TBFTGOG Chapter 3

Jack carried Ianto into Accident and Emergency, a ported saw him and brought a gurney so that he could lay Ianto on it. The ported wheeled the gurney into a cubical, pulling the curtains around it.

"Stay with me, Ianto," begged Jack, taking Ianto's hand in both of his. "Please, stay with me."

Owen went to find a doctor.

"Gunshot wound to the right temple. Exited behind the right ear. I managed to stem the flow of blood, but he's lots a lot." Owen steered the doctor towards the cubical. "He's 24 years old. Six feet tall. Twelve stone. A Rhesus Negative blood group. Usually in good health."

The doctor turned to Owen.

"'e was 'aving a bad day."

The doctor took the tissues and remain ice from Ianto's wound and examined it. "Nasty, but clean."

A nurse entered the cubical and looked at Jack. The expression on his face told her that he wasn't leaving.

"I'd like an X-ray of his head. Urine sample. Blood work. 6 pints of A Rhesus Negative blood. Book an operating theatre for…" he looked at his watch. "3.30pm."

Jack stepped forward. "Is he going to be alright?"

The doctor shook his head, "Hard to tell. I need to see an X-ray. See what damage the bullet did."

Owen put his hand on Jack's shoulder. "I ought to be getting' back. Gwen and Tosh might need help. I think I saw PC Davidson approaching the Bay."

Jack nodded.

"'e's gonna get through this Jack, you'll see."

"Was it my fault, Owen? The boy?"

"No. It was an accident."

Jack sighed. "And this…" he pointed to Ianto.

The nurse stepped in front of Jack. "We need to run tests. I'd appreciate it, if you waited outside while we did them."

Jack nodded, moving out into the corridor.

"I better go. I'll ring you when I get back to the Hub." Owen rubbed Jack's back and was gone.

Gwen was explaining to PC Andy Davidson that Ianto had had a bad day, and it had all ended terribly. Andy wrote out his notes, asking Gwen several times if Ianto intended to kill himself.

"He was really low, Andy. I don't know what his state of mind was like," she lied. "Jack and Owen are with him."

"So, you were all here having something to eat, were you?"

Gwen nodded. "Ianto had just ordered.

"And he excused himself and went to the men's room?"

"Yes."

"Then you heard a gunshot?"

"Yes."

Andy continued to take notes. "Who got to the men's room first, then?"

"Jack, then Owen. Jack called to me for an ambulance."

"But it didn't arrive?"

"No, it was delayed. I don't know why. Jack and Owen took the SUV."

"Have you heard how Ianto is?"

"No. We're waiting for Owen or Jack to phone." Gwen turned to look at Tosh.

"I'm really sorry about this, Gwen."

Gwen smiled. "Thanks, Andy."

"Can we go now?" asked Tosh.

Andy read through his notes. "I think I have everything. Yes, you can go."

"I'll let you know how Ianto is, when we know. Gwen told him.

"Thanks."

Gwen and Tosh made their way back down to the Tourist Office, making sure that Andy didn't see them go in. It was quiet inside, only Myfanwy's wings made any sound as she flew around.

"Getting straight onto her computer Tosh brought up the hospitals records, hoping to see anything on Ianto Jones. She was unlucky. Nothing had been entered yet.

Ten minutes later, Owen entered the Hub. Gwen was eager for information.

"They have to run tests. See if he's done any damage to himself. The bullet exited behind his ear. Missed the brain, but might have done some damage to 'is hearing.

Tosh sighed.

"Jack's gonna call if there's any news."

"How's he holding up?" asked Gwen.

"What can I say, 'e loves the guy. 's devastated. Blame 'imself for the kid getting shot."

"What are Ianto's chances?"

"'e should pull through, but I can't vouch for his mental state. 'e was desperate, Gwen. They're takin' 'im into surgery at 3.30pm. Might know more after that."