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23 décembre 2009

the date - chapter 12 (the continuation of chapter)

XII Visions (The continuation of the chapter 12)

Jack knelt down at the level of Ianto. His day had been hard and to move all his memories, Lisa's traces, photos, their conflict the day before, all of this had weakened the energy and the phlegm of the young Welshman. Tears drop from his closes blinds eyes.
Tears flowed of the closed and blind eyes. His alert and attractive stature bent under the weight of a sigh of discouragement. Jack looked at him with tenderness, never Ianto would have been able to forget this glance if he had been able to see him... With the fingertips, Jack wiped slowly the bitter tears. He tightened in the arms the body tired of Ianto. This soft and warm embrace went on. None of both partners spoke.
The love, the confidence and the body heat of Jack invaded Ianto. He would have wanted that this embrace never stops. Jack let too his body and his heart float serenely in the sweetness of this moment when they belonged only to them same. Nobody to observe them. Jack embraces velouté of an ear then pressed his mouth on the forehead of the young man. All his energy, his will, his love wanted, had to be of use at least to itn : protect, reassure, love Ianto Jones.
- Don't worry, we 'll fixe this...as always !

Ianto sighted and nodded. Jack muttered to him :
- I 'll guide you to the suv then to the hub, ok ? Where are your keys, need to close there...

- They are in the basket with hearts...near the door. Lisa wanted that it is a means to forget never our love, she put hearts almost everywhere and changed them place. A little as an unexpected rain of love, he muttered.

Ianto recovered and took place the hand on the forehead. He heard Jack to activate the lock. And the military coat came to stick against the left cheek when Jack helped him to walk and to go out of the apartment. Capitaine kept silent, warning, but also the worried spirit... Ianto knew him so well, he felt him as a second skin, Jack hid him something... An amused smile was outlined on Ianto's lips.
- What ? What do you want do to ?

Jack tried to decipher this smile and understood in which point it had become predictable for his favorite butler. He smiled by saying himself that an old couple would not have better made!
- Martha ? Called Jack with his bluethooth connection, because Ianto had taken the hint of it.

- Oh, my god ! Swore Jones who remembered suddenly the famous chip which made of his body a readable product with complete impunity.
Melodious voice of the doctor was listening.
- Yes, Jack? Of the new? The constants of Ianto are good but something alters his perception
- Are you kidding me ! Swore the Welsh
- Oh, sorry Ianto..I , began Dr Jones.
Jack interrupted her apologize. No apropriate moment for that.
- Hang on, Martha, please.

He helped Jones to rise in Suv, he sat down in the steering wheel, buckled them two belts but without starting.
- What it is ? The driver asked. Ianto sees nothing more !

While the capitaine talked with Dr Jones, the other Jones, Ianto the butler, Ianto who have beged to enter the Torchwood team, this Ianto...watched ! His eyes wide open saw things. But it wasn't the usual reality. It was another dimension : flashy colors, mouvements, energy. He catched the air mouvement round them into the car, he followed Jack' blood in his darling veines...
Worried about his man, Jack didn't seem to notice it. Martha told him :

- Yes , he sees but it is rather the eyes which absorb the color instead of perceiving things around him, bounded by colors. So everything looks dark. A problem of spectre, doubtless an extraterrestrial powder to modify the vision to show the other thing ... May be, she added.
- How many times this will long to him ?
- Let me check... I look for the composition of the powder in question... No answer before a couple of hour at least. But nothing dangerous !
- So great ! Ianto conclued cynically.

His bad humor turned against this cursed chip helped him especially not to hate Jack more than he would have wanted it ! Hate the being that we loved was the last thing which he wanted. Especially with Jack by his side, so loan of a kiss that of one sound to uper cut! Ianto massed his palms of hands, by way of catharsis.
Jack crossed his daggers glance in the rear-view mirror. He felt shameful, a little bit treacherous but he continued to think that this chip could also be another good idea. The suv started and they kept silence...

Suddenly, Jack lost control of the suv, something or someone played with wheels directions !
- What the fuck …He turned to Ianto.

Jones 's smile was significant.
- Never play with cybertechnologie, Jack...We knew it, before ! Remember, Lisa !

Jack 's fear raised to the top, what happen to Ianto ? Martha's voice souded again in his brain in a moment, six month ago, he didn't want really listen her explaination :
Chipset will show you where your men are. But it's not a slave chipset at all. It could help them to escape by their proper way. If you decide to place it into one's body, it won't be nothing else like a fallen teeth in a stomach. Except, stomach will recognise it as his own and acides won't attack it. But if you active the chipset...are you listen to me...

- Ianto, what are you doin' ? Where do we go ? Are sure you could drive this car with your chipset ?

Jones looked at him with a psycho gaze – he played a lot, but he was quite good as a foolish ! He felt very well, his eyes understood now energies and colors flux so he could see the road, the people, and he could feel the scary man close to him... - He took a grave voice , open wide eyes :

- But who are you ? …
He turned his eyes – as a robbot do - to the street firelight but in fact, he just need to follow the street colors...No need to see the way for driving safely. Just take it by his mind, like a color rail...

In the same time, he felt it as it was in his proper body and feeling : Jack shivered ! Ianto followed the shivering in each parcel of Jack's body. The great Capitaine Harkness worried about him : Ianto Jones ! He never feel so much happy and so much shamefull in the same time - by the way there was something else, another strong feeling... something stranger, nothing he could understand easily but...he would explore it... after.
Ok, won't play anymore with you...Dear. Just a litlle bit...Jones thaught.

He turned again his foolish gaze to Jack, his robbot voice still played :
- What... a... nice coat , baby ! He shouted happyly !

- Are you kidding me, Ianto Jones ? You are making fun with me ?

The fierce eyes of Jack turned to a smile, considering nothing was so Terrifying if Ianto was still his Ianto. He savoured Jones big laugh as a great tasted wine or kiss... He sighted.
- Sorry, Capt'ain...I am a teasing boy, just want to make you consider that you betrayed me with this chipset stuff !... But i understand why you have done that...And by the way, it 's funny to guide a car without maneuvering the steering wheel !... Please, Jack, keep you hands on the stering wheels...People won't like it if...

- Oh, yes...sorry. So...we go to...Market place ! Something to show me ?

A red dark flux raised into Ianto 's body. Fortunately, his partner could not perceive it, but Ianto's mischievious smile and glance to Jack were significants enough. He raised a terribly roguish eyebrow :

- Yes, some corner sinks and left for...He sighted. No, forgiveness ! I think that I understood, something wich must be hidden in the middle of the market, under the glance of all but outside their perception. You asked me to investigate into this battle between aliens, last night ... They fought for something...May be i could see it, now !

- Ok...Show me !

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