A/N - Again, sorry for the short chapter (it looks longer on paper, honest!) - but this story is not on hold, more has been written already and should be up soon.
This chapter focuses on Ianto! Enjoy.
As soon as he'd walked into the room Ianto had known that this vile creature chained before him was the Doctor. However limited the Torchwood file on the Doctor had been, it at least contained images of each of the Doctor's incarnations. Ianto had studied them long and hard through those cold winter nights after Jack had left. He studied them almost to the point of insanity, knowing that one day he would recognise the Doctor and take revenge on him for stealing his lover away. And at last he had found him. Fifth incarnation - pretty one this. Ianto knew from the files that Jack had originally met with the Doctor's Ninth incarnation and it stood to reason that the version he'd run off with couldn't have been younger than that. Jack was too careful of the timelines to let that happen.
Ianto mused that Jack – the bastard – would have loved have met this pretty little incarnation, all blond and timid, and so English! Especially for a Time Lord. Simpering fool, acting as if he were in charge even though he is chained to the wall and at my mercy! Ianto's eyes flashed as he looked the Doctor up and down before beginning to speak.
"My Master, this is that man that I told you of. The one that stole my lover from me. This so called Doctor has ruined my life. First bringing the cybermen who killed Lisa, then seducing my boyfriend away from me. I must have revenge. Master, I must have revenge on this Time Lord." His voice laced with venom, Ianto spat on the ground at the Doctor's feet, offering him no more than an accompanying sneer, before turning to the Master with pleading eyes.
"I have hurt the Doctor many times, I have even killed him, this incarnation is my creation Ianto, and I will gladly give it to you – on one condition. Let me have the pet, what's his name Doctor? Turlough? Let me have Turlough, Ianto and you can do to the Doctor anything you choose. He will be yours, entirely. Do you agree?"
"Yes" breathed Ianto, "Yes, thank you, my Master".