Mind On the Run Chapter 2
TWTWTW
Jack knelt beside the bed, putting his finger under Ianto's chin and lifting his head so their eyes met.
"Lisa is dead, Ianto. She's been dead for two months."
Ianto looked into clear, blue eyes.
"But I can still hear her. She wants me to help her."
Owen looked at Jack. "We need to get him back to the Hub. I can't do anything for him here."
Jack nodded.
Ianto held the covers close to his body, his fingers turning white from holding them too tight.
"Ianto, you need to get dressed and come back with us."
Ianto didn't seem to hear.
'Ianto, help me, please. If you loved me at all, you'd help me now. It's so dark and cold down here. Help me!'
"I did love you, Lisa….I do love you." The tears began again.
Owen helped Jack get Ianto out of bed and into some clothes, then they took him down to the SUV. He didn't struggle.
"I'll meet you in the autopsy room." Owen told Jack.
Jack nodded.
Ianto was in the front passenger seat. Jack had put the safety belt around him and Ianto was holding onto it for dear life.
"She won't be quiet! I can't stop her!"
'You think more of them than you do me. I thought you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me. Ianto!'
"Make it stop!"
"Owen will give you something to help it stop." Jack told him.
Getting into the drivers seat, Jack buckled up and headed towards Cardiff Bay.
"I tried to stop them, Lisa. I really tried." He whimpered.
'I never thought you as weak, Ianto'
"I'm not weak! I tried!"
'Not hard enough'
Parking the SUV in the underground garage, Jack helped Ianto out of the car and in through the lower door, three floors below the information centre. They had to go down one flight of stairs and along a corridor, before they emerged in the main Hub area.
Owen was already in the autopsy room, filling a syringe with a cocktail of drugs. Tosh was standing by the railing, overlooking the room. Gwen was at her workstation.
"Don't put too much liquid Tamazapam or Diazepam together, he might never wake up else."
Owen nodded.
Jack ushered Ianto down the stairs to the autopsy table.
"Sit," said Owen, taking one of the young Welshman's arms.
Ianto looked around, fear plain to see on his face. "Is she here? Is Lisa still here in the vault?"
'You know I am. Can't you feel me?'
Jack looked at Owen and nodded.
"She can't hurt you, Ianto. She'd dead." Jack told him.
Ianto looked around him. "She's here, I know she is. I can't get away from here. It's all my fault."
"No, it isn't. You loved her. You did the best you could. There was nothing you could do to save her, you have to understand that," said Jack. "Nothing."
"She wants me to suffer, like she's suffering." Ianto raised tearful eyes on Jack. "Like you made her suffer. You killed her! It was you! You did this to me! You!"
Ianto lashed out at Jack, hitting him in the face. His lip began to bleed, as Jack caught hold of his arms, holding them tight to his chest.
"Ianto? Ianto!"
"I should never have come here. You never understood about me and Lisa."
Jack shook his head.
"All you care about is Torchwood. You never once asked me about me!"
"Ianto…."
Ianto wriggled free. "Leave. Me. Alone."
Owen moved up beside Jack, pushing the needle into Ianto's thigh.
"No!" Ianto tried to push Owen away, but the drugs were already taking effect. "I hate you, Jack Harkness. I hate yooouu." Then he slumped sideways, asleep.
"He's ill Jack, really ill. Paranoid, definitely."
"So what do we do?"
"Keep him sedated, for now," replied Owen. "It might have been comin' on for sometime, I don't know. You're closer to him than we are, Jack."
Jack looked up quickly.
"He talks to you, not us." Owen looked at Tosh. "We went round to see him during his suspension, but he didn't say much. I got the feeling he was waiting for you. For your forgiveness."
'My forgiveness' thought Jack.
"I couldn't go round to see him. I'm his boss. It wasn't….possible."
"Try tellin' him that," Owen said, looking at the sleeping Ianto.