Title Music is the best Medicine....20/?
Rating NC-17 overall, adult concepts, occasional language, m/m
Characters Jack, Ianto, Owen, Tosh, John Hart, Gwen, Rhys,
Spoilers None this is totally AU
Summary Jack is the Station Manager at cardiff Royal Infirmary's Hospital Radio. He helps a young man to get well and introduces him to the life at the radio.
Disclaimer I own none of the characters, they belong to the BBC and RTD. I just like to experiment with them sometimes.
A/N This is completley AU and is all thanks to zazajb for challenging me to have a go. Apologies for any bad geography of Cardiff and Wales, I was never any good at the subject when I was at school.
A/N2 apologies for anyone whi is getting this more than once, as it's cross posted
Jack’s face fell.
“Jack, cariad, what is it?”
“It’s from Hart.”
“Shit Jack, doesn’t he know when to give up?”
“Owen, he’s a law unto himself. I realised that a while ago, but thought it was because of the drink and the drugs. Let’s go inside, it’s cold out here and I don’t want Ianto getting cold. We’ll see what delight’s he’s sent once we’ve got the coffee on.”
Ianto squeezed Jack’s hand and winked at him. He knew that nothing would come between the two of them, not now.
Jack helped Ianto out of his chair and got him settled on the sofa. He saw Ianto blush slightly. He knew he was thinking about their lesson earlier in the day.
Ianto pulled Jack down and whispered, “do you think Owen and Tosh know what we did in here earlier.”
“No sweetheart, and I’m not going to say anything, are you?”
Ianto shook his head then kissed Jack.
“Oi boys, do you mind? Children present!”
The four of them laughed as Tosh playfully slapped Owen.
“Hey Doc, I’m sure you and the gorgeous Tosh get up to more than that when you’re alone?” grinned Jack, and this time it was Tosh who was blushing.
“I....I’d better get things sorted for the programmes. Who’s going for the requests tonight Jack?”
“Can we go, I’d like to start somewhere. If I’m going to be working here.”
“Sure sweetheart, but first before we do anything, let’s see what’s in the box. I’m afraid to open it, but it has to be done we need to see what his idea of scaring us is now. Look you can all go and wait outside or I can go and open it out there, just in case. I don’t think he’d do anything as stupid as....”
They all looked at Jack and it was Owen who spoke first. “No Jack you stay here and we’re staying with you. If he’s stupid enough to have done something like that then he’ll have all of us on his conscience.
Jack went and sat next to Ianto with Tosh and Owen holding tightly on to each other. Jack was slightly worried but he didn’t want to show to his friends how worried he was. He hoped Hart wasn’t stupid enough to rig the box but he couldn’t be sure. No Hart you’re not that sadistic are you. You want to try and hurt me in another way don’t you?”
He took the brown paper off, the box was securely taped up. Peeling back the tape he carefully lifted the lid to find a note resting on the top. Jack lover, just a small gift to remind you how much I love you. I’m sure you’ll want someone to help you through this bad time. You know we’re meant to be together. I’m waiting for you lover. You know where to find me. All my love John.
Jack handed the note to Owen to read. Lifting the tissue paper off the top, Jack noticed a silver engraved photo frame. Black velvet at the back and the engraving on the front just said Love is.... Turning it over he noticed that there was space for two pictures. You sick bastard Hart One of the pictures was Ianto’s accident from that afternoon, and one of the pair of them on their last holiday in France. Another note was stuck to the front of the frame. Sorry about your eye candy, but I can help you get over him – remember?
Jack wanted to smash the frame, but knew that this was evidence the police needed. He showed the frame to Owen who just stared and shook his head.
“He wants locking up Jack, he’s not right in the head. You both need to be careful.”
“Yeah we know. I’ll take that to the police in the morning, then perhaps they’ll believe me.”
“Jack, cariad, can we please forget this crazy man for tonight. Let’s just get on with the work we have to do here and play the music for the patients. They deserve it and don’t want disappointing.”
“You’re right Yan, come on let’s go and get those requests. Tosh why don’t you take Owen into the studio and show him what we’re all about and how things work. And I mean the radio I’m sure he knows how other things work!” he grinned and saw Tosh blush a lovely shade of pink again.
“Harkness, you’re wicked!” laughed Owen.
“Erm, ok Jack, thanks and you two have fun getting the requests.”
“Oi Jack, I thought we were getting coffee?”
“Jack, let me make the coffee please, I’m quite good at it, even if I do say so myself.”
“Anything’s got to be better than yours Captain!”
“Gee thanks Owen!” Jack helped Ianto up and slowly walked over to the coffee machine.
Owen noticed a huge improvement in Ianto’s movements, even in the couple of days of physio. Jack must be having a positive effect on this young man’s recovery.
“Ok Jack, help me out here, fill this with water, I’ll put the coffee in. I see you have Vanilla blend, my favourite.”
“Yeah, one of mine too.”
Ianto finished with the coffee and as soon as it was ready he got Jack to take one each through to Owen and Tosh. “Mmmm much better than yours Jack.”
“Sorry Jack, I’m with Tosh, tea boy here has just got the edge on you.”
“Hey what’s with the tea boy?”
“Jack, don’t worry, I don’t mind, at least I’m doing something right for once.”
“Oh no, it’s the second time today you’ve done something right. Remember?”
Ianto blushed again.
“Right kids, we’re off for requests, see you soon. Oh and guys – don’t do anything we wouldn’t do!”
Tosh blushed as did Ianto, Owen spat his coffee out and Jack just giggled.
As they were going round for requests Ianto asked “will you do something for me Jack?”
“Anything sweetheart, just name it.”
“When we’ve finished here tonight can we go to the police with that parcel. I’d rather they knew tonight than leave it until the morning and have Hart do something tonight.”
“No buts Jack, I’d feel safer.”
“Ok, anything for you.”
“Thank you. Now let’s get these requests back and you can show me more of your skills in the studio.”
They were laughing when they got back to the studio, but their laughs stopped when they noticed the studio door ajar. Jack immediately knew something was wrong as this never happened. He put a hand on Ianto’s shoulder and stopped. “Yan something’s not right, do me a favour ring the police whilst I go see what’s going on.”
“Sure Jack.” He took the phone that Jack handed him.
“Stay here sweetheart, I’ll be back as quickly as I can. I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about but just....”
“I know, the police should be here.”
Jack slowly pushed the door open and heard Owen talking, he couldn’t see who he was talking to but he recognised the voice.
He went in “Hart! What the Hell are you doing here?”
“Oh Jack, lover, I’m sorry to hear about Mr Jones. I’ve just come to offer my sympathies and to take you home and help you forget him.”
“You’re a sick man Hart and you need treatment.”
“Oh Jack, the only treatment I need is for you to come home with me and let me make love to you. You know that’ll help you forget him.”
“If you were the last man on earth I wouldn’t go to bed with you, ever again!”
“I know you don’t mean that. You don’t realise it but you need me. After all, that accident to Mr Jones, must have been awful to see. I’m sorry he had to go that way, Mr Barnes tells me his injuries were too bad and the good Doctor Harper here couldn’t save him this time.”
“You can’t even get your facts right can you? You are delusional. Ianto is fine, he wasn’t hurt, in fact he’s....”
“I’m right here Mr Hart, and I’m not going anywhere. You see I love Jack and he loves me, so get it through your head. You, and Jack are finished.”
Hart stared at Ianto then at Jack then slumped down onto the sofa. Head in his hands. “NO! This shouldn’t be happening, I was told you were dead.”
“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I’m better than I’ve been for several days. And it’s all thanks to Jack and the good Doctor here. You, my friend have been given false information.”
There was a noise behind them, DS Broadbury and two uniformed officers came through the door just as Hart was about to advance towards Ianto.
“Not so fast my friend. Gentlemen...” he nodded towards the two officers “if you’d be so kind as to hold on to Mr....”
“Hart, his name is John Hart and he’s responsible for the problems we’ve had today, and for this.” Jack handed him the photo frame and the two notes.
“Thank you. Ok if you don’t mind we’ll take Mr Hart here down to the station for a chat. If you could come down in the morning and give a statement I’d appreciate it.”
“No worries Sergeant, first thing, ok?”
“Yeah, that’d be fine thank you.”
The uniformed officers manhandled Hart out of the door and into their waiting vehicle.
As DS Broadbury was leaving, Tosh emerged from Studio B “erm....excuse me, but would this be of any use to you?” She handed him a mini disc.
“What might this be Miss....”
“Sato, Toshiko Sato. And it’s a recording of the conversation between Jack, Owen and Hart. We use this studio for our interviews and I just tweaked things a bit to record their conversation.”
“Thank you Miss Sato. I’ll certainly have a listen.” He shook hands with all of them and left.
“I knew there was a reason I loved you Tosh.”
“Oi Jack, leave off she’s mine, you’ve got tea boy over there.”
They looked across at Ianto who was standing in the doorway of the Racks Room.
“Hey sweetheart you’re standing on your own. How....what....who?”
“Stop with the questions Cariad and come and hold me before I fall.”
Jack went over to him and put a loving arm around his waist. “But how did you manage without me to help you?”
“I think it was the adrenaline Jack, I could hear another voice and I was scared that he’d do something to you. So after I came off the phone to the police I....well I don’t know how, but I made myself get up. I just wanted to be with you, make sure you were alright.”
“Oh Yan, I love you so much.” He kissed him passionately.
“Thanks Jack, just what Tosh and I want to witness.” He laughed as Jack and Ianto pulled apart, also laughing.
“Tosh what exactly did you do to our equipment?”
“Oh I just turned the input volume up, pointed the microphone at the door and pressed record. I left the door open and the rest they say is history.”
Jack went over to her and hugged her. “Thank you” he whispered.
“Right, I have a suggestion, let’s forget about the next two hours of the radio programming and we all go get ourselves a drink. I’ll put the radio to automatic and then we’ll get out of here. I think we deserve some quiet time to ourselves after the excitement of the day.”
“I’ve got a better idea Jack.”
“Yeah, put the radio to automatic, then I’ll take the clever Miss Sato here home and you my friend can take tea boy there home and make him....comfortable.”
“Mmmm sounds like a very good idea to me Jack, I am feeling tired and I think going to bed would be a better idea than going for a drink.”
Ianto winked at Jack who grinned wider that he had for the last couple of days.
“Ok, excellent idea, let’s go.”
“Jack, go, take Ianto home, Owen and I will sort out here and we’ll see you both at some point tomorrow.”
He placed a loving arm around Ianto’s waist and helped him out to his chair, both of them shouting goodnight as they went.
“Jack, can you do me a favour?”
“Anything my love.”
“Once we get to your car, can we please leave this thing at the hospital. I don’t want to see it anymore till I come back for physio tomorrow. And after my earlier attempt at walking unaided I think I’ve got the hang of it.”
“Sure, I’ll help you.” And he kissed him.
“I know you will. Now, take me home Captain Harkness, and take me to bed.”
Chapter 21 http://iantosdreamer46.livejournal.com/27593.html
Title Music is the best Medicine....20/?