Timelord!Ianto: Permanence 2
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galadriel1010Title: Trials of a Timelord
Chapter Title: Creating Permanence 2
Challenge/Fest: LongLiveIanto Bingo
Prompt: Marriage
Rating: G
Dedication:
Summary: Jack and Ianto seek to create something permanent out of their relationship.
Characters: Jack/Ianto
Contains:
Disclaimer: Torchwood and its environs, occurrences and persons belong to the BBC. The original characters have disowned me.
Author's Note: I am motoring through these to meet my deadline. HOpefully the rest of their wedding will go up tomorrow, but it is my bedtime now.
Ianto had kept his plans mostly secret from Jack, letting slip just enough to interest him and stop him worrying. It was exciting and quite terrifying, keeping the secrets and wondering how Jack would react to them, but whenever the subject was raised Jack looked at him with utter trust and no small amount of amusement and let him divert it into safer waters.
They had divided their roles over planning the ceremony. Jack had focussed on the practical, which had surprised everyone, and had gone about setting up their identities and producing the evidence they would need to get a licence, arranging for the ceremony and a celebratory meal to be held at the St David’s Hotel on the Bay and organising the very short guest list. This left Ianto free to arrange the more difficult parts, safe in the knowledge that Jack was otherwise engaged.
The day of their ceremony was overcast and damp, and they had spent the night before rounding up Weevils before falling into their beds at nearly five. Even Jack had slept after that, sprawled across his half of the bed with his arm over his face so that he’d woken up complaining of pins and needles and given everyone the day off with an admonishment to show up at the hotel on time or else.
They had spent a lazy afternoon in their TARDIS, watching ‘lost’ episodes of shows that Jack missed in the 1960s, and then pulled themselves together and got dressed before walking less than five minutes to the hotel.
Tosh, Owen and Gwen, Brendan, Anton and Lisa were their only guests for the ceremony, and there were no speeches, no readings and no music. Just the celebrant, their closest friends and the vows they had written.
He took a deep breath and looked into Jack’s eyes. “I, Ianto Jones, hereby pledge to share my life openly with you, Jack Harkness. From this moment on I ask you to be with me on our journey, to share our dreams, go forward together and to be my companion along the way. I pledge to stand by you through good and ill, through storm and sun, as long as life unites us.”
Jack smiled back, eyes shimmering suspiciously and repeated the vow Ianto had made. “I, Jack Harkness, hereby pledge to share my life openly with you, Ianto Jones. From this moment on I ask you to be with me on our journey, to share our dreams, go forward together and to be my companion along the way. I pledge to stand by you through good and ill, through storm and sun, as long as life unites us.”
They held each other’s gazes for a moment, then turned to the registrar, who had the register open on a table in front of them. He nodded reassuringly and addressed them both. “Do you, Ianto Jones, declare that you know of no legal reason why you may not register as Jack Harkness’s civil partner?”
“I do.”
“And do you understand that on signing this document you will be forming a civil partnership with him?”
He glanced at Jack and smiled. “I do.”
Jack squeezed his hand and the registrar turned to him. “Do you, Jack Harkness, declare that you know of no legal reason why you may not register as Ianto Jones’s civil partner?”
“I do.”
“And do you understand that on signing this document you will be forming a civil partnership with him?” The registrar grinned at them.
Next to him Ianto felt Jack freeze and he worried for a moment before Jack choked out a soft, “I do.” He breathed easier, and the registrar beckoned them forwards to sign the register, leaving their names forever in the records of the town and the time they had made their home.
Next chapter
Chapter Title: Creating Permanence 2
Challenge/Fest: LongLiveIanto Bingo
Prompt: Marriage
Rating: G
Dedication:
Summary: Jack and Ianto seek to create something permanent out of their relationship.
Characters: Jack/Ianto
Contains:
Disclaimer: Torchwood and its environs, occurrences and persons belong to the BBC. The original characters have disowned me.
Author's Note: I am motoring through these to meet my deadline. HOpefully the rest of their wedding will go up tomorrow, but it is my bedtime now.
Ianto had kept his plans mostly secret from Jack, letting slip just enough to interest him and stop him worrying. It was exciting and quite terrifying, keeping the secrets and wondering how Jack would react to them, but whenever the subject was raised Jack looked at him with utter trust and no small amount of amusement and let him divert it into safer waters.
They had divided their roles over planning the ceremony. Jack had focussed on the practical, which had surprised everyone, and had gone about setting up their identities and producing the evidence they would need to get a licence, arranging for the ceremony and a celebratory meal to be held at the St David’s Hotel on the Bay and organising the very short guest list. This left Ianto free to arrange the more difficult parts, safe in the knowledge that Jack was otherwise engaged.
The day of their ceremony was overcast and damp, and they had spent the night before rounding up Weevils before falling into their beds at nearly five. Even Jack had slept after that, sprawled across his half of the bed with his arm over his face so that he’d woken up complaining of pins and needles and given everyone the day off with an admonishment to show up at the hotel on time or else.
They had spent a lazy afternoon in their TARDIS, watching ‘lost’ episodes of shows that Jack missed in the 1960s, and then pulled themselves together and got dressed before walking less than five minutes to the hotel.
Tosh, Owen and Gwen, Brendan, Anton and Lisa were their only guests for the ceremony, and there were no speeches, no readings and no music. Just the celebrant, their closest friends and the vows they had written.
He took a deep breath and looked into Jack’s eyes. “I, Ianto Jones, hereby pledge to share my life openly with you, Jack Harkness. From this moment on I ask you to be with me on our journey, to share our dreams, go forward together and to be my companion along the way. I pledge to stand by you through good and ill, through storm and sun, as long as life unites us.”
Jack smiled back, eyes shimmering suspiciously and repeated the vow Ianto had made. “I, Jack Harkness, hereby pledge to share my life openly with you, Ianto Jones. From this moment on I ask you to be with me on our journey, to share our dreams, go forward together and to be my companion along the way. I pledge to stand by you through good and ill, through storm and sun, as long as life unites us.”
They held each other’s gazes for a moment, then turned to the registrar, who had the register open on a table in front of them. He nodded reassuringly and addressed them both. “Do you, Ianto Jones, declare that you know of no legal reason why you may not register as Jack Harkness’s civil partner?”
“I do.”
“And do you understand that on signing this document you will be forming a civil partnership with him?”
He glanced at Jack and smiled. “I do.”
Jack squeezed his hand and the registrar turned to him. “Do you, Jack Harkness, declare that you know of no legal reason why you may not register as Ianto Jones’s civil partner?”
“I do.”
“And do you understand that on signing this document you will be forming a civil partnership with him?” The registrar grinned at them.
Next to him Ianto felt Jack freeze and he worried for a moment before Jack choked out a soft, “I do.” He breathed easier, and the registrar beckoned them forwards to sign the register, leaving their names forever in the records of the town and the time they had made their home.
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