A Dream x Two
Shaking the debris from his scorched clothing, Jack Harkness stood up and looked around him. The remains of the SUV he'd been sat in less than…he frowned, looking at his watch. Two hours ago! It was totally destroyed.
"Ianto!" he almost whispered, hurrying to the wreckage.
The smell of burnt flesh and petrol assaulted his senses. The sight inside the wreck, horrified him.
Ianto Jones was clearly dead, his sightless eyes opaque now. His right arm and both his legs were missing. Jack took his left hand in both of his, bringing it to his lips. Tears streaked his already damp cheeks, as he kissed the hand.
"I'm sorry. I am so sorry. I never meant for you to get hurt…not for me. Never this! Never this! Never…this. Never….."
Jack woke in a cold sweat, sitting up quickly.
Ianto stirred beside him. "Are you okay, Jack?"
"Mmm? Yeah. Bad dream."
Ianto shook his head. "I thought you didn't dream!"
Jack pulled the younger man into his arms, as he laid down again. "I don't, usually." He kissed the top of his lover's head. "Go back to sleep."
"Mmm."
Ianto closed his eyes, feeling the beating of Jack's heart against the hand that lay over it. It was beating like a drum; fast, out of control. Ianto put it down to the dream. He sighed and feel into a peaceful sleep.
Jack kissed the hand again, but this time it was pulled out of his grasp.
"Don't touch me! This is all your fault!"
Jack looked up into dead, accusing eyes. "Ianto?"
Ianto laughed ironically. "I trusted you, Jack. You said you'd keep me safe. Call this safe?"
"Ianto, I…"
"Look at me! No legs! One arm! I'm useless!"
"No. No, not to me."
Ianto laughed again. "I'm better off dead. Don't need your pity," he almost spat.
"I didn't know…"
"Didn't want to know, more like. You never do!"
Jack lowered his gaze.
"Can't stand to look at me, can you?"
Jack remained silent.
"Leave me alone, Jack. Just…go. Go!"
"Ianto, no…"
"I hate you, Harkness! Hate you! Hate you! Hate…Hate…
Jack woke in a cold sweat again, looking up into concerned blue eyes.
"Jack?"
Jack pushed back the covers and go out of bed. Walking over to the wardrobe, he pulled on his clothes and headed for the ladder.
Ianto remained silent, then, "Jack? Where are you going?"
As Jack got off the ladder, he called, "Need some air."
Ianto ran a hand through his hair and jumped off the bed. Grabbing his clothes, he quickly dressed and climbed the ladder leading into Jack's office. As he reached the door, the invisible lift was just nearing the top, with Jack on it.
"Jack, wait!"
The stone rolled back, closing the exit.
TBC