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Fic: Breaking The Tension

Title: Breaking The Tension
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: G
Spoilers: Something Borrowed.
Summary: There’s a strained silence in the SUV on the way back from Gwen’s wedding.
Word Count: 633
Written For: Prompt # 401: Tension, at slashthedrabble.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters. They belong to the BBC

The tension in the SUV is so thick you could cut it with a knife; it’s a cliché, but that doesn’t make it any less true.

Ianto is starting to think he might actually suffocate from it, when Jack finally speaks. “Are we going to sit here in silence all the way back to the Hub or are you going to tell me what’s bothering you?”

Of course Jack doesn’t get it. Why would he? By his standards he’s probably done nothing wrong. In the fifty-first century, such behaviour at weddings is no doubt encouraged, Ianto thinks sarcastically.

“Nothing’s bothering me. Why should it be?” he snaps. It’s almost gratifying to see the way Jack winces as if he’s been struck.

“Ouch! Okay, clearly it’s not nothing, or you wouldn’t have just practically bitten my head off. Out with it.”

Ianto debates whether or not they should get into this now, or at all, but it’s not as if he can escape from a moving car in the middle of nowhere. It would be a hell of a long walk back to Cardiff from way out here anyway.

“Gwen’s married.”

“I know. We were just at her wedding.”

“Just thought I should point out that little detail since from the way you were dancing with her so cosily earlier, you seem to be a little unclear on what that means.”

“You’re upset because I danced with Gwen?”

“Of course not! It’s traditional to dance with the bride at her wedding!”

“Then what’s got you so bent out of shape?”

“It’s not the dance itself that’s the problem so much as the way you were dancing with her, like the pair of you were the bride and groom. I saw the expression on Rhys’s face, looked like he was about to start spitting nails. I had to cut in to make sure he wouldn’t take a swing at you. Didn’t need a brawl to add more drama to proceedings.”

Jack hits the brakes, bringing the car to a halt by the side of the deserted road. “I didn’t… I wasn’t… That’s not…”

“Well, that’s certainly enlightening, I’m so glad we got that cleared up. Can we go home now? I’d like to get some sleep and put today behind me. Maybe I should’ve sampled the champagne and just forgotten about it completely.”

Jack sighs heavily, folding his arms on the steering wheel and resting his head on them. “I had no idea that was how it looked, Ianto. I certainly didn’t mean it to come across that way.” He straightens up and looks at Ianto through the darkness. “Did you know I have a daughter? Her name’s Alice, she’s a few years older than Gwen but… Gwen reminds me of her, same stubborn streak, same fiery temper. She got that from her mother. When Alice was getting married, she didn’t tell me. I wasn’t there for her wedding, didn’t get to give my little girl away, but seeing Gwen married… For a little while I felt like the father of the bride.” Jack gives a watery smile. “I’ll probably never get another chance and… it felt good.”

“Why didn’t you tell me all this before?”

“Because my daughter is older than my boyfriend. It makes me look like a cradle-snatcher.”

Ianto snorts. “You are a cradle snatcher twpsyn. You’re over a century and a half old, it’s not as if you can date someone in your own age bracket. You don’t look bad for your age though.”

“Thanks a lot,” Jack grumbles.

“You’re welcome. C’mon, let’s go home, I’m tired. You can tell me all about your daughter tomorrow.”



The tension in the car has evaporated and as they drive on through the night, fingers entwined, this time the silence is comfortable.

The End



That's a better explanation than most I've read for his appalling behaviour. Not that I'm buying it for a second. Still doesn't explain Gwen's though, not that there even is an explanation for her disgusting behaviour. Poor Rhys. Although I do think he's a complete moron sometimes. If I were Ianto and Rhys, I'd tell them both where they can stick it and go find someone who would truly love and value me. But the, I didn't write that crap. RTD and his minions did.
I don't know. Am I ever going to be over getting angry at this show? :)
Probably not. When something strikes a nerve the way Torchwood has in so many people, getting over it is seldom an option.

Rhys, I sometimes think, has low self-esteem and doesn't believe he can do better. He's wrong of course. Ianto, on the other hand, is gradually training Jack and will succeed because he can deal with all of Jack's moods and doesn't put up with crap. In Ianto, Jack has met his match.

There is no explanation for Gwen except that RTD doesn't have any idea about women.

Thank you!
I think you're right about Rhys and Janto. I read a lot of 'poor Ianto' fics, but Ianto is one strong BAMF and I can really see him impacting Jack in a very postitive way. Jack needs someone who can see past the facade, and Ianto is the one.
I agree about RTD as well. If Gwen is his idea of an ideal woman, there is no hope for him, I fear. :) Like so many fics where Gwen reminds Jack of Rose, maybe Eve reminds RTD of someone in his life and he is recreating her. If so, I feel sorry for his bad experience with whoever she was. The one that so distorted his idea of what a good woman should be.
Yeah, because Gwen is twisted.

Poor Ianto? LOL! That boy is a force to be reckoned with, Jack never stood a chance ;)
Lucky Jack. LOL
Very lucky! Would that we could all have a Ianto!
I really feel sad for Jack sometimes.

Great fic.
Me too, he missed out on so much with Alice and Steven.

Thank you!
Really hated that dance. This makes it much better. Jack and Ianto dancing is a lovely image
Yeah, I love them dancing, but the dance with Gwen was jarring, so I fixed it ;)

Thank you1

This was fabulous - no, really, fabulous!

What I would love, if you can see it, is the scene in two weeks time when Ianto takes Rhys out for a drink and gives him the simple explanation - with a promise not to tell Gwen of course. Ianto knows Rhys is a great guy and deserves the information that will make him happy too about what happened.
Thank you!

Well, I'll have to see if I can do something like that if the right challenge comes along. You're right, Rhys does deserve to know the truth.