Fic: Sleep? Who Needs Sleep?
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Title: Sleep? Who Needs Sleep?
Pairing: Jack/Ianto, The rest of the team appears, so this is turning out to be a little more team oriented than J/I oriented but they're together.
Rating: PG-13, 15 for language
Genre: Cranky Tired, team. Not fluff, not utterly angsty, somewhere in the middle I assume
Warnings/Spoilers: Set sometime in S2 before Owen died.
Summary: The Rift has been abnormally busy, what happens when the team isn’t in tip-top alien hunting shape?
Prompt: Sleep Depravation
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd as it's for a prompt, and that would take away part of the fun in voting if someone knows what you wrote already.
Disclaimer: Russell T. Davies is the almighty one who created the characters. The BBC owns them. I am merely playing with them for my own procrastination purposes. I intend to return them in near perfect condition. I am by no means making any money off of this.
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"Tea-boy, where's my coffee," Owen barked.
"Look doc, if I had five minutes to put together a decent cup of coffee I would, but I haven't, so deal with it," Ianto snarked back.
As soon as the words were out of his mouth the rift monitor went off, again. A chorus of groans echoed through the Hub.
"Tosh, location," asked Jack.
"Bute Park."
Tosh pulled up the CCTV feed and saw that it was a herd of Weevils coming out of the sewers. "Lots and lots of Weevil spray."
Ianto went to the supply closet and grabbed a case of Weevil spray. They were going to need it. They all packed up the supplies and headed to the SUV.
Jack broke most speed limits to get from Cardiff Bay to Bute Park, but a herd of Weevils could do a lot more destruction than a few broken speed laws.
When they arrived, the team unloaded their gear and decided to take out the lone Weevil that seemed to be standing as a lookout.
Owen moved slowly towards the Weevil, with Jack behind him each man holding out a can of Weevil spray and Jack had the bag to cover it's head open.
Once the Weevil started to come towards them they started to spray the spray and realized that the Weevil wasn't reacting like they normally do.
"What the fuck?"
"Owen, get out the way," Jack screamed as he pushed Owen out of the way and beat the Weevil upside the head and knocked it out.
Ianto was just watching from the back of the SUV, wide eyed when he realized he grabbed the box of air fresheners instead of the Weevil supply spray. "Fuck," he muttered. "I fuck up when I've got no coffee and no sleep. This is bad really bad." He expected Jack to come storming back here and smack him upside the head and suspend him for this life threatening mistake. But Jack took it in stride and told every one to grab anything that could be used to knock the Weevil's unconscious. Only Owen had the look of death on him. Just when their relationship was getting a bit better Ianto screwed up, again.
Without the spray it took another 3 hours to wrangle up all the Weevils and tie them up and get them back into the sewers with some air fresheners since they found the spray cans interesting.
The team arrived back at the hub looking worse for wear. Ianto practically ran into the kitchenette and started to make coffee. At this point Ianto wanted to eat the pure coffee bean itself, but he restrained himself. The first cup was brewed and Ianto chugged it down black. He needed all the help he could muster before he was to face Jack. He hurriedly finished up the rest of the coffees and poured cup 2 for himself. A couple deep breaths and his composure was gained, and he walked out into the main part of the hub.
Ianto looked around and saw that Tosh and Gwen were sitting on the couch, looking like they were starting to nod off. He walked over and handed them their coffees. A soft whisper of thanks came from them.
Ianto looked around for Jack and Owen and saw them arguing down in the Autopsy Bay. He figured they were arguing over him and that he shouldn't go down there. He placed their coffees on Owen's work station and yelled "Your coffee is ready." He took his cup and went over to the couch with the ladies.
"I fucked up so badly today," Ianto whispered as he was drinking his coffee and trying to avoid eye contact with Tosh and Gwen.
"It's OK," Gwen said, "We all survived, and the Weevils have new play toys."
"You know what, Ianto? You should get an extra box every month and stick a couple cans certain sewer lines," nodded Tosh.
"Why," Ianto finally looked at her.
"Because they had so much fun with them this time around, maybe if we keep them entertained they won't want to come up and cause trouble, as often."
"Good point, I'll make a note of it."
Ianto leaned back and closed his eyes. In a matter of seconds he was sound asleep softly snoring. Gwen pried the coffee cup out of his hands so he wouldn't spill it on himself, and placed it on the table. Tosh grabbed the blanket on the top of the couch and covered Ianto with it.
The ladies went down to where Owen and Jack were having their "discussion" and said that Ianto had fallen asleep and that no matter what they were calling a taxi and heading home. Jack nodded and sent them on their way. He made Owen go next.
Once the rest of the team was gone, Jack went down to his bunker and got some more blankets and covers, he gently moved Ianto into a laying position and joined him on the couch. Jack was praying the rift alarm didn't go off and they could get some sleep.
Both men were in a contented sleep, when Ianto stirred noticing he was still at the hub, he looked at Jack, and all the guilt for almost killing the team came back.
Jack was awake now and looking at Ianto, "What's wrong?"
"I nearly got the team killed, again."
"Ianto, you all are exhausted. Sleep deprivation does not work well with Torchwood, at all. It's not your fault, and besides, those Weevils loved that spray. Can we stick a few cans in the sewers every couple weeks?"
Ianto chuckled.
"What's so funny?"
"Tosh said the exact same thing."
"I knew she was brilliant for a reason."
"Thank you Jack."
"For?"
"Not going crazy on me, yelling at me giving me what I deserve."
"You don't deserve any of that." Jack leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Ianto's lips and then his forehead. "Back to sleep, sleepyhead."
"Mhmmm."
Both men closed their eyes and fell into a deep slumber with dreams that the next week the rift would be wonderfully quiet.
A/N2: Yes I know it's not the best. And yes this is the one where I got told I need a beta. Like I've stated before I don't do it unless it's required. My theories are all about my LJ and Yes I know I'm hated in the fan fic world for it.
bandgeek01Title: Sleep? Who Needs Sleep?
Pairing: Jack/Ianto, The rest of the team appears, so this is turning out to be a little more team oriented than J/I oriented but they're together.
Rating: PG-13, 15 for language
Genre: Cranky Tired, team. Not fluff, not utterly angsty, somewhere in the middle I assume
Warnings/Spoilers: Set sometime in S2 before Owen died.
Summary: The Rift has been abnormally busy, what happens when the team isn’t in tip-top alien hunting shape?
Prompt: Sleep Depravation
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd as it's for a prompt, and that would take away part of the fun in voting if someone knows what you wrote already.
Disclaimer: Russell T. Davies is the almighty one who created the characters. The BBC owns them. I am merely playing with them for my own procrastination purposes. I intend to return them in near perfect condition. I am by no means making any money off of this.
Prompt 1 for
myfanwys_nest"Tea-boy, where's my coffee," Owen barked.
"Look doc, if I had five minutes to put together a decent cup of coffee I would, but I haven't, so deal with it," Ianto snarked back.
As soon as the words were out of his mouth the rift monitor went off, again. A chorus of groans echoed through the Hub.
"Tosh, location," asked Jack.
"Bute Park."
Tosh pulled up the CCTV feed and saw that it was a herd of Weevils coming out of the sewers. "Lots and lots of Weevil spray."
Ianto went to the supply closet and grabbed a case of Weevil spray. They were going to need it. They all packed up the supplies and headed to the SUV.
Jack broke most speed limits to get from Cardiff Bay to Bute Park, but a herd of Weevils could do a lot more destruction than a few broken speed laws.
When they arrived, the team unloaded their gear and decided to take out the lone Weevil that seemed to be standing as a lookout.
Owen moved slowly towards the Weevil, with Jack behind him each man holding out a can of Weevil spray and Jack had the bag to cover it's head open.
Once the Weevil started to come towards them they started to spray the spray and realized that the Weevil wasn't reacting like they normally do.
"What the fuck?"
"Owen, get out the way," Jack screamed as he pushed Owen out of the way and beat the Weevil upside the head and knocked it out.
Ianto was just watching from the back of the SUV, wide eyed when he realized he grabbed the box of air fresheners instead of the Weevil supply spray. "Fuck," he muttered. "I fuck up when I've got no coffee and no sleep. This is bad really bad." He expected Jack to come storming back here and smack him upside the head and suspend him for this life threatening mistake. But Jack took it in stride and told every one to grab anything that could be used to knock the Weevil's unconscious. Only Owen had the look of death on him. Just when their relationship was getting a bit better Ianto screwed up, again.
Without the spray it took another 3 hours to wrangle up all the Weevils and tie them up and get them back into the sewers with some air fresheners since they found the spray cans interesting.
The team arrived back at the hub looking worse for wear. Ianto practically ran into the kitchenette and started to make coffee. At this point Ianto wanted to eat the pure coffee bean itself, but he restrained himself. The first cup was brewed and Ianto chugged it down black. He needed all the help he could muster before he was to face Jack. He hurriedly finished up the rest of the coffees and poured cup 2 for himself. A couple deep breaths and his composure was gained, and he walked out into the main part of the hub.
Ianto looked around and saw that Tosh and Gwen were sitting on the couch, looking like they were starting to nod off. He walked over and handed them their coffees. A soft whisper of thanks came from them.
Ianto looked around for Jack and Owen and saw them arguing down in the Autopsy Bay. He figured they were arguing over him and that he shouldn't go down there. He placed their coffees on Owen's work station and yelled "Your coffee is ready." He took his cup and went over to the couch with the ladies.
"I fucked up so badly today," Ianto whispered as he was drinking his coffee and trying to avoid eye contact with Tosh and Gwen.
"It's OK," Gwen said, "We all survived, and the Weevils have new play toys."
"You know what, Ianto? You should get an extra box every month and stick a couple cans certain sewer lines," nodded Tosh.
"Why," Ianto finally looked at her.
"Because they had so much fun with them this time around, maybe if we keep them entertained they won't want to come up and cause trouble, as often."
"Good point, I'll make a note of it."
Ianto leaned back and closed his eyes. In a matter of seconds he was sound asleep softly snoring. Gwen pried the coffee cup out of his hands so he wouldn't spill it on himself, and placed it on the table. Tosh grabbed the blanket on the top of the couch and covered Ianto with it.
The ladies went down to where Owen and Jack were having their "discussion" and said that Ianto had fallen asleep and that no matter what they were calling a taxi and heading home. Jack nodded and sent them on their way. He made Owen go next.
Once the rest of the team was gone, Jack went down to his bunker and got some more blankets and covers, he gently moved Ianto into a laying position and joined him on the couch. Jack was praying the rift alarm didn't go off and they could get some sleep.
Both men were in a contented sleep, when Ianto stirred noticing he was still at the hub, he looked at Jack, and all the guilt for almost killing the team came back.
Jack was awake now and looking at Ianto, "What's wrong?"
"I nearly got the team killed, again."
"Ianto, you all are exhausted. Sleep deprivation does not work well with Torchwood, at all. It's not your fault, and besides, those Weevils loved that spray. Can we stick a few cans in the sewers every couple weeks?"
Ianto chuckled.
"What's so funny?"
"Tosh said the exact same thing."
"I knew she was brilliant for a reason."
"Thank you Jack."
"For?"
"Not going crazy on me, yelling at me giving me what I deserve."
"You don't deserve any of that." Jack leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Ianto's lips and then his forehead. "Back to sleep, sleepyhead."
"Mhmmm."
Both men closed their eyes and fell into a deep slumber with dreams that the next week the rift would be wonderfully quiet.
A/N2: Yes I know it's not the best. And yes this is the one where I got told I need a beta. Like I've stated before I don't do it unless it's required. My theories are all about my LJ and Yes I know I'm hated in the fan fic world for it.
