Name: Ghost Machine
Rating: PG
Summery: Ianto's in need of some comfort while Jack is away. (Set between End of Days and Kiss, Kiss, Bang, Bang.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood. -sob-
This was written at half past two in the morning on my handheld computer. Forgive me. It had been almost a year since Gwen had grabbed the Ghost Machine from Bernie and Ianto had been asked to lock it away.
Now, Jack had vanished, everything was going to hell in a handbasket and Ianto had never felt so alone.
So, once Tosh, Gwen and Owen had, as Owen so eloquently put it, 'buggered off home', Ianto found himself, instead of going down to Jack's bedroom and curling up, surrounded by his familiar scent, going into the safe and pulling out the Ghost Machine to relive some of their past.
Holding it at chest level, Ianto closed his eyes and pressed the button.
His surroundings swam around him and he saw himself and Jack on the Captain's desk. He flushed as he saw what they were doing, but didn't want to stop watching.
After a moment he found himself back in the present.
Without realising what he was doing, he pressed the button on the other half. His surroundings swam until he was watching himself and Jack again.
Jack was wearing his usual greatcoat and Ianto was wearing a charcoal suit, ruby shirt and a red and blue tie.
He was sat on the floor, next to Jack, Jack's arm draped around his shoulders as he dozed, lazily, against his shoulder.
Jack fingered his tie, whispering, "I love this tie ... But not as much as I love you."
Finding himself back in the present, Ianto put the Ghost Machine back in the safe and left the office, leaving the hub and buying the blue tie he'd had his eye on for the past week. Burying his face in it he muttered, "I'll be waiting."
A year later, Ianto woke to find himself leaning against Jack, wearing a blue tie. He smiled up at the older man and said, gently, "I love you, too." Revelling in Jack's shocked expression, he promised himself he'd explain everything to Jack later ... right after a good's night sleep; the kind he only found resting with Jack.