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m_findlowTitle Home for Christmas - Part 7
Author/Artist m_findlow
Length/Size of work 506 words
Summary Ianto wanted Jack home for Christmas, but got Jack’s home instead.
Rating PG
Warnings None
Other content notes Using Prompt #11 - Visitor
Fandom Torchwood
Pairing Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer Torchwood sadly doesn’t belong to me, but I treat it better.
Ianto let the nighttime lit streets pass by them for a while before finally giving in to the question Jack knew would be on his lips. ‘So, where exactly are we going and why?’
‘Penarth,’ Jack replied. ‘Well, Lavernock is probably more accurate, but close enough.’
Ianto reached forward and dialled up the car’s heating another notch. ‘And what's there?’
‘Just an old house I own. Nice place, right out on the cliff’s edge, overlooking the sea. And before you ask, no I haven’t been down there in years.’
‘And we have to visit it tonight of all nights?’
It was a fair question that deserved a more detailed response. ‘I had a visitor today. Well, a phone call anyway.’
‘And?’
‘The guy who called me is the local real estate agent. Been bugging me to sell the place for years. He’s like a dog with a bone. Keeps nagging me every six months or so. Anyway, he said he’d been past the place this morning and there was something off.’
‘Off?’
Jack nodded, unable to repress the smile that always appeared when he knew he and Ianto were on exactly the same wavelength. ‘Yeah, that’s what I said. Sounded like just another ruse to get me to give him the green light to list it. No one wants a house that’s got something wrong with it, right? Sell it on to some other poor sucked who’ll find out the hard way.’ And he happened to hate real estate agents most of all. If keeping the place would annoy the guy, then Jack could be patient. He’d outlive every estate agent this side of the Octavia Cluster. ‘Wasn't going to give it another thought,’ he carried on, ‘but when I went digging for any anomalies in the area, there were two of the tiniest little rift spikes just in the vicinity of the place in the past two weeks. Almost nothing. Practically imperceptible, and only because I dialled up the sensitivity on our sensors by way more than we would normally tolerate.’
‘Call you curious?’ Ianto asked, calling Jack out on the fact that he was perhaps looking for a reason to go and check the place out.
‘Wasn’t even going to bother with it,’ Jack said, ‘but figured it’s Christmas Eve, what else am I gonna do?’
‘Apart from keeping your boyfriend warm and stocked up on chicken soup and trite seasonal cinema?’
Jack didn’t bite to the obviously dangled bait, even though it wasn’t maliciously laid out for him. ‘I don't like these kinds of visitors. They only ever bring bad news.’
‘I thought you were supposed to be the glass half full one?’
‘Hey, I'm allowed to be a realist.’
‘I'll remember that next time you say it to me.’
‘Realism is overrated,’ Jack told him. ‘You have to see the good in most things or it’ll drive you crazy. Tonight I'm simply making an exception. When in doubt, go with your gut.’
‘Expect the worst and you'll never be disappointed,’ Ianto countered..
Author/Artist m_findlow
Length/Size of work 506 words
Summary Ianto wanted Jack home for Christmas, but got Jack’s home instead.
Rating PG
Warnings None
Other content notes Using Prompt #11 - Visitor
Fandom Torchwood
Pairing Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer Torchwood sadly doesn’t belong to me, but I treat it better.
Ianto let the nighttime lit streets pass by them for a while before finally giving in to the question Jack knew would be on his lips. ‘So, where exactly are we going and why?’
‘Penarth,’ Jack replied. ‘Well, Lavernock is probably more accurate, but close enough.’
Ianto reached forward and dialled up the car’s heating another notch. ‘And what's there?’
‘Just an old house I own. Nice place, right out on the cliff’s edge, overlooking the sea. And before you ask, no I haven’t been down there in years.’
‘And we have to visit it tonight of all nights?’
It was a fair question that deserved a more detailed response. ‘I had a visitor today. Well, a phone call anyway.’
‘And?’
‘The guy who called me is the local real estate agent. Been bugging me to sell the place for years. He’s like a dog with a bone. Keeps nagging me every six months or so. Anyway, he said he’d been past the place this morning and there was something off.’
‘Off?’
Jack nodded, unable to repress the smile that always appeared when he knew he and Ianto were on exactly the same wavelength. ‘Yeah, that’s what I said. Sounded like just another ruse to get me to give him the green light to list it. No one wants a house that’s got something wrong with it, right? Sell it on to some other poor sucked who’ll find out the hard way.’ And he happened to hate real estate agents most of all. If keeping the place would annoy the guy, then Jack could be patient. He’d outlive every estate agent this side of the Octavia Cluster. ‘Wasn't going to give it another thought,’ he carried on, ‘but when I went digging for any anomalies in the area, there were two of the tiniest little rift spikes just in the vicinity of the place in the past two weeks. Almost nothing. Practically imperceptible, and only because I dialled up the sensitivity on our sensors by way more than we would normally tolerate.’
‘Call you curious?’ Ianto asked, calling Jack out on the fact that he was perhaps looking for a reason to go and check the place out.
‘Wasn’t even going to bother with it,’ Jack said, ‘but figured it’s Christmas Eve, what else am I gonna do?’
‘Apart from keeping your boyfriend warm and stocked up on chicken soup and trite seasonal cinema?’
Jack didn’t bite to the obviously dangled bait, even though it wasn’t maliciously laid out for him. ‘I don't like these kinds of visitors. They only ever bring bad news.’
‘I thought you were supposed to be the glass half full one?’
‘Hey, I'm allowed to be a realist.’
‘I'll remember that next time you say it to me.’
‘Realism is overrated,’ Jack told him. ‘You have to see the good in most things or it’ll drive you crazy. Tonight I'm simply making an exception. When in doubt, go with your gut.’
‘Expect the worst and you'll never be disappointed,’ Ianto countered..
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Date: 2022-12-07 10:48 am (UTC)