the skirt,” He smiled as she weakly nodded in reply. “Let me help you.” He said quietly as she struggled to get off the sleep shirt.

“No,” She said sternly shaking her head as she quickly pulled off the shirt. She slid her arms into the sleeves as he turned from her.

Buttoning up his jeans he looked around the room and spotted her skirt lying at the foot of the bed. He handed her the skirt as she struggled with getting off of the bed. His heart fell as her fingers brushed against his. Turning to the window he folded his arms across his chest and stared at Cardiff. It was slowly starting to wake up; everyone was getting up to continue on with their normal lives. Resting his head against the cold glass he sighed, for once he didn’t know what to do.

“Ianto,” Natalie said quietly resting a hand on his lower back. Stirred from his thoughts he turned to her and smiled. His shirt was just big enough as it stretched across her stomach. She had rolled up the sleeves so they were just below her elbows. He slowly ran his fingers through her hair. He looked her over, pulling her into a hug he smiled, she was able to pull on her skirt as well as slip on her shoes. Ianto loved the fact she was so determined.

“Are you ready to go see Jack?” Ianto asked slowly as she nodded. “You okay?”

“Not really,” She said trying to laugh “I’m just hoping to wake up at any moment. That all of this is just a horrible dream.”

“Me too,” He sighed kissing the top of her head “I’m sorry for this.”

“This wasn’t your fault,” Natalie said breaking the hug and looking at him kindly. She smiled at him as she ran a hand lightly down his face “We don’t really know what happened.”

“But if I hadn’t--”

“I wanted to,” She said kissing him to quiet him “We should go.”

Ianto took her hand lightly as he led them toward the front door. He slipped on his trainers as he grabbed two jackets from the closet. He placed one over Natalie’s shoulders before pulling his on. He slowly helped Natalie down the stairs; cursing at the fact the lift was currently out of order. When they reached the bottom she was winded and exhausted, after refusing to allow him to carry her.

He rushed through the morning traffic breaking every driving law known to man. Natalie sat silently in her seat staring out of the window not even noticing Ianto going almost twice the legal speed limit. She looked down at her stomach as felt tears well up in her eyes; she wasn’t sure what to make of the situation. A part of her was still hoping this was all a bad dream. Ianto quickly pulled into his parking spot and turned off the car engine. He looked around and noticed none of his co-workers were at work yet. He was relieved in a way; he only had to deal with Jack.

“We’re here,” Ianto said slowly unbuckling himself as he gazed over at Natalie. “Are you ready?”

“I’m suddenly petrified,” Natalie said weakly rubbing her stomach.

“Me too,” He said slowly climbing out of the car rushing over to Natalie’s
side to help her from the car “Jack will be understanding.”

“You think?” She asked looking hopeful as they slowly walked toward the
tourist office.

“I’m hoping,” Ianto said quietly as he opened the office.

Reaching behind the desk he pressed the button allowing the entrance to the Hub to be opened. With an arm around her waist he helped Natalie down the corridor and to the lift. She leaned on him as she waited quietly for the lift to stop. The door slid open and both of their hearts almost stopped as they slowly walked into the Hub.

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Jack was down in his room when he heard the Hub door roll back. He didn’t even bother finishing getting dressed, his braces hung around him and his shirt was wide open as he scrambled up the ladder. It was too early for anyone else so he knew it was Ianto. Half of him wanted to scream and yell while the other half was relieved to know he was okay, Natalie hadn’t harmed him. Almost running out of his office he stopped dead at the sight before him.

“Natalie,” He said quietly as he slowly walked over to her. She looked like she was seven months pregnant. As he looked her over all bad thoughts about her flew out of his mind. Because of his bad judgment an innocent girl was now seemingly seven months pregnant in the matter of eight hours. He pulled her into a hug as he felt her start to cry against his chest. “Ianto what happened?”

“I—We,” Ianto blushed, he wasn’t exactly sure how to tell his almost boyfriend he slept with someone else. “Ended up…sleeping…”

“It’s okay Ianto,” Jack said removing a hand from Natalie’s back and gripped Ianto’s hand. “I don’t blame you.” Ianto had an urge to ask for which, cheating or not listening to him. “We have to call Owen.”

“I’ll do it,” Ianto said swallowing slowly. “Just get her to the autopsy room. I’ll get her some food and drink. She hasn’t had anything to eat.”

“Do you want me to?” Jack asked quickly as he slowly rubbed Natalie’s back. He could feel her calming down, almost falling asleep.

“No,” Ianto said quickly “I’ll deal with it.” Jack nodded squeezing Ianto’s hand lightly. He watched him retreat towards the kitchenette.

“Natalie,” Jack said quietly as she was basically asleep. “I’m going to pick you up and move you to the autopsy room.” Natalie barely nodded as Jack picked her up with ease and carried her towards the autopsy room.

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Ianto moved around mechanically in the kitchenette still hoping that this was a very long and complex dream. As he waited for the water to boil he made a quick sandwich for Natalie, he was unsure of what she would like, so he made some cheese toast. His mind wandered as he leaned against the counter. Jack had taken the news surprisingly well and that relieved Ianto. He thought for sure he would’ve been fired or Jack would’ve turned it into a lover’s quarrel. But he still had to deal with the accusing looks of his co-workers. Gwen would unnaturally understand which would get under his skin. Owen would have some jib to say before going to tend to Natalie. Toshiko would be Toshiko, not really stating what was on her mind but would be supporting. Ianto wanted more than anything for Jack to act naturally with the situation. What Ianto needed at this moment was to be yelled at.

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Jack left Natalie in the autopsy room after calling Owen, even though Ianto said he would, Jack knew there were too many things on his mind and he would forget. Natalie was sleeping soundly so he figured he would go see how Ianto was doing. He walked into the kitchenette and frowned. Ianto was standing with his back to the door; he was ridged and amazingly calm at the same time.

“Ianto,” Jack said quietly reaching out slowly and placing a hand on his shoulder. He almost jumped out of his shoes turning around.

“Jack,” He said slowly, smiling artificially. “What’s going on?”

“You’re burning the sandwiches,” Was the only thing he could manage as he saw smoke coming from the toaster.

“Shit,” Ianto turned around quickly and pulled the plug out of the wall. He leaned on the counter. Jack heard a sob and his stomach fell. He put his hand on Ianto’s shoulder again, who turned around slowly. Jack pulled him into a tight hug and Ianto clung to him. “I’m sorry Jack! I’m sorry I didn’t mean it, I wasn’t thinking! I just brought her home.”

“Ianto,” Jack said slowly starting to rub his back to clam down the younger man. He didn’t want to tell him just now that it wasn’t his fault entirely.
He swallowed hard before speaking again “It’s—don’t worry. I—I don’t blame you.”

“What’s going to happen?” Ianto asked slowly. “I-we—it’s not normal.”

“I know,” Jack said quietly “Owen should be here by now, checking her over to see what happened.”

“Can I go see her?” Ianto asked backing away from Jack slowly.

“Sure, I’ll make the sandwich and tea, go on, check on her,” Jack smiled kindly before kissing Ianto’s forehead.

Ianto quickly left the kitchenette and practically ran down to the
autopsy room. Pushing back the plastic he stopped at the top when he saw Owen was looking over a still sleeping Natalie. Owen looked up at Ianto as he entered; smiling kindly at him he nodded. Ianto slowly walked down and stood next to the bed as Owen worked the handheld ultrasound. The silence in the room made Ianto’s ears ring, he wished Owen would tell him something, say anything about this. He watched his coworker intently. Every movement of his fingers over the hand held machine to every unnecessary lick of his lips, he waited for anything.

“Owen, please,” Ianto said quietly as he looked down at Natalie. It looked like her stomach had grown even more in the half an hour they had been at the
Hub. “What is it?”

“Human,” Owen said quietly as he plugged a few things into the computer, and
the ultrasound appeared on the computer. Ianto slowly walked over to the computer. “Normal heart rate, everything is in working order--”

“Except for the rapid growth rate,” Ianto said quietly looking at the picture of his child. “Is it—mine?”

“I don’t see why it isn’t,” Owen said looking slowly at his coworker, he had an unnatural amount of sympathy in his eyes. “It may have, what appears to be a month an hour growth rate, but it still needed an egg and sperm to grow. But to make sure I will do a test when the baby arrives.”

“Do you have a projected time?” Ianto asked carefully.

“Within the next hour or two,” Owen said slowly “But it’s hard to tell, there’s a lot of information I would need to predict it accurately, but I
don’t want to pry.”

Ianto nodded slowly and walked over to Natalie who was either passed out or sleeping on the table, he couldn’t tell which. She was perfectly awake one minute and the next out cold; he hoped she would be alright. He didn’t mean for any of this to happen, they had a strong connection, he only expected a one night stand, not to be committed. Owen pulled up a chair for Ianto and quietly left him and Natalie alone. Slowly he grabbed Natalie’s hand and laced his fingers with hers.

“I’m so sorry,” Ianto said kissing her lips.

“Ianto?” Natalie groaned rolling her head in his direction “Where am I? What happened? Am I--” Her free hand went instantly to her growing stomach “It wasn’t a dream.”

“I’m sorry,” Ianto said again, as he pulled his seat closer.

“What’s going on?” She asked looking around the autopsy room, “Has Owen done anything yet.”

“He could only do an ultrasound,” Ianto explained. “It’s—human.”

“Almost perfect,” Natalie said cracking a smile. “Is it ours?”

“He doesn’t see why it isn’t. But he wants to do some tests after the baby is born,” Ianto looked toward the computer screen. It still had the black and white image of their baby.

“The first picture,” Natalie laughed. “Ianto—I’m starving.”

“Jack’s getting you some food,” He said quickly.

“Jack, oh Ianto I’m—”

“Don’t,” He shook his head. Ianto couldn’t even read Jack at this moment. He
seemed sympathetic toward the situation, but Ianto didn’t know how he would
react after all of this was over. “He’s okay, for now.”