Title: Haunted 1/2
Fandom: Torchwood/Doctor Who
Prompt: 22 - Blood
Character/Pairing: Jack/Ianto/10
Rating: PG-13/15
Word Count: 844 Words
Summary: What happens when your ideal relationship is bombarded by doubt and past mistakes? Ianto's memories come streaked in blood and the woman who won't let go even after death. All in all… it's a haunting experience.
Disclaimer: Not mine – no money made
'Ianto, I love you.'
'Delete!'
'I hate the countryside. It's dirty, it's unhygienic. And what is that smell?'
'I love you, Yan.'
'You will be upgraded.'
'HELP ME! HELP! ANYONE!'
'Meat. Young fresh meat.'
'love you.'
'EX-TER-MIN-ATE!'
'Delete!'
Ianto woke with blood running though his ears, sounding like a waterfall and his heart was beating like he had just been running from a Weevil.
He could feel something or someone plastered to his back. Their breath was hot across his neck. Craning his neck he saw the Doctor,
who had a small smile spread across his face as he rubbed his nose in little circles into Ianto's cheek.
And in front of him was Jack, who like the doctor had a silly smile on his face but instead of rubbing his nose into Ianto's cheek he was rubbing his just at Ianto's hairline.
'Oh god.'
He could feel it.
Moving slowly he rolled the Doctor on to his back before slipping off the bed. Looking back at the bed he watched the Doctor and Jack move closer until they were snuggling as if he was never there. Turning around he dashed into the bathroom where he throw up in the sink.
Raising his head he looked in the mirror.
Pale skin, dark circles under blood shot eyes.
He looked a mess…He was a mess.
He could feel it all over his body.
The dirt and the blood.
He had to get clean.
He turned the hot tap on before picking up the bar of soap. Running his hands and the soap under the hot water he started too scrub his hands. Then his wrists and forearms. Rinsing the soap of with boiling water he started again. He only stopped when his hands and arms where red and starting to blister.
'Get off! Get off! Get off! Get off! Get off! Get off! Get off! GET OFF!'
Franticly, he twisted around and started the shower, turning the hot tap to full before stepping in and shutting the glass door.
Grabbing any bottle that came to hand he poured it onto his head a scrubbed as hard as he could…..
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Back in the bedroom Jack slowly began to wake up. He moved even closer to the Doctor. Running his hand up and down his side and every so often squeezing his round bum.
Opening his eyes he saw that he was holding the Doctor –not that he minded, it was just that Ianto almost always slept in the middle. Kissing the Time Lord on the lips he tried to think were Ianto would go in the middle of the night. Because unlike the Doctor and him, Ianto needed some sleep every night.
Looking at the clock he saw that it was 2.52am.
'Where is he?'
Listening very carefully he could hear the shower running but, before he could turn to look at the bathroom door he felt the Doctor wake up.
"Wh..?"
"Hello to you too." Jack laughed, kissing him on the mouth.
"Mmm…Why are you up? And where's Ianto?"
"Coz there isn't a cute teaboy in the bed…I think Ianto is in the shower."
"Why?"
"I don't know…Let leave him a bit and see if he comes back."
Closing their eyes they let their minds wonder and fall asleep.
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'Get off! Get off! Get off! Get off! Get off! Get off! Get off! GET OFF! Oh God get it off….Blood everywhere… Blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood bloodbloodbloodbloodbloodbloodbloodbloodbloodblood… GET IT OFF!!!!'
Ianto was now sitting in the bottom of the shower having, removed most of the top layer of skin and had many blisters all over his body, but he still rubbed at his skin trying to get the dirt and blood that he felt cling to it.
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With a start Jack woke again. Still hearing the sound of the shower he looked at the clock 3.05am.
'What the hell?'
Looking at the bathroom door he saw lot of steam stem flowing out the door and running across the ceiling.
Jumping out the bed he ran into the bathroom, where he could hardly see for the suffocating plumes of steam.
"DOCTOR!"
He shouted before going further in.
"Ianto!"
He walked carefully up to the shower and opened the glass door. He put his hand in to switch it off only for the water to burn him.
"OW!"
Pulling his hand out he look at it. It was bright red against his golden skin.
'Shit!'
With both hands he franticly turned and twisted the taps until the jet of boiling water was drips.
The Doctor switched the electric fan on. So now with the Doctor at his side Jack could see into the shower and what they saw broke their hearts.
Sitting in the middle of the shower tray was Ianto. He had knees pulled up to his chest and he was scratching at any part of his body he could reach –arms and legs, feet and shoulders. Blood was slowly running down the plug hole and disappeared out of site.
TBC?