Author's Note: So, here we are finally at the end of this story. I want to thank everyone who has read and supported my story whether you were here when I started this over a year ago or a new one. Thank you so much, I really wouldn't have gotten here if it wasn't for your kudos or comments, they really did motivate me to continue writing. So here's the final chapter, I hope you all enjoy!
~100 years later~
"You know it's rude to stare" Ianto muttered as he opened his eyes and looked up at the smiling face on his mate who was hovering above him.
"I was hoping if I stared long enough, you could understand that I'm craving coffee," Jack said, and looking at Ianto's beautiful face was always a plus.
"I'd say make your own, but I'd kill you if you touched it" Ianto muttered, turning over onto his front and burying his head into his pillow. He couldn't find the energy to force himself to leave to warmth of his bed, but he really did fancy his morning coffee. God knows he needs it if he's going to face anything a normal Torchwood day would through at him.
"Give me a kiss and that might convince me" Ianto said, giving Jack an innocent smile when he rolled back over to face his mate.
"Well, Mr Jones that would be my pleasure" Jack said leaning down and pressing their lips together, "convinced yet?".
"Humm... I don't know, I'll think about it when I make myself a coffee" Ianto teased jumping out of bed and darted out his bedroom with the sound of Jack whining trailing behind him. Ianto headed straight towards the coffee machine and started brewing his own cup when he became lost in his thoughts.
Ianto could hardly believe it had been a hundred years already since he bonded with Jack, and their relationship was stronger than ever after they got over their initial communication issues. Jack and Ianto had gotten use to keeping secrets with Ianto being a fae and Jack being immortal, the first few years had been a struggle but with the help and support of their team, they overcame that issue and now the Torchwood team worked more effectively than ever as they were more in tune with each other. Now, Ianto thought about it, it was approaching the hundred years anniversary since Tosh and Owen along with Estelle became fae.
"What are you thinking about?" Jack asked, wrapping his arms around Ianto's waist and rested his head on Ianto's shoulder.
"Just what happened these last years, it's hard to believe that it's been a hundred years since Jason died, I was so sure that I would not make it especially when I got trapped underneath that bar," Ianto answered leaning back into his mates arms.
"But you did, you're stronger than you give yourself credit for. Look, if it weren't for you, the fae world would be worse off. You helped the Queen put in place strategies to prevent anything like this happening again. Hell, you even gotten me to get along with the fae, me! If that isn't a miracle then I don't know what is!" Jack said before pressing a quick kiss to Ianto's temple.
"Admit it, they're not as bad as you thought".
"... no comment" Jack said as he pulled away from his mate and picked up his mug of coffee up off the side, Ianto laughed. The fae world was slowly getting used to their once mortal enemy visiting from time to time and even Ianto could tell that Jack was enjoying socialising with the fae even if he didn't want to admit it.
"We better leave soon; you know how Owen gets when he hasn't had his morning coffee" Ianto said. Owen was a nightmare to deal with when he hadn't had his coffee, and Ianto couldn't let his best friend deal with that more than Tosh already had to. Ianto honestly couldn't believe sometimes that they had lasted this long, but they had shown that even the complete opposites could have a happy relationship.
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The Chosen One
Hayran Kurgu'Come away a human child, come away' voices echoed through the trees. A young boy laughed as he chased after his friends. He would play for hours until dark. His friends will always protect him, it was their promise.
