Title : The Perfect Host Part 1/?
Rating : Teen (Will probably go adult in later chapters)
Characters : Jack, Ianto, Suzie, Toshiko. Later : Gwen. And Jack/Ianto Pairing
Spoilers : All eps of Torchwood
Summary : Jack's team gets taken hostage and it's up to him to save them before its too late, but he stumbles across some one who was made to be perfect. A handsome male, who can't age and can't die - The Perfect Host. It's up to the Torchwood team to look after him and name him. The perfect Welsh name - Ianto Jones.
Beta: Bekki :) (Starts from chapter 2)

There was dust everywhere. The abandoned building looked and smelt as though it hadn't been touched by a human in years. Jack would go so far to say centuries even. He cursed under his breath as the floor board creaked under his large boots. He wasn't even sure what he was looking for. You can trust an alien to pick the largest building to hide in, he thought dully. He was loosing faith in himself. His team, his friends were in here somewhere. If they wasn't stone already. He walked along another one of the endless corridors. It didn't smell like the many others he had already explored. It smelt of life. He just hoped it was his team. He headed to the door, listened intently for any signs, but there was nothing. Opening it cautiously, Jack looked around. There was no one. But the room was different, polished, neat, tidy. No dust. He was thankful for that. Dust particles rarely came out of his greatcoat properly. In the centre of the room was a large table, much like the one homed at the hub in the autopsy bay. Machines were plugged in all around it, Jack noticed them straight away as life support machines. He didn't know whether he should be pleased that their was a steady heartbeat. He didn't know what he was going against here.

He stepped closer to the body on the table. It was a human, that much he could tell. Pale features, brown matted hair. Perfect skin. Reaching out, Jack pulled the cloth of the males face. He couldn't tell the age, he looked young, but old at the same time. His fingers brushed against the cold skin, it calmed and scared Jack. He was freezing, yet radiating warmth. His eyes and mouth shot open. Breathing in deep as though it was his first breath he looked at Jack.

"Are you okay?" Jack asked, the man looked like he was in pain. His eyes – an intense blue that Jack could feel himself loosing himself in.

"Run," Jack stood rooted to the spot. "Run!" He was louder this time, but his voice wasn't quite reaching Jack's ears. "Run, I have to run," Was all he was saying. Then Jack understood. He wasn't telling Jack to run, he was telling himself to run. Helping him with the wires, he disconnected him from the machines and helped him stand.

"What's your name?" Jack asked as they made there way out of the room. The man next to him was wearing nothing but a gown, showing lean arms and legs, and paler than pale skin.

"What's your name?" He repeated. Jack recognised the accent straight away – Welsh.

"Jack," He replied.

"Jack," Jack stared at the man with wide eyes. "Jack, I like that name. Can I have that name?"

"No, that's my name. Who are you?" Jack asked, he checked around the corners and noticed some guards standing near a door.

"I am you," The man repeated. "And we have to run,"

"My friends are in there!" Jack stated in a hushed tone.

"Then they're dead," He said simply. "They protect him, they bring him food,"

"Who is he?" Jack asked, needing to know everything about what he was up against.

"He scares everyone," The man shuddered. "He's weak. He needs to feed for the energy,"

"Can we kill it?" He couldn't hide the urgency in his voice.

"Yes, you can kill him. But I don't know how, I'm sorry," The man stared at the floor.

"Will you help?" Jack asked. "Then I can help you." In return the man nodded. "I want you to stand behind me," Another nod. Slowly, Jack moved forward, the man behind him.

"Who are you?" Finally, Jack had been noticed by the guards.

"Captain Jack Harkness and you are...?" His grin was plastered to his face.

"He has the host, don't shoot!" Another guard shouted.

"Host?" Jack asked, staring at the man from the guard. "What's going on?" He demanded.

"Who are you? You shouldn't be here!" The guards raised there gun to Jack. The man pushed Jack out of the way of the bullets before they had been released from the gun.

"What the...?" Jack stared at the man who had saved his life. Well one of many but he hadn't known that at the time.

"You brought me to life, I saved yours," He summarised. The guards were staring at them in shock. "Your friends are in there, but so is he,"

"How do you know he is in there?" Jack asked curiously, taking out his own gun. He raised it at the guards, who still looked to be in shock.

"He is me, like I am a part of him," The man replied quietly. "I was made to be his host,"

"Made?" Jack asked. He approached the guards just as they seemed to break from the trance. Jack raised his fist and hit the man square in the jaw, knocking him out with one quick but vicious blow. Jack took care of the two remaining guards in the same way, he didn't want to kill them as they were human, and he figured they were being possessed by whatever was in the next room.

Jack opened the door with as much force as he could. His team were huddled in a corner, chains on their hands and feet. In the centre of the room was a large fountain, only with red water and it seemed to be pouring down, instead of spitting upwards. But looking up there was no source of the red liquid.

"Harkness, about bloody time!" Owen spat.

"Where he is?" Jack asked, as he moved over to his team. Suzie, Toshiko and Owen were grateful once Jack had unlocked the chains.

"He's in there," The man of mystery – as Jack thought of him now, spoke up and pointed to the fountain.

"Who the hell is he?" Owen asked, eyeing the clothes he was wearing, or lack of.

"No idea," Jack mused. He moved closer and peered over the edge of the fountain, along with his team.

"If you're going to kill him, I recommend you do it now sir," The man said, and Jack nodded, he still didn't know how to kill it. He raised his gun and lowered it over the fountain, grumbling slightly as his coat started to absorb the red liquid that smelt a lot like blood. He aimed for what looked to be a giant shadows head, and shot.

"Jack!" Suzie yelled, as she caught the man in his arms.

"Owen, check him out," Jack ordered. He watched with one eye as the man fell to the floor.

"Guards, they'll be up soon, finish it off Jack," The man's voice was barely a whisper now. Jack nodded and fired more bullets into the creature. The blood that was falling from the air slowed down slightly. When the creature at the bottom of the fountain stopped moving, Jack lowered his gun and stared at the mysterious man. His eyes opened weakly and stared at Jack. "He's gone, I can't feel him any more," Jack looked back down the fountain, the liquid has stopped falling completely and there was no sign of any aliens present. Least he didn't have to bother with cleaning anything up.

"How are you feeling?" Jack asked as he knelt down knelt down next to him.

"Alive," He smiled. "I'm alive because of you,"

"What does he mean?" Toshiko spoke up as she helped Owen lift him up.

"I don't know, we'll take him back to the hub where Owen can run a full analysis on him." Owen nodded in understanding.

They walked along the corridors, Jack spotted several guards looking dazed and confused making his corrections right about them being possessed. "What's your name?" Toshiko asked.

"He hasn't got one," Jack said, realising now just how strange that was.

"Wait he hasn't got a name?" Suzie asked, "Maybe he's had his memory taken,"

"I don't think so," Jack sighed and they piled into the SUV. He noticed the man's eyes widen as he stared at the world for what looked to be the first time.

"Everyone has a name," Toshiko said trying to understand.

"What's yours?" The man asked back, and Jack wondered if he was going to say the same thing.

"Toshiko,"

"I like that name," He said hopefully.

"You can pick a name," Jack said with an amused smile.

"What name can I pick?" He smiled.

"Any," Suzie smiled. "You're obviously Welsh, so a Welsh name."

"I don't know any Welsh names, I only know Jack and Toshiko, and I like Jack's name,"

"You can't have my name," Jack laughed.

"Maybe he banged his head or something?" Owen suggested.

"My heads fine," The man smirked. The rest of the drive back to the hub was done in silence, the man sat between Toshiko and Suzie staring out of the windows with a smile that reminded Jack of a small child.

Jack and Owen got out of the SUV first, and opened the door for Toshiko and Suzie, the man getting out and stood next to Toshiko. "Maybe we should get him some clothes," Toshiko smiled when she realised a few tourists were staring at him.

"Good idea," Jack grinned. They headed in through the tourist office entrance. "How you feeling?" Jack asked as he stepped behind him.

"Anxious, I feel, anxious?" He asked as though he was looking for permission.

"We'll find out who you are," Suzie said, still going with the theory he had a heavy dose of amnesia.

"I'll go get you some clothes, they'll be a bit big but better then walking around in a night dress," Jack smiled and moved to his office. Owen guided the man downstairs to the autopsy room, he was looking around with wide eyes.

"What's your name?" He asked curiously.

"Owen, and no you can't have it." He smiled. "I'm going to shine this light in your eyes okay," The man nodded, he pulled away at the light at first but then allowed Owen to do his analysis. "Eyes seem okay, no amnesia or concussion," He stated. Suzie and Toshiko were watching over the railings with interest. "Okay, ears." Owen said, he then prodded around with his ears before declaring they to were okay. "Okay, so all your senses seem to be fine," He said. "No bump to the head, no physical injuries."

"He was wired to a machine," Jack said as he walked down the stairs, a bottle of water in his hand and some fresh clothes. "Put these on for now, you can get dressed in my office up there," He said pointing to the large office looking over the rest of the hub. "And drink this," The man nodded, taking the drink and the clothes before leaving them alone.

"What's going on here, Jack?" Suzie asked, her tone demanding as always.

"He was wired to a machine. He had a strong heartbeat, but he was cold. But he was warm, he felt warm but his skin was cold," Jack shrugged at his own confusion, "I touched him and he woke up,"

"When you shot the alien, he felt it though. We all saw it," Toshiko said, her head trying to take in as much information.

"He was made to be the host. The alien was weak, that's probably why he was killed easily by bullets. He said that he was a part of him, as the alien was a part of him." Jack said, remembering every detail.

"Do you think he's alien?" Suzie asked.

"He seems to be human, Owen run a full alien check," Jack said, just as he walked down the stairs dressed in the jeans and tee that Jack had given him. Jack stared for a minute, he really was a handsome male. "Owen is going to run some more tests," Jack smiled.

"I know, I heard." He replied, in a slightly deadpan voice that made Jack's skin shiver slightly.

"Sit back down here please, mate."

"Mate? Is that my name?" He asked, his eyes shining slightly.

"No, its a saying," Owen stammered, not knowing what to say.

"I know," He laughed, and Owen just glared a little. Owen raised a silver device over the man and listened to the beeps it made.

"He's human," Owen declared. "Though, he is only five hours old, and doesn't appear to be ageing."

"The perfect host," Jack smiled.

"Come again?" Owen asked with a raised eyebrow. He stared at the man in front of him. He was impossible, he was wrong.

"I was made to hold the alien inside of me forever, to keep it strong." The man said clearly.

"So, you're a human who can't age and can't die?" Owen's head wasn't getting around it. Neither was Toshiko's or Suzie's.

"Is that bad?" He asked.

"Nope, not bad at all," Jack grinned.

"Jack, what are we going to do with him?" Suzie asked loudly. "He hasn't even got a name!"

"We'll name him," Jack smiled. There was something about the young mystery man that had his lips plastered into a grin. "He can work here, we can't exactly let him wonder around the streets of Cardiff on his own,"

"I can stay?" He sounded hopeful. Jack's eyes wondered to Toshiko, Owen and Suzie, who all shrugged.

"Yes, you can stay," Jack grinned. "So, we need to give you a name,"

"A Welsh name," The man smiled looking up at Suzie who nodded.

"Sean?"

"No,"

"Matthew?"

"No,"

"Gareth?"

"Nope, how about Ianto?" Toshiko offered.

"I like that," He grinned. "Ianto," He repeated.

"Ianto Jones," Jack added.

"Jones, Ianto Jones," Ianto smiled.

"Welcome to Torchwood, Jones, Ianto Jones!"

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