absdax

Title:Leap of Reality Part 2
Author: Absdax
Pairing: Implied Ianto/Jack
Rating: PG-13 (for swearing, kissing and smutty inuendos from Jack)
Summary - Ianto centric Drabble, Gareth Centric Drabble.
Ianto wakes up in a strange place - a crossover with reality.

Disclaimer: Characters not mine, never will be, i'm not RTD, i just like putting them in situations! I have met Gareth and John, but I have no idea how they would really react to these happenings!
Author's Notes: my first fic, un-beata'd any spelling mistakes - sorry! wordpad doesn't seem to have a spellchecker!

Part 1 is here

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Gareth took a deep breath, ok, so he was in Torchwood, I'm mean, actually IN the Torchwood hub, the real one, either that or he was going mad, too much red bull and late night filming maybe!

But if he had, what? fallen thrugh the rift? no thats silly, but there was no denying it, this was definatly not the film set, and the Pteradactal, well she was real, and Jack, ok so he looked EXACTLY like John, but, there was this... vibe coming off him in waves, and from that he knew it wasn't John but his alter ego, Captain Jack Harkness, the man himself,

If this was Torchwood, should he tell Jack he wasn't Ianto? or should he just try and get back home, and pretend everything was fine, until he fell back thrugh the rift again?

Well, he knew from Ianto's past, probably not a good idea to keep secrets, he came to a decision,

"Jack, I think we have a problem!" Gareth looked to Jack,

Jack raised his eyebrows in question "What? other than my coffee being spilt? Myfanwy No, He's ok!"

Jack shooed the dino away from Gareth and she took off and flew back to her nest. Gareth watched her fly away, and then looked down to the tray and two fallen mugs, that once had coffee in, "Oh, sorry, I'll er clean that up," thankfully the mugs hadn't broken.

"Leave it, first we need to get you out of those pants!" He leared at him, and wiggled his eyebrows suggestivly

Gareth gaped open mouthed at Jack, "What? No?"

Jack stoped grinning, and looked worried, "Yan, you sure your ok?"

"Jack?" there was a shout from Tosh's workstation below,

Jack looked down over the metal banister, "Yeah?"

"The rift moniter has been giving off some unusual reading, there was a blip, a few minuits ago, but it seams to have settled down again, probably nothing!"

"Ok Tosh, but in our job, its hardly ever nothing! Keep an eye on it, thanks." Jack turned back to Gareth, "Yan, my office,"

He turned and strided off to his office, confident that Ianto would be following,

Gareth, looked at the coffee mugs, sighed, picked them up, "Damn, what I wouldnt give for a cig!" he muttered to himself. he patted down his suit pocket, just incase Ianto had any smokes hidden in his pockets, no luck. He knew he had hidden some in the Info Centre under the counter back at the BBC, but wether Ianto had a stash, well, that was anyones guess.

Oh well, coffee would have to suffice, he put the mugs on the tray and took them to the kitchen to get fresh coffee.

Gareth knocked on Jack's open door, "Jack? um, coffee?"

Jack looked up and beckoned him into the room, Gareth handed him his coffee and sipped at his own, still standing, hovering by Jacks desk, and leaned the tray up by the side of the desk, "Thanks Yan, oh I have a clean suit of yours in my wardrobe!" Jack pointed to the hatch in the floor,

"Oh, Right, yeah, change my trousers!" Gareth put his half drunk coffee down and went down into the hatch to get changed.

He looked around, he only been down here once on the set, and only very briefly, so he was quite curious as to what was down Jacks hole.

At the base of the ladder was Jacks bed wedged between the ladder and the wall, so you could actually jump down the hatch and land on the bed, Jack's priorities were quite clear!

On the other side of the ladder there was a bookshelf with some interesting reading on its shelves, and in the far wall there was a door, which Gareth assumed lead to the bathroom, next to the door was the wardrobe.

Other than that the room was quite sparten, Gareth went over to the wardrobe and opened it to find 12 shirts hanging up all neatly ironed, a spare Great Coat, and 6 pairs of trousers hanging up neatly, and ties and braces neatly folded on the cubbyhole shelves at the side of the wardrobe, there was also some lether pants hanging up next to a white vest top and black lether waistcoat, and then at the end of the rail, were 2 suits that Gareth assumed must be Ianto's, he grabbed the first one, and one of Jack's shirts, trying not to think about exactly WHY Ianto would have spare suits hanging in Jacks closet. He stripped and quickly changed into the new suit, it fit perfectly so no duobt that it was actually Ianto's, he found where he had dropped his tie on the floor, and put it back on again, it still went ok with the shirt.

Picking up the coffee soaked old suit he folded it and put it into the laundry basket. he sighed, "If i dont get back soon, I suppose I'll be doing Ianto's clean up jobs,"

Popping back up thru the hatch, Jack saw him, and he motioned for him to sit down,

Gareth sat, and sipped his coffee, and finishing it, he put the mug on Jack's desk, closed his eyes, sighed and sunk into the chair, tired, he was very tired, he was almost asleep when he felt hands on his shoulders, slowly massaging them,

"Mmmmm" this wasnt helping the sleep situation, then he realized who it must be, Jack with his wandering hands, Gareth jumped up quickly out of his seat, suddenly he was wide awake.

Wide eyed, he tryed to back away, from this suddenly horny captain,

"Jack no, I'm not.." he had been walking backwards, but now he was stuck between the desk and Jack

"Not what?" Jack, shushed him and reached out to pull him closer, Gareth opened his mouth to reply but before Gareth could say 'Not Ianto' Jacks mouth was on his,

Caught by supprise, his mouth opened, and Jack took full advantage of this, but, Jack paused, confused by the lack of response, with a slight frown he pulled back, and looked at Gareth.

"Who are you and what have you done with Ianto?"

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Ianto looked from Jack to Tosh and back to Jack again,

"Whoever Gareth is, I'm not him, My name is Ianto Jones,"

"OK, nice one, as if we havent heard you try to pull that one before." Tosh shook her head, "Fall down, bang ya head and then pretend that you cant get out of character!"

"Um, Naoko, I think this time he might be telling the truth!"

"Right John, not you also, put you in the same room and your like 6th form lads with your pranks, Well at least this time your not doing your elephant trick again!" with that she turned on her heal and walked back down the stairs,

John leaned over the rail and shouted down to her, "I can do the elephant trick if ya want me too? No? oh well! I'm sure Eve would want to see it again!" he chuckled to himself and turned to grin at Ianto.

"Ok, Ianto, my office," John turned to to camera men, "We got five mins yeah?"

One of the camera guys nodded and they started to clean up the spilt coffee and broken mugs, John made his way to the office, Ianto had no choice but to follow.

John walked over to the Brandy decanter poured a glass, and passed it to Ianto,

"Here, drink this, just dont tell the guys I've put real brandy in their decanter!" he grined, and perched his bum on the edge of his desk, and motioned to Ianto to sit in the seat facing him, Ianto sat down as ordered, sipping from the glass.

Jack crossed his ankles and hands went in his pockets, an unconsious gesture but so like Jack, Ianto looked wide eyed at John, it was uncanny how alike in personallity he really was to Jack.

On many occasions Jack had done his "elephant trick" to the unsuspecting public and civil servants alike. Infact the first time Ianto had become aware of the force of nature that was Jack Harkness it was way back at Torchwood One, when he was PA to Yvonne Hartman, quitley doing his service for Queen and Contry.

Jack had been called over to London for the quarterly meeting of the Torchwood Branches. Quite how it happened Ianto didnt really know, he was taking the minuites of the meeting at the back of the room when Jack was center stage talking to Yvonne and the other heads of 2 and 4. Ianto had looked down at his notes for a few seconds, and then when he loked up, Jacks trouser pockets were inside out and his "elephant trunk" was on display to the whole meeting. Needless to say, that was the last quartlely meeting Torchwood had. After that incedent Yvonne decided that it would be just as easy to have the meetings over a conference call, Ianto wasn't quite sure if it was part of Jacks master plan or not. He wouldnt put it past Jack to do something like that just to get out of going to more meetings!

Only after working with Jack for a few months did he realise that was one of the tamer things that Jack came up with...

Lost in that memory Ianto smirked to himself. He hoped that he could get back to his world, back to his Jack, he wondered that if he came here, would Gareth be in his place at Torchwood, he voiced his opinion to John.

John grinned back at him, "Sounds like a Mirror universe! of course! just like Star Trek"

Ianto looked up at him strangly, "What's Star Trek? Anyway, I just hope Tosh will figure out what has happened, and hopefully Jack wont throw your Gareth in a cell for not being me!"

"Ianto, you might be right! Any ideas how we can get you back? We haven't got any real alien tech like you would have at the hub"

Ianto looked at John, "Pity you havent got the archives, there are a few things in there I can think of that might work!"

"Sorry, no archives, just the BBC prop department, and they aren't into salvaging alien tech!"

"Damn"

"Yeah, also we have a few hours more of filming, you gonna be ok? Can you pretend to be Gareth for a bit? it might not be a good idea to tell the crew as they probably wont believe you are actually Ianto? They're used to me and Gareth trying to pull that trick! Never thought it would really happen."

"So why do you believe me John?"

"Dunno, I've watched too much sci-fi and 'I want to Believe!' " at this he grinned, Ianto didnt know whether it was supposed to be a joke or if he was quoting something,

"Ok..."

"So, you game?" John passed him the shooting script, "Not many lines, just be you and it'll be fine."

"Alright, but first I'll need to change my suit, I have coffee all down it, can I?" he pointed at the hatch.

John looked a little puzzled, "Huh?"

Ianto blushed, "I have a spare suit in your wardrobe, I need to change,"

"You have suits in his closet," he smirked and waggled his eyebrows suggestivly "If I was Jack, I'd welcome you to come down my hole anyday, but I think you'll need to go to the costume department. Come on, we'll get you a new suit,"

John grinned, Ianto went a deeper shade of pink than before, and followed John out of the office.

TBC??

part 3 here

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