A/N: Written for the 'protest' challenge at tw100. Please review; it's like candy to the plot bunnies.
Ianto protested when Jack pulled him towards the computer screen. He fought because he was afraid of what he'd see. Afraid of what Jack would see. He knew Jack could never love him once he saw what Ianto was. A killer. A monster. He hated himself, and Jack would too. So he pulled away from Jack, but he wasn't strong enough. Jack urged him closer and embraced him. His hand rubbed Ianto's back soothingly as he whispered quiet reassurances. Jack held him, supporting him. Jack loved him. Ianto opened his eyes to look at the screen. He was strong now.