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Title: Through Time And Space: Chapter 1 - In The Dark

Author: [livejournal.com profile] badly_knitted

Characters: Ianto, OFC, mentions Jack

Rating: PG-13 for some swearing.

Word Count: 842

Spoilers: CoE, House of the Dead

Summary: The House of the Dead is destroyed, the Rift closed. What of Ianto? Fix-it.

Written For: Challenge #93: Amnesty at [livejournal.com profile] fan_flashworks using Challenge #80: Shinies – "Nothing So Simple As Darkness, My Dear"

Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.

A/N: This is a fix-it set in the same universe as my drabble ‘Living Paradox’. It’s the start of the story. I have no idea where I will go from here; it may well be dependent on inspiration from future challenges.







He’d done what had to be done; the House of the Dead was destroyed, the Rift closed for good. He should be dead. Again. That he’d been alive again, however briefly, had been unexpected but he’d been grateful, nonetheless. It had given him the opportunity to see Jack again, one last time. To kiss him and say goodbye properly, something he hadn’t really been able to do lying on the floor of Thames House, unable to see and barely able to speak.



It had given Jack a chance too; to finally say the words Ianto had longed to hear from him. He’d already been pretty sure Jack loved him, but still, it was nice to hear him say it.



He didn’t feel dead, which was odd. If he were dead, he shouldn’t really be able to feel anything, should he? Well, he wasn’t sure about that. It rather depended on whether there was anything after death. He wanted to believe there was, but everything Suzie had said that time she’d been brought back to life seemed to indicate that there really wasn’t. Owen had agreed.



Cautiously, Ianto opened his eyes; not that it did any good. It was dark. Such a heavy, thick darkness it was like being smothered in black velvet. He shuddered and closed his eyes again. That idea was either deeply disturbing or seriously kinky, and he wasn’t sure which bothered him more. On top of that, he could almost feel the darkness moving around him.



“Oh, it’s nothing so simple as darkness, my dear,” a sultry woman’s voice whispered. There was no sound, the silence that surrounded him was deafening; the voice had been inside his head. “Darkness is merely the absence of light, but this place has never known light, or sound, touch, scent or taste. Technically, it isn’t even a place. There has only ever been nothingness here, the absence of everything.”



“What is this place that isn’t a place then?” Ianto asked, the words taking form in his head, “and who are you?”



“It is nowhere; it doesn’t exist in any dimension, it is the void in between, half a step to the left of everywhere. Things sometimes get lost and pass through, disturbing the nothing for an instant, but they never stay. There is no time here either and time, as much as space, is required for things to exist.”



That jolted Ianto.



“I’m in the Rift!”



“No. The Rift was merely a doorway, one of many. You are in the nothing that exists between Rifts. The doorway you entered by no longer exists. Another doorway will pull you through instantly.”



“Instantly? Then why hasn’t it happened yet?”



“There is no time here. Everything happens in one single instant. You leave at the same moment you enter, but your brain must process everything in a linear fashion, as is its nature.”



“Like dreaming. Dreams happen in a moment but seem to last a long time.”



“Yes, like that, in a way.”



“You never said who you are.”



“I am… unsure. There was an explosion at the nexus of the Rift. I was close by and was caught. I was immature, but now I am grown. Such things can happen when time isn’t a factor. You are within me, it would seem that I have grown around you; we are one, yet separate. I do not understand; perhaps I will when time becomes a factor once more.”



Ianto tried to get his head around what he’d been told, though he understood little of it. He was jolted out of his musings when he hit a very solid floor. Hard. The fact that there was a floor came as a surprise; the brilliant light that filled his vision came as more of a screaming agony along his optic nerves.



“Fuck! Too bright!” He shut his eyes tightly and buried his face in his arms, still blinded by afterimages.



“Apologies,” the voice in his head murmured. “I will lower the lights to a more acceptable level.”



“Thank you, I appreciate that,” Ianto muttered, voice somewhat muffled. “Still in my head then, are you?”



“Where else would I be? You are within me, as I am within you.”



Opening his eyes again, more cautiously this time, Ianto risked peering carefully between his lashes. His vision was still a bit blurry from being dazzled, but the light was soothingly on the dim side of comfortable and he was able to make out his surroundings. He was lying on a waxed wooden floor in a large octagonal room with a high, vaulted ceiling. Comfortable sofas and chairs were arranged around the wall, with a variety of low tables arrayed in front of them. The air smelled of excellent coffee.



In the middle of the room stood a large and complicated looking bank of machinery, full of levers, buttons, dials, computer screens and flashing lights, along with a number of less identifiable attachments and doohickeys. He stared, dimly aware that his mouth was hanging open.



“Bloody hell! I’m in a TARDIS!”



TBC...


Date: 2014-09-11 05:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] asia27.livejournal.com
If the new series were to 'right' some of the things the Doctor says he got wrong, this would be my number one "fix-it" to do. Unless I miss my reading (and i will go back to read that again), Ianto fell thru the Rift when the House blew up; it would not be too surprising for a Tardis to be there in the Void, waiting for its next 'partner' and I still think that the intimacies Ianto shared with Jack imparted some bits of the Vortex to him, leaving him in a netherworld of sorts. (I don't doubt that UNIT scientists would have thought so, too, for experimental purposes.)

This is off to a very interesting start! :D I don't think Ianto was meant to die just yet... :|

Date: 2014-09-12 12:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] asia27.livejournal.com
You worry needlessly; you've never written anything I didn't enjoy. I look forward to the next installment.

Date: 2014-09-12 05:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] excentric397.livejournal.com
That bothers me, too. I put it in my WIP folder. Some of the items there have not been updated in a couple of years. Maybe it's time to clean it out. It's always disappointing to start a good story which never gets finished, which is why I no longer read anything (with rare exceptions) that isn't finished. Looking forward to reading it, though. Good to have things to look forward to.

Date: 2014-09-12 06:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] excentric397.livejournal.com
It truly amazes me that someone can see a challenge word, phrase, whatever, and come up with a story. Or fill a story request. Just make something up from so little to begin with. I do not have that kind of imagination, which is why I'm a reader, not a writer, of fan fiction. Ever so grateful that there are people who do write it. Thank you.

Date: 2014-09-12 11:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] excentric397.livejournal.com
You seem to be on a roll. Yay, you. :)

Date: 2014-09-11 07:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mamaduck46.livejournal.com
This line 'There was an explosion at the nexus of the Rift. I was close by and was caught. I was immature, but now I am grown. Such things can happen when time isn’t a factor. You are within me, it would seem that I have grown around you; we are one, yet separate. I do not understand; perhaps I will when time becomes a factor once more' and 'Where else would I be? You are within me, as I am within you' tipped me off that the baby TARDIS is involved. She was involved when Jack was blown up. And Ianto always cleaned and dusted her, so she knew him.

Keep this story going. I'm loving it.

And I'm gonna love it when Jack finds out his TARDIS has grown up and has a passenger with her.
Edited Date: 2014-09-11 07:36 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-09-11 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] milady-dragon.livejournal.com
Oh, now that is awesome! I love the idea of Ianto having a TARDIS. He'd be an awesome time traveler.

I cannot wait for more of this!

Date: 2014-09-12 10:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] owensheart.livejournal.com
Great beginning cant wait for more.

Date: 2014-09-12 05:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timelordshines.livejournal.com
Wow!
I love this!!
Fix it's are always welcome, but this is just brilliant. I love the way you have got right inside his head with just the right amount of curiosity, understanding, bewilderment and humour.
Where's the next installment? I can't believe I am asking you to hurry up and post after moaning for months that you are writing too quickly for me to keep up with, but I really want to know what happens next!

Date: 2014-09-12 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reddevilpoes.livejournal.com
Hurray! he's alive-ish..now get him to jack!

Date: 2014-09-12 09:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jedi-harkness.livejournal.com
Whoa, holy crap! Looking forward to Part 2! :D

Date: 2014-09-13 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jedi-harkness.livejournal.com
Eeep, I know how scary that can be. Muses can be like TARDISes, sometimes they just need time to mature. ;)

Date: 2014-09-21 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lilyrose225.livejournal.com
Ooh, will there be messing-with-time in this fic? I can practically smell it!

This is so exciting! I can't wait to read the next bit--I'll definitely have to keep checking in now! XD

Date: 2014-09-23 02:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lilyrose225.livejournal.com
But, when is anything ever straightforward in Torchwood? XD (there's a straight joke in there somewhere... only I'm too tired to make it. x.x)

I'll probably wait until you post to your journal; if I go over there, I'll never get tomorrow's homework done! ^///^
Edited Date: 2014-09-23 02:58 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-09-21 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluelilacs.livejournal.com
Ooh, such an intriguing start! Ianto in a TARDIS. His TARDIS? His and Jack's TARDIS? The interior sounds like a wonderful blend between Jack and Ianto's tastes, and of course there would be coffee. Not just any coffee either, but excellent coffee, as per Ianto Jones. This is going to be so interesting.

I can't wait to see where this takes you/us.

Date: 2014-10-05 07:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] black59.livejournal.com
a Tardis?
then, there is hope that Ianto so.

Date: 2015-07-26 11:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] m-findlow.livejournal.com

Hurrah, finally getting around to reading this. Great first chapter!

Date: 2015-11-04 07:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timelordshines.livejournal.com

I saw you posted a new chapter of this lately, so I've come back for a refresher :-)
I dont know when I'm going to get around to reading all your millions of fics but I really do want to finish this one.

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