As promised, chapter 3... kind of a filler chapter... i just wanted to explore Stephen a bit, i imagine no matter how sad Jack is over loosing Ianto, that would hit him hard too...
"And what is this Doctor of yours supposed to do jack?" Gwen questioned when he told her of the plan to get him to help. She wasn't too keen of this time lord, after all, trouble seemed to follow him wherever he went and it was him who stole jack from them last year...
"His ship brought me back from the dead, remember?" Jack would not see a flaw in his plan, not when he was so sure the Doctor would be the one who could bring Ianto back to him.
"And he didn't even do that right!" She shrieked "Or are we forgetting the fact that: You. Can't. Die.?" The way she punctuated every word felt like several stabs in the chest to Jack; yes, he wanted Ianto back, but he wouldn't give the curse of immortality to his worst enemy.
"This is different, Gwen" He rebutted desperately.
"How is this different?" Gwen leant back on her heels and crossed her arms over her chest. She knew she was right...
"It's different because... becasue this is Ianto. You don't understand what it is to lose someone, Gwen. The closest you came was losing Rhys after Billis ran amuck and even then he was up and running in no time."
"Hang on a second, when did I die?" Rhys, who until know was simply watching the exchange interrupted.
"Not now sweetheart, this is important!"
"And besides," Jack continued, "There must be something he can do, there's always a way...."
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Jack walked out of the cold stone grey building, feeling as though he hadn't left Thames House for months.... in reality it was only 72 hours or just enough time to avoid his own daughter for killing her son, and begin some serious clean up. He actually thought that clean up was rather pointless given that the whole world knew something was going on and it was only a matter of time before someone called 'alien intervention...' But it gave him something to do; he could forget the look on his grandson's face as the signal resonated through his body, killing him slowly and painfully.... he could forget the look on his daughters face as the sinking realisation of what was to become of her only child dawned on her.... Jack knew Stephen was a good kid, he was polite and curious and he always loved to hear 'uncle jack's' make believe stories of a mystery time traveller and all his adventures... Jack always looked forward to the day he could tell the boy that the man was him, he missed his chance and he would dearly miss having that family to go to, A fraction of normality in a world of weevils and mayhem....Now his only flesh and blood would look at him with pure disgust.... and he knew she was right to do so...
Ianto was right, thought jack as he blinked back fresh tears which were stinging his eyes, I am a monster....
Jack had organised the cleanup of all of the dead bodies, coordinated their removal to a proper holding facility or to their families to be buried or cremated. He found it hard to feel sorry for all the lives that had been lost when in reality only one death had struck him hard.....
But, he thought, need not dwell on it, the doctor will bring him back to me...
Ianto, jack refused to consider him as a body yet, had been taken to a morgue in a nearby hospital, he was just lying there waiting for jack to save him.... and he would do so if it was the last thing he did...
Jack continued walking, although he did not know where to, he just walked and walked and walked... he was quite surprised to see that he had walked to the park where he and Ianto once walked through with an ice cream after the incident with the Space Whale. Ianto decided Rhys and Gwen shouldn't be the only two allowed to enjoy a frozen treat on a sunny day, so he's grabbed jack's coat and they were off. Ianto smiled a lot that day, jack remembered. And as a result he found himself smiling back then too. He found it amusing how the prim and proper Ianto could quite easily regress to the age of a five year old at the promise of a 99 with a flake and strawberry sauce... And after spending hours in each other's company they planned to go for a meal, before being called in to cover the Hub as Gwen had decided to take an impromptu trip to France and couldn't take her night shift...
Jack found himself smiling for the first time in days... "When you're back," he spoke to his memory, "And you will come back, I'll take you here again someday, I promise...And you'll get your meal out too."
As the words silently left his lips a familiar noise caused Jack to turn around, a noise that filled him with hope and fear both at the same time.... he turned around and behind him on top of a grassy hill was a very familiar blue box.
There's a doctor in the house!
Question for you lovely people: If season 4 goes ahead would you watch it without our teaboy should he not be saved? If so, under what conditions? Leave a review and tell me :D