Title: Nights Like These
Characters: Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness, Lisa Hallet, Toshiko Sato, Gwen Cooper, Owen Harper, (the Doctor sort of mentioned).
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Ianto/Lisa
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 more or less...
Spoilers: Cyberwoman, Army Of Ghosts/Doomsday, The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances
Summary: When Ianto has a dream about the day of the Cybermen's attack and the fall of Canary Wharf he wakes up to a comforting Jack and very vivid memories of Lisa... Ianto then refuses to talk about his dream while Jack is intent on finding out. He knows from experience how much it will hurt him if he keeps it to himself that is...


He looked around him warily. 'I know this place.' He thought to himself. Walking quietly and oh so slowly through the dull corridor it slowly started to come back to him. Memories of what lie behind the doors, the people he saw, it all flooding back to him too fast. Ianto Jones stopped short and leaned over with his hands on his knees, taking a few deep breaths.

These thoughts came back to him unwillingly and painfully as he knew he was not meant to remember. 'But what happens next?' he asked himself again as he stood up. The silence was ringing in his ears as panic started to set in. It was bright, but there seemed to be shadows everywhere around him while the lights continued to flicker.

Ianto refused to let himself remember. There were moments in his life that he had chosen to forget. Locking the memories away so he would never think of them again. So they could never hurt him again, and he had a feeling the worst one was resurfacing.

Glancing around him, taking more in and trying to get a better hold on what it was he wasn't supposed to remember, his eyes settled on the door to his left. It seemed to glow. It felt like a door leading him to the place you never wanted to be but… he had to open. Just. Just to see what's on the other side no matter the cost.

Casting a glance either side of him again, he could feel it was a losing battle with himself. He must open the door. With that Ianto lifted his hand to the knob, cool under his touch, and turned it slowly. The voice at the back of his mind screaming.

The door opened to reveal a darker room filled with what Ianto could only think of to be death. There were plastic tarps everywhere and he could hear screaming. Not the sort of screaming of someone who wanted to be saved or to be given another chance. No, the screaming of a person in their last moments before death. Several of them were abruptly cut off with the sound of a saw. Ianto stood there eyes wide.

He could smell blood. Blood and metal. And his ears rung. Ianto was stuck between bolting back out the door and into the room to save someone. 'But who?' he asked himself frantically. He found himself stepping further into the room.

"Lisa?" He called out, but it turned out being no more than a whisper. "Lisa!" That sounded better but still no more than a normal tone. It would have to do for now.

He brushed past the plastic tarps that appeared to be the only thing in the room, though he could sense more. Ianto chose to ignore the blood splattered on a them. He also chose to ignore the voices he could hear now, robotic almost. Until… he stopped abruptly.

"Ianto?" A raspy voice called from somewhere nearby. "Is that you?" A scream picked up from somewhere close by, blending in with the others.

"Lisa! Where are you?" Ianto spun around searching her out.

"Here!" She managed as he followed her voice. Ianto turned around and there she was. Her beautiful dark skin covered in blood and metal. He blinked back tears and hurried to her.

"Lisa. I…" He looked down at her at a loss and unsure what to do. "You'll be fine. I'll get you out." His voice was strong but his knees shook.

"Ianto, it hurts so much." Lisa whimpered before another wave of pain struck her as she moved her arms forward to be helped up. Ianto broke down and leaned over to help her. His Lisa. Would she survive this? Lisa struggled to keep herself up while Ianto got an arm around her, supporting her weight.

The screaming, the blood, her pain, he was so scared. He was so, so scared.


I've got a bit more and the write still... I wrote this a little while back and reading it back I'm not too sure how I feel...

But if you read it could you leave a comment? *points* Just the little commenty/reviewy thing there? I'd really appreciate it.