Hi there. Torchwood Tea Girl here, although TTG or Jenny are fine also. Well, fanfiction . net have finally let me upload my first Torchwood story. Couldn't think of a more imaginative title, so Night Terrors will have to do. I hate coming up with titles. Anyway, onward and upward!
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or anything associated with Torchwood although I am getting series one and two for Christmas (I hope!).
As Captain Jack Harkness and Gwen Cooper approached the site of the murder, the crowd of policemen immediately divided in front of them. The faces of Torchwood had long since been established by the Cardiff police department, leading to a lack of questions whenever the black jeep pulled up at a crime scene.
Ducking under the police tape, the pair carefully inspected the body that lay upon the grassy floor. Blood covered the torso of the poor teenaged boy whose eyes were open and blank, staring forever at the night sky above.
Jack knelt down and gently cupped the boy's head in his hands and tipped it to one side. This revealed the only wounds on the whole of the boy's body; a pair of tiny punctures on the neck, just below the left ear.
"Not another one," Gwen said with a sigh as she watched Jack from above. "That makes three this week."
Nodding, Jack replaced the boy's head against the ground and stood up. A look of worry covered his face as he looked out into the darkness of the woods around them, just in case something was still there.
"This isn't good," he finally said, looking back down at the boy.
"What do you think it is?" Gwen asked, gazing at the team's leader.
"Can't say for sure," was the swift reply. "I want to have a good look at this one though. Maybe there's something we missed."
He turned on his heels and waltzed over to one of the policemen who had been watching the scene curiously. Turning on the Captain Jack charm, he asked with a broad grin, "Have you had any luck identifying the body yet?"
"No," the policeman answered, looking a little flustered under the older man's penetrating gaze. "No luck at all, sir."
"Then I guess you won't mind if we keep this one. For investigative purposes only, of course."
"Of course," the man forced out, seemingly unable to find any reason to question the Captain's request.
"Good," said Jack, patting the policeman lightly on the back. "Excellent job, by the way."
Winking, Jack left the poor man to stand blushing in the dark field. He shrugged his shoulders cheekily when he saw the look that Gwen was giving him, but at least he'd managed to secure the body.
"Alright, Ianto. We're coming home."
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"Yes, sir," Ianto Jones replied as Jack's voice could be heard though the communication device wrapped around his ear. "I'll have everything ready for your return."
He had to admit, he was slightly jealous. He knew that the Torchwood Hub had to be watched in case of a sudden flux in the Rift, but did that mean that Jack always had to take Gwen with him on field work? Although the Hub was like a second home to him, he certainly spent enough time in it, Ianto was starting to get a little bored of the same setting everyday. He'd have to make a special request for more time outside when Jack returned.
Until then, he decided to keep himself busy. He quickly and efficiently tidied away the remains of their take away dinner and placed any dirty dishes into the sink to soak. The dissection table was ready and waiting. Ianto hated spending too much time in Owen's old workspace, just like he did whenever he found himself in front of Tosh's computer. Jack and Gwen were exactly the same, but they didn't spend as much time in the Hub as he did. They didn't end up fighting back their emotions and tears in the dead of night after finding a discarded mug or note from their former colleagues and friends.
Shaking his head as though to shake the sad memories away, Ianto snapped back into action, his usual emotionless mask back in place even if he was the only one to see it.
By the time the rest of the team had arrived, he had a mug of steaming coffee ready for both of them. He'd even readied the relevant papers for when they had to explain this latest death in a long line of unexplainable deaths.
As Jack walked into the Hub with the body of a young boy, he gave Ianto a small smile, which the Welshman returned, before placing the body on the table in the autopsy room.
"Thanks, Ianto. You're a life saver," Jack said, gratefully accepting the hot beverage and taking a brief sip. "Excellent as always."
"You're too kind, sir," Ianto replied, handing the other mug to Gwen who'd followed Jack in.
"So, who's gonna do the honours?" she asked as she stood by the boy's head, her arms folded across her chest.
Jack shook his head. "There's no point opening him up. None of us would know what we're doing."
A silence fell over them as they thought about the snide comment a certain doctor would have made in agreement with Jack.
"We know the cause of death anyway," Jack continued, moving the boy's head once more to reveal the two tiny marks on his neck. "Same as the other two. Blood loss after the severing of the jugular vein. Though, we're still no closer to determining what did this."
"I still say its vampires," Gwen piped up.
"And I still say that's bordering on the ridiculous," Ianto argued.
"But it's not completely dismissible," Jack countered with a frown. "There's no smoke without fire, after all. With so many alien life forms in this universe, the odds are that one is vampire-like."
Gwen and Ianto nodded at Jack's point, but Ianto still didn't look convinced.
"I'll have another look on the database," he suggested, already heading back up the stairs to the workstations. "I might have missed something."
"Ianto Jones missing some information? I think hell would freeze over before that happened," quipped Jack with his usual school boy grin.
Gwen laughed in agreement as Ianto vanished from sight above them.
"Do you really think it could be vampires?" she asked Jack, turning back to him. "I was only joking."
"I really don't know, but as the bites are the only marks on the victims' bodies it's the only lead we have."
Nodding, Gwen stifled a long yawn, blinking beadily at Jack afterwards.
"If you don't need me for anything else, I think I'll head home. Rhys will be wondering where I am," she said, quickly stifling another yawn.
"Don't worry. We'll finish up here," Jack replied, patting her on the back. "Get some sleep. See you tomorrow."
He watched as Gwen wearily collected her things together and left through the main door. It was only when the Hub was sealed and the alarms bells had stopped that Jack returned where the work stations were to find Ianto.
True to his word, the youngest member of the team was sitting at one of the computers, tirelessly searching through the massive Torchwood database for anything that might help their investigation.
"Any joy?" Jack asked, stopping behind Ianto's chair with his hands resting on the younger man's shoulders.
"Some," Ianto replied, keeping his eyes on the screen. "There have been cases of vampire-like creatures in the Torchwood archive, but there's nothing substantial. No real information. Only links to fictional occurrences, such as Dracula."
"Well, I'd call that information. Who's to say that books such as Dracula weren't based on actual meetings with vampires that were merely covered up and claimed to be hoaxes."
"If you say so, sir."
"Ianto, what I have said about this 'sir' business?" Jack commented with his usual charming smile.
"Sorry, sir…Jack. Old habits," responded Ianto, turning slightly to smile sheepishly up at the Captain.
"What does it say then?"
Turning back, Ianto clicked on the link and scrolled down a website dedicated to ghosts, zombies, vampires and everything remotely gothic.
"There are a lot of different beliefs, but they all seem to centre around specific things. If you get bitten you become a half-vampire and develop a craving and dependency on blood. By drinking the blood of another the transformation is complete and the victim will forever be a vampire. They're not fond of garlic, holy water or crosses. They can be killed by putting a steak through or essentially destroying the heart. Destroy the 'head' vampire and the rest will be destroyed while any half-vampires will return to their human form. Pretty basic stuff."
"Good work, Ianto," Jack praised while rubbing his hands in anticipation. "Now that we've got all the information we need I think it's time we went back to your flat and discussed your…job description."
Standing up, Ianto gave Jack a small smile as he straightened out his jacket and tie.
"Is that what we're calling now?" he asked, watching intently as the older man leaned forward until their faces were almost touching.
"You can call it whatever you like, Ianto," Jack replied, his breath warm on Ianto's cheek. "As long as it gets you into bed with me."
Their lips met in an instant as they pressed their bodies against each other. Jack's hands reached up to gently caress Ianto's hair who, in turn, wrapped his arms around Jack's waist. In the dim light of the Hub, their silhouettes merged together until they looked like one person.
Ianto was to first to pull back, licking his lips in a tempting way that he knew would drive Jack wild.
"Why'd you stop?" Jack asked, his hands still entangled in Ianto's dark locks.
Simply smiling, Ianto removed Jack's hands, kissing them both before letting them go.
"I wanted to leave you with just a taster of tonight," he whispered, his voice becoming husky. "I'll meet you at my place. I've just got to make sure everything is secure here first."
Jack laughed slightly at this.
"Ianto Jones. Professional first and foremost. Alright, see you soon, but don't make me wait too long."
Nodding, Ianto set about switching off the computers as Jack walked away. He quickly turned to watch as the Captain disappeared behind the huge, circular door, a smile once again playing on his lips.
He quickly did everything that needed to be done; turning off lights and machines that would just waste energy, making sure the rubbish had been tidied up, and putting away any mugs and dishes that had been left by the kitchen sink. It was only when he went to grab his coat that he realised the body of the young boy had been left on the table in the autopsy room. Cursing at Jack's distraction for making him forget such a crucial item on his to-do list, he went to check that nothing had happened to it. He'd have to put in the morgue the next day with Jack's help.
When he reached the top of the stairs, however, he was shocked to find that the body had vanished. All that remained was the pool of red blood that seemed so bright on the white tiled floor.
Confusion and worry flooded through Ianto. Had one of the alien escaped from the prison cells and had moved the body? Was someone else here with him in the Hub? He slowly pulled his gun out from inside his jacket and held it in front of him.
Movement from somewhere behind him caused his to spin and face the other way, but he couldn't see anyone there. Slowly, he began to creep across the floor towards the computers, his eyes darting all around him, searching for movement, but failing to find any. He reached the chair he'd been sat on not long ago and tapped the comm. device in his ear.
Before he could even say a word, he was tackled around the waist from behind as something pulled him down to the ground.
Ianto struggled under the weight of another body on top of his, desperate to throw it off of him. He soon realised he wasn't strong enough and was easily flipped over by the attacker so that they were face to face.
The previously dead boy stared down at him. His eyes were red and wild, his mouth curved up into a vicious and hungry grin. Before Ianto could do anything, the boy had lunged forward and ripped into the skin around Ianto's neck.
Crying out in agony, Ianto felt the warmth of his own blood as it began to spill forth from the wound, but it was quickly lapped up by the boy. Dizziness came too soon as the boy continued to feed off of him, draining him of energy and life until Ianto's eyes closed and his mind fell into unconsciousness.
Excellent! Chapter one, done. This is the first of a four chapter story just to let you know. I know, lazy me, can't be bothered writing any more than that, but that's just where the story ends for me. Either way, please review so I know you all liked the first chapter and chapter two will be up later this week hopefully.