Vomit flowed out of Jack's mouth and plopped into the toilet, he cringed at the sight, mixed colour of brown and yellow with lumps of food fell inside, mixing with the water, it wasn't nice to see when he was throwing up, he began to deteriorate further. He gagged; his stomach was trying to expel some further vomit, but there was none left. His throat was turning sore; the leftover of the vomit was drying in his throat, it felt like dried rust.

Pants echoed the walls, Jack was the cause of it, his eyes were bloodshot truly the colour red, water dripped from his dark fringe, falling into the toilet's water amongst the vomit. He grimaced at the toilet, it was one of the most disgusting things he's seen in his life time, plus it was from him! Jack collapsed further, only stopping when his head smacked the tiled floor. He had turned weak from his vomiting; he had no strength left in his body, all his strength was transferred to his stomach.

His body felt like crap, every portion ached and was extremely weak, he was also suffering from tiredness, his body was in a worse condition. Jack sniffed, his breathing had highly increased, tears were forming in his eyes, his body ache so much.

Jack tightened his body into a ball; tears of droplets escaped his eyes, flowing down the left side of his cheek, until it reached its destination on the ground. A wet patch was beginning to form underneath Jack's cheek, he had been crying for 2 minutes.

He flinched towards the cool hand on his right shoulder, he didn't realise his temperature was that hot. More importantly, how long had Ianto been there? Jack felt the presence of Ianto by his left side, Jack didn't bother lifting his head up, if he did then he would see Ianto's worried face, he hated it when he saw Ianto worried, he hated it even more it Ianto was worried at him. Instead Jack stared straight ahead towards the wall, blinking every so often, counting the cracks on the wall.

"You okay Caraid?" Ianto asked, smoothing Jack's shoulder. He had been woken up by Jack's cry, finding him not beside Ianto on the bed, he decided to investigate, finally finding Jack curled up on the ground in front of the toilet, something was up.

Jack came back from counting the numerous cracks, so far he had counted 25, he hasn't even done a quarter of the wall yet. Jack dared to shoot a glance towards his lover, but he needed to see Ianto's gorgeous face more than anything at the moment. Jack took his pace at lifting his shattered face up to meet Ianto's gaze, when he saw Ianto's eyes, he knew he should answer. His mind filled with complete guilt, he was being selfish towards Ianto.

"Yeah" Jack croaked, he had admitted his body was slowly recovering, but not has fast as he liked, heck even a stab wound would heal quicker than this! Ianto wasn't very concerned at Jack's answer, it sure didn't sound like he was okay, Ianto gave it another go.

"Are you sure? You don't look fine, and your voice sounds dry" Ianto asked, smoothing Jack's cheek down by his finger.

"I'm fine real Yan, I just puked in the toilet that's all, I'm just tired and weak from the experience, you know the feeling?" Jack croaked, his throat was completely dry, he mouth was free of saliva, he couldn't gain any, his throat was too dry. Jack glanced back up towards Ianto and found him nodding in agreement.

"Yes I'm afraid I do, the best way is to drink lots of fluids for your throat, the liquid suitable is water" Ianto explained, Jack groaned, he gets enough of it at the bar, he didn't want any at him own flat too! Jack's groan turned into a cough, it was rough and sore. "Come on Caraid, the soon you drink to the sooner your throat will heal" Ianto announced, wrapping an arm round Jack's shoulder, supporting him off the ground.

Jack moaned at the movement, he wasn't ready for his body to move that quick, he was still gaining his strength back. Jack wrapped his arm around Ianto's shoulder; it helped him with his weight along the journey. On the way out Ianto made sure the toilet had been flushed before they were dismissed from the bathroom, the last thing he wanted was the whole entire flat smelling by the stench of vomit.

Soon they reached the kitchen; it was just outside the bedroom, but right next to the front room. Ianto half supported Jack, whilst searching the cupboards for a glass. He succeeded with both situations. The glass was placed under the tap with the blue label; Ianto turned the tap, allowing water to fall inside until it was full to the brim.

Once Ianto was satisfied with the glass he turned his attention towards Jack with the glass in his lower hand.

"Drink this" Ianto spoke, lifting the glass to Jack's gaze, Jack eyed it and simply answered with,

"I don't want to" Ianto frowned.

"You need to drink it so your throat can get more moisture, it's too dry Jack" Ianto tried again.

"No, I get enough of that stuff at the bar!" Jack croaked, Ianto wasn't impressed.

"You don't need to drink water at the bar, you just choose to because you have to stay on alert for the rift, but I need you to drink this Jack, do it for me please" Ianto asked, holding out the glass, Jack eyed it once more then sighed in annoyance. He snatched the glass from Ianto's soft grasp, the glass brushed Jack's lips. He was only doing this for Ianto, slowly he tilted the glass, the water flowed inside Jack mouth and down his throat. He sighed in satisfaction.

His throat felt like heaven, the water was cleaning his throat clear, making all the vomit travel back down to where it belonged, in Jack's stomach. Ianto smiled towards Jack, it was rare when Jack followed Ianto's orders, but Ianto's orders were always about his health.

Ianto placed Jack into a small embrace, "What's happened to you baby?" Ianto asked, planting a kiss on top of Jack's spiky hair, Ianto rocked both of them, trying to think of an answer responsible for Jack's health, but he thoughts led him to a blank, he didn't know what was wrong with Jack at all.

Which meant they both didn't know that Jack was pregnant.

Please Review, -R