Ianto Jones was dead. Jack had to tell the others. He shook himself, looking around. The dog was sat on the other side of the road, staring at him. It looked as if it was smiling; mouth open, panting slightly. At that moment, Jack wanted to take out his Webley and shoot it dead. Dead, like 'Oh, God!' He covered his face with his hands, tears streaking his already wet face. How was he going to tell the others. Especially Toshiko. She and Ianto had this bond of friendship. No, it went deeper. Much deeper. Like kin.
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Toshiko put the plate on the table, straightened the table cloth and sat down to eat. It was her favorite; Pork with cashew nuts and roasted vegetables. Ianto had cooked it for her when he was on suspension and she loved it. Halfway through the meal, the phone rang.
"Hello? Hello? Is there anyone there?"
"It's...Jack..."
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Owen snuggled up to his latest one-night-stand and tried to sleep. The storm raged outside, rain lashing against the window. He knew it was far too early to go to sleep, but well, a warm body was a warm body, and he needed one tonight.
As he turned over for the umpteenth time, the phone rang.
"Hello!"
"It's Jack..."
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Gwen cuddled the cushion as Rhys pulled a face.
"It isn't real, you know," he told her.
Gwen scoffed. "Of course it's not! I've seen real aliens!"
The phone rang and Gwen beat Rhys to it.
"It better not be bloody smiler Harkness."
"Hello?"
"It's Jack."
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The three Torchwood members stood beside Jack in the Hub. Each looked serious, like statues.
"Well?" asked Owen
.Jack looked from one to the other.
"I got out of a nice warm bed for this." The Londoner was less than pleased.
"Owen!" This from Gwen.
Jack sighed, getting their attention. "Ianto's dead."
Owen frowned. "What?"
"Jack?" asked Tosh.
"He swerved to miss a dog. The SUV went into the river," he took a breath. "I tried to get him out. His seat belt... I tried to body breathe with him." He shook his head. "He's gone!"
Tosh began to cry.
"I'm sorry. I tried. God, I tried!"
Gwen touched Jack's arm, but he moved away from her touch.
"I wanna be with him at the hospital," said Jack. " But I didn't want to tell you over the phone."
It was Owen's turned to move forward. " I'll go with you."
"Jack?" asked Gwen.
"I'm sorry. Go home...both of you."
The two women looked at each other.
"But, Jack..."
Jack wasn't listening.