Jack blinked a few times before he opened his eyes wide. He brought his fists up to his face and rubbed his eyes, attempting to wake himself up and remove the traces of sleep. He sat up and shifted back so that he was leaning against the wall. He tried to remember why he had woken up in the first place. Glancing over at the small clock by his bed, he groaned. It was half past four.
Suddenly Jack noticed something odd in the corner of his eye. He turned to his right, where the tank with Ianto's body in was pulsing with energy. Jack rubbed his eyes again and stared at what he saw before him. The body that lay inside the jelly-like preservative was glowing. Not only that, but it was glowing with regeneration energy. Jack stood up on his bed, smacked his head on the low ceiling and collapsed into a heap on the floor.
Clutching his head where an egg-sized lump was forming, he stood up more carefully and moved over to stand next to the tank. Lowering his hands, he stared at it, unsure of what to do. The liquid inside was bubbling furiously. Jack pressed the buttons on his wrist strap and the top slid open. He looked down at Ianto's body with his hands on the side, gripping tightly. That was when the energy exploded, throwing Jack to the other side of the room where he once more slumped down to the floor. This time, he was completely unconscious.
The energy suddenly reversed itself, all of it plunging back into the tank and concentrating itself on Ianto's heart. Then it disappeared altogether.
Jack woke up, groggy, disorientated and extremely annoyed. He clawed his way up to a standing position with the aid of the wall behind him. Shaking his head, in an attempt to dispel the feeling of dizziness, Jack looked over to the tank. He did a double take and once more rubbed his eyes to make sure that his eyes were not deceiving him.
The tank that had contained Ianto's body was now in pieces, the sides that had been fused together by welding equipment well beyond earth's were now all lying separately around the bedroom. The liquid that had contained the body had (thankfully) disappeared altogether. That would have made one hell of a clean-up job.
Jack swiftly climbed up the ladder and into his office, there was no sign of any disturbance. What on earth had happened now?