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Torchwood: Galaxy Quest (1)

Galaxy Quest (1)

Word Count: ~37.000
Summary: Eight years ago, the actors of the popular sci-fi show Galaxy Quest were heroes – these days, they can't escape the shadow of the roles they played, even though the show has been cancelled. When an alien race mistakes them for real heroes fighting evil and seeks their help, they quickly find themselves in a fight that goes way over their heads. To survive, they have to overcome their differences and conflicts of the past, but pride is something that's very hard to swallow ...
Characters: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, John Hart, Gwen Cooper, Owen Harper, Toshiko Sato, Mathasar, Sarris, Laliari, Teb, Eugene Jones, Carys, Annie, Lahnk, OCs
Pairing: Ianto/John Hart, Jack/Ianto, Tosh/Owen, Gwen/Rhys
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Torture, mention of partner betrayal, language
Beta: danian and czarinakitty, who did a great job under time pressure. Thank you both!
Disclaimer: I’m not making money with this fanfic. The tv show Torchwood as well as the movie Galaxy Quest and the characters appearing within it belong to their producers and creators. Any similarities to living or dead persons are purely coincidental and not intended.
This is a work of fiction. No similarities to the private or public lives of the Torchwood actors are intended, even though there are references to the fictional characters they played in other productions.

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Never Give Up. Never Surrender.



1.


Adenydd checked her appearance in her compact mirror, tucking loose strands of blonde hair behind her ears and reapplying her lipstick.

”Ready to get this over with, sweetheart?” her camera man David asked and she rolled her eyes, positioning herself in a way that enabled David to catch the entrance to the Millennium Centre behind her, in front of which a line of people had formed.

”Do all the newbies have to do such shitty jobs?”

”Don't complain. You're having more fun than Howel.”

Adenydd tucked the mirror and lipstick into her coat pocket. ”What's he doing today, then?”

”A piece about the sheep population in the Brecon Beacons.”

Adenydd smirked. ”Can't decide what's worse, to be honest: to be surrounded by sheep all day or to be surrounded by sci-fi geeks.”

David winked at her and settled his camera on his broad shoulder, the faded sticker with the logo of the BBC Cymru News reminding Adenydd why she did this – to climb the ladder and make the news. Good news, important news. Not just for Wales, but the whole of England, maybe even the world. She sighed. It looked like she had to wade through the fluffy fillers first to get some attention. David smirked, maybe having the same thoughts. ”Let's get this show on the road. First one back gets three minutes on the evening news.”

Adenydd cleared her throat and turned a bit away from Cardiff bay to avoid the cold February breeze. ”Okay, then,” she said.

”Whenever you're ready,” David replied.

Adenydd put on an excited smile and raised the microphone to her lips before she started. “The spaceship NSEA Torchwood spent eight years ridding the Union of Worlds from its dictators,” she said. “Led by its charismatic Captain Peter Quincy Taggart and his brave second-in-command Dr. Lazarus, the core crew also consisted of the young genius navigator and gunner Laredo, the technician Sergeant Chen and of course beautiful Lt. Tawny Madison.” She took a step to the side so that the viewer would be able to see the huge banner reading Galaxy Quest Convention 2014 that had been hung over the entrance doors of the Millennium Centre. “Of course, we all know that the NSEA Torchwood only existed on the screen. We all know that it's only part of the popular sci-fi-show Galaxy Quest which was cancelled to the dismay of its many, many fans five years ago.” She put on a fond smile, looking at the fans milling about, entering eagerly or sitting on the stairs with laptops and smart phones in their hands. ”And yet, the popularity hasn't abated, as proven by today's Galaxy Quest Convention taking place here in Cardiff. 2000 tickets have been sold already and it seems that more fans will arrive within the next hours to see the whole main cast of the show, united once again. Not only have the organizers managed to get Toshiko Sato, Gwen Cooper and Ianto Jones here, but Owen Harper will be joining as well and – even better – the show's star Jack Harkness has confirmed his participation.” Adenydd nodded at the camera. “Let's step inside the madness of fandom and see what the convention has to offer while the show's stars are eagerly getting ready to face their fans at this very moment.”

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“I fucking hate conventions,” Owen Harper said, staring into the mirror in dismay. The backstage room they had been assigned was more of a store room, but quiet, tucked away from the fans milling about the convention centre … and – thankfully – it had a door. Gwen guessed that it wouldn't take much longer until Owen had his mandatory convention melt-down and no fan should have to see this. Actually, she wished she didn't have to see this. So she raised the bridal magazine in her hands higher to block out anything but the beautiful dresses.

Toshiko, huddled comfortably into a chair next to her, hummed non-committedly, focussed on her crossword puzzle. Ianto was staring at the wall. He'd tucked his legs up to his chest, cowering in the only really comfortable armchair in the room. He'd been quiet and distracted since he'd arrived. Gwen had asked him what was wrong but had got no answer.

In fact, Ianto hadn't spoken at all, just arrived, changed into his costume and folded himself into the chair.

The sound of cheering and clapping floated in from the main room where they would greet the fans in a few minutes. Gwen dared to take a peek at Owen. He was sitting miserably on his chair, staring at his image in the mirror. Perhaps a distraction would do him good. ”Sounds like a lot of people have come,” she said.

Tosh hummed again.

Owen groaned and buried his hands in his short dark hair, pulling on it in frustration. ”I fucking hate saying the stupid catchphrase!”

Gwen rolled her eyes and brushed a few crumbs of the roll she'd had for lunch from her uniform – a tight-fitting, grey jumpsuit with dark-blue lines on the shoulders and down the arms –, tugging on the zip self-consciously to try and reduce her cleavage. It probably wasn't that bad, really, but fact was that Tosh's jumpsuit zipped up as high as she wanted, while Gwen's had been designed to show off more. A bitter reminder of what her role in the show actually had been about. Owen and Ianto were wearing their jumpsuits as well. While Ianto's was blue and grey like Gwen's, Owen's was yellow and grey and Tosh's combination was red and grey. Gwen had never asked what the colours meant, but it probably had something to do with their roles on the ship. It didn't matter. What mattered was that hers was tighter than anyone else's – except maybe Ianto's.

She was distracted from her sullen thoughts by the door opening. Their agent, John Hart, entered. He was wearing his black leather jacket over a red jumper today, the dark-blonde hair styled carefully. Gwen allowed herself a lazy, stray thought about the perfectly fitting, dark jeans he was wearing and then turned back to her bridal magazine. John was attractive, no doubt about that. Not as attractive as Jack, whose perfect features, bright blue eyes and easy grin could get crowds of women – and men – fawning in an instant, but still handsome. He also had better manners than Jack and more common sense. It was a bit unbelievable that the two of them were best friends, really, their personalities differed so much. Then again, they had things in common ...

Gwen's eyes slid to Ianto, who was – surprisingly – ignoring John's presence completely.

John seemed to notice that as well and huffed a breath. ”Still no sign?” he asked, looking at Gwen pointedly.

She shook her head, frowning in confusion. Usually, general questions from John were directed at Ianto. Usually, Ianto acknowledged John with at least a warm smile. At least ever since the two of them had officially announced that they were couple. Now, she was starting to see why Ianto's mood could be off.

John cursed. ”I didn't hear from him.”

Owen scoffed. ”He's always late.”

”Yes,” John snapped, unusually short-tempered, ”but you're on in ten minutes!” He left the room and slammed the door shut.

Gwen straightened in her seat. ”Wow, what's wrong with him?”

Ianto didn't react in any way, instead staring at his mobile.

Gwen prompted, ”Ianto?”

”It's none of your business,” he answered haughtily. Gwen bit her lip and went back to her magazine, but somehow, she seemed to have struck a nerve, because Ianto suddenly snapped, ”Now, where the hell is he? An hour and a half late. An hour and a half!”

Tosh didn't look up from her crossword puzzle, only tucked a strand of black hair behind her ear. ”He's always late.”

”It's typical,” Ianto said. ”He thinks he can do anything just because he was the star of the show.” He swallowed visibly and added a bit softer, ”And did you hear? He booked another appearance without us.”

That got him Gwen's undivided attention. She slapped her magazine closed. ”You're joking,” she said. ”We agreed.”

”He doesn't care,” Ianto replied.

Tosh finally looked up, her dark eyes finding Ianto while she shook her head. ”John is the agent for all of us. Why would he let Jack do stuff like that without informing us?”

Gwen sometimes wished she'd kept Tosh's naivety. There was no doubt in her mind that John would do anything for Jack. It was an open secret that the both of them had once had a bit of a fling. It had meant way more to John than to Jack and apparently, he'd never really got over it. Sometimes, Gwen thought that John and Ianto's relationship was more about both of them getting over being dumped by Jack than anything else. ”When did you hear about it?” she asked Ianto.

”Yesterday, while we were ...” He bit his lip, his blue eyes dulling, and ducked his head. ”We had a fight.”

Owen groaned. ”Oh, bloody hell!” He looked at Ianto's reflection in his mirror. ”Are you breaking up?”

”No,” Ianto answered quietly. ”We already did that weeks ago.”

It was quiet for a long moment, then Tosh said, ”I'm so sorry, Ianto.”

Gwen nodded. ”Yeah, me too.”

Owen just scoffed. ”Well done, Ianto!”

”Owen!” Gwen snapped.

Owen's dark eyes focussed on her reflection. ”John's our agent. The two of them shagging was a bad idea from the start. It's only going to get worse now.” He looked himself in the eyes and sighed. ”Oh God! How did I come to this?”

Tosh rolled her eyes at Gwen. ”There we go,” she muttered.

Owen didn't pay her any mind. ”I was offered a companion role on Doctor Who.” Gwen mouthed along with him, already knowing what he was going to say – it was always the same. ”I could have been bloody Dr. Watson on bloody Sherlock! I was an actor once, damn it. Now look at me.” He leaned back, staring at himself intently, tugging on the collar of the lab coat he wore over the jumpsuit. “Look at me! This show ruined any credibility I ever had because of that stupid … bastard! I can't go out there and I won’t say that stupid line one more time. I can’t ... and I won’t!”

Gwen had heard enough. ”Well, Owen, at least you had a part. Okay?” She got up from the chair. ”You had a character people loved! I mean, my last radio interview was one minute long and it was all about my breasts and how they fit into my suit! No one even bothered to ask me what I did on the show!”

Silence reigned for a moment and Gwen was shocked to see the pondering look on Tosh's face when she replied, ”You had the ... wait, wait! I'll think of it.”

Gwen closed her eyes and sighed in resignation. ”I repeated the computer, Tosh.” She looked at Owen. ”It's not our fault that you didn't choose that Doctor Who role over Galaxy Quest and I happen to know that your Sherlock casting went down the drain because you were drunk, Owen, and I'm sorry to say but the bloke they picked is better than you! But unlike me, you played a real character with real emotions and a real story line. And Tosh played a woman who was a smarter technician than any man. Even Ianto had a better role!”

Ianto's eyebrows rose. ”Excuse me?”

”You were the 18-year-old wunderkind. Who the hell doesn't want to be the 18-year-old wunderkind?”

”If the show hadn't been cancelled, they would have killed me by electrocution in series four! How stupid is that?”

”Your death would have saved our lives! You would have been a bloody hero!”

”Yeah,” Ianto said sarcastically. ”Because that death would have been totally necessary for the plot! It couldn't have been any red-shirt? I mean, we all know what happened there, don't we, Gwen?”

She put her hands on her hips. ”Oh, please, I certainly don't think that Jack's the best colleague ever born, but he wouldn't have-”

”Wouldn't he?” Ianto interrupted her. ”Are you sure?”

Before anyone could say anything else, the door opened and Jack Harkness strolled in. ”Hello, everyone!” he said with a big grin. ”Your Captain is on deck!”

The silence that followed was stifling. Nobody answered or returned Jack's smile, causing his grin to wilt a little.

He cleared his throat and brushed one hand through his dark hair, making it stick up stylishly. ”Wow, who died?” He looked at Owen. ”Am I too late for the obligatory panic attack?”

Owen groaned and buried his face in his hands.

Jack winked at him. ”Apparently not.” He looked around. Gwen was careful not to meet his eyes. None of them would repeat in front of Jack what had just been discussed. None of them would continue the fight with him in the room. They all fought every time they were together, but they also made up again. It was different with Jack, he'd stopped being a real part of their group a long time ago. The sad thing was that he didn't seem to realize that. He looked at Tosh. ”Okay, what did I do?”

Out of all of them, Tosh was the only one who still believed in Jack. The two of them had a connection, they had clicked from day one. Gwen knew that she felt uncomfortable in situations like these, always trying to be the peace-keeper, so she helped her out by drawing Jack's focus on herself. ”We know, Jack. We know about the job you took … without including us.”

Jack raised his eyebrows. ”So?”

Gwen scoffed. ”Unbelievable!”

Ianto got up from his chair. ”Bastard!”

Jack raised his hands. ”Listen, it's not a big deal. These people put a little set in their basement, is all. I’m there about an hour. It’s nothing.” When Ianto shook his head and turned away, Jack looked at Gwen. ”They wanted the Captain.”

Owen got up from his chair, grabbing his coat. ”That's it! I'm gone.”

Jack grabbed Owen's arm when he tried to get past him. ”Owen, wait a minute.” He walked him back towards his chair. ”Come on.”

Owen shook him off angrily. ”You stole all my best lines! You cut me out of episode two entirely!”

”And still you will go out there and smile and wave and make the fans happy!”

”I won’t! And nothing you can say will make me!”

Jack stared him in the eyes and then, very slowly, he said, ”You need the money.”

Owen gaped at him for a long moment, then he balled up his coat and threw it into a corner. ”Fuck you!” He brushed his hands through his hair, breathing deeply. ”But I won’t say that stupid catchphrase.”

”You don't have to,” Jack replied. ”I'm sure they have screens in there and will show you saying it on the show.”

Owen glared at him. ”I hate you.”

”Come on,” Jack said with a grin. ”You don't.”

The door opened again and John poked his head in. When he saw Jack, he breathed a sigh of relief. ”You're late.”

”Sorry,” Jack replied, not sounding like he was.

John stepped inside fully. ”You're all up in five minutes. Q&A first, then autographs and pictures. Let's get moving towards the stage.” He held the door open and Tosh walked through, leaving her crossword puzzle behind. Owen gave Jack one last glare and followed her. Gwen lingered one moment longer, saw Jack intercept Ianto on his way to the door and say something to him, too softly to hear. Ianto just glared at him and left, not looking at John. ”Two more minutes, Jack,” John said. ”Get your uniform on.” He ushered Gwen outside and pointed down the hallway. ”Straight through there. I'm going to make sure he's not late again.”

”John,” Gwen said, taking his hand. ”I'm sorry to hear about you and Ianto.”

John bit his lip and shrugged. ”I was a consolation prize from the start.”

”No, you weren't,” she replied, squeezing his hand. ”Believe me … what you did for him … he really cares for you.”

John ducked his head. ”Well, he might care for me, but I love him.”

”Why did you break up?”

John looked as if he was not sure whether he should tell her, but then he just sighed resignedly and said, ”I asked him to marry me.”

”He said no,” Gwen assumed.

”Which wouldn't have been that big of a problem, if he hadn't tagged on that he's still in love with Jack.” He swallowed. ”We shouted at each other, we cried and then we decided to take a break. We broke up for good yesterday.”

”He's just scared,” Gwen said.

John smiled bitterly. ”Well, that's the problem. I'm getting tired of him being scared.”

”Miss Cooper?” someone said and she saw that a young woman wearing a shirt with the word Staff printed on the breast pocket was standing next to them. ”You're on in a minute.”

Gwen nodded and followed her. When she glanced back at John, she saw him stare at the floor, his hands on his hips, breathing deeply. She swallowed. 'What a mess,' she thought.

'It's your mess, too,' her conscience replied and she felt sick. She focussed on the cheering fans, on the lights and the stage and the questions. It didn't really help, but it made things more bearable for a little while.



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jedirita
Jan. 7th, 2015 05:28 am (UTC)
SQUEEE!!! Love it already! I can't wait to see what you do with it!
jolinarjackson
Jan. 7th, 2015 02:59 pm (UTC)
Thank you. :)
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