The Fight For His Life
~Dean hasn't been sent to hell yet, therefore, they haven't met Castiel (Even though I love Cas)~
Jack was driving down the road when he saw it. The person came out of nowhere. He didn't have time to stop but he still hit the brakes to make the impact lighter. Sam and Dean braced themselves. Ianto, Tosh, and Owen held onto each other for dear life. While Jack took the full impact being in the front. The car stopped completely one hitting the person. Everyone in the car was knocked out. Tosh, being the first to wake up, tried to exit the car. She made it to the door but it was jammed. She crawled back to Owen and tried to wake him, it was no good, he was out cold. She tried her good friend, Ianto, next. She hit his face a couple times lightly. His eyelids fluttered open.
"Tosh?" She smiled at him. "What happened?"
"We hit someone."
"My God. Are they okay?"
"I don't know. The door won't open."
Ianto tried to stand but fell back. "I can't feel my legs Tosh."
She looked down and gasped at what she saw. Ianto's legs were crushed under what looked to be the computer they had installed into the car. It weighing at least 200 pounds, she couldn't get it off without help.
"Tosh, it hurts so bad."
"Don't worry Ianto. You'll be fine. I'm going to try and wake one of the others to help me get this off you. Don't move an inch or it could cut into your legs."
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"Being a friend."
She paused, letting out a tear. She went over to the taller one of the brothers. "Sam. Please wake up." Once he didn't wake, she started to hit him slightly. "Please. I need your help." She heard him groan and her face lite up. "Sam?"
"Ow. What happened?"
"I'll explain later. Right now I need your help."
"With what?"
"Ianto's trapped and I can't get him out."
He looked over to see Ianto's legs sticking out from under the computer. "Oh God." He crawled over seeing as the car wasn't tall enough for him to stand. "Ianto. Are you okay?"
"Never better." He joked.
"Humor. That's a good sign."
He laughed, then coughed from it. Blood dripped out of his mouth.
"Ianto. Are you sure?"
"My lungs hurt a little but I'll be fine." He paused and looked to Tosh. "You're a great friend. I mean it."
"Don't say it like it's the last thing you'll ever say Ianto. It doesn't help me with coping."
"I'm sorry Tosh, but it may be. I can feel it now." He looked back to Sam. "Just leave me."
"But Ianto."
Ianto interrupted, "Sam. My ribs are broken. I think they cut into my lungs. I'm bleeding internally."
Tosh couldn't stop herself from sobbing. Her eyes filling with tears. She cupped her mouth with her hands to keep from crying out loud.
"I'm so sorry Ianto. I wish there was something I could do."
"There is one thing."
"Anything."
"Could you get Jack? I want to say goodbye."
"I'll try. Just don't..."
Ianto finished his sentence. "Don't die." He smiled. "I'll try not to."
Sam made his way up to the front. He found Jack laying unconscious with his head on the steering wheel.
"Jack. Wake up."
When Jack didn't respond Sam looked around.
"Jack you really need to wake up." He paused, thinking, then figured he should try something. "Jack, it's Ianto. He's hurt. He wants to see you."
That did it. Jack started to wake up.
Groggily he said, "Ianto."
"Yeah, Ianto. He wants to talk to you."
He opened his eyes. "Sam?"
"Yup."
"Why does Ianto want to talk to me?"
"Just please Jack. You need to get to the back." He hesitated. "Quickly."
Jack's eyes widened. "What's going on? Tell me Sam."
"If you'll just come to the back, I won't have to tell you. And once you see, you would thank me for not telling you."
He unbuckled as quickly as possible and climbed to the back. What he saw put him in tears.
"Ianto!" He screamed.
"Jack." He coughed out. More blood running down his chin.
"What happened Ianto?"
"The computer fell..." He coughed again. "It fell on my ribs then fell on my legs."
"It fell on your ribs? Are you okay?"
"I am now." He smiled at Jack.
"You don't look like it." Ianto could hear the desperation in his voice.
A groan took everyone's, except Jack's, attention away.
"Dean!" Sam yelled. He climbed to his brother, out of earshot of Jack.
"Sammy. You okay?"
"I'm fine. You?"
"Good." He looked over to where everyone was. "What's going on?"
"Ianto's trapped."
"Then get him un-trapped."
"I can't."
"What? Is it too heavy?"
"Dean..." Sam said lightly.
"Oh no."
Sam looked away.
"He's...?"
"You can't tell Jack. Ianto wants to tell him."
"But... We can't just leave him to die Sammy. He's helped us. Kinda."
"I know. I felt the same way, but Ianto wouldn't let me."
"But maybe we could..." He trailed off, not knowing what he was going to say.
"There's nothing we can do Dean. He's dying." Dean saw something in his brother that he hadn't seen in a while. A tear. "He's dying Dean. A slow death."
"Which is why we have to try and help. Whether he wants us to or not."
The brothers were interrupted by the sound of Ianto coughing once again. Both of them crawled to his side.
"Jack." He said, looking to his boyfriend, "I love you."
"You're going to be fine Ianto. I promise you."
"I'm sorry Jack. But I'm not."
"What's that mean?"
When Ianto didn't explain, Jack turned to Tosh. She shook her head to indicate she wouldn't say anything. He turned to the brothers who just looked at each other.
"Ianto please. Just explain. I can help."
"No you can't Jack. There's nothing you can do."
"Ianto! Please!"
"I'm dying Jack."
"Dying?" He choked out.
"When the computer fell. I told you, it fell on my ribs." He paused, looking him in the eyes. "It cracked some, but broke others. I can feel it. One, just one, went into my lungs. It punctured a hole. That's why I'm coughing blood. It's a small hole though, so I'll die slowly."
"No. You're not going to die at all. Not today." Jack turned to the door. "Anyone try the door?"
"I did Jack." Tosh answered. "It's jammed."
Jack jumped in front of it and pulled the handle. It wouldn't move.
"Sam?" Jack pleaded.
Sam went next to him and helped him. Dean came too. All Tosh could do was stand there and comfort Ianto.
"I'll miss you Tosh." He said.
"No you won't Ianto. Cause Jack is going to get you help, and you are going to live."
"I always loved your optimism Tosh. But there isn't a way. I can feel death approaching."
Dean overheard their conversation and when Ianto said that, his eyes widened. "Death." He said aloud. "Sammy!" He screamed.
"Dean! What's wrong?"
"Death! Death is coming!"
"Death!"
"Guys?" Tosh questioned.
"Right, sorry. We know him." Dean answered.
"You know Death?"
"We met him a couple times. He even made Dean him for a day." Sam replied on Dean's behalf.
"If I could talk to him, maybe he could help Ianto!"
"You think it would work?" Jack asked helplessly.
"It wouldn't hurt to try." Dean responded.
"But how are you going to talk to him?" Tosh asked nervously.
"I'm going to have to die."
"Dean." Sam said worriedly.
"If it helps Ianto, then I'm willing to."
"What if it's not even him, but one of his flunky reapers?"
"Well, then I'll have to deal with them, but I'm not going to let this man die today. I just can't Sammy."
"Then I'm coming with you." Came Jack's voice.
"You can't!" Dean yelled.
"He's my boyfriend, Dean. I want to help you make the deal." He stared at Dean. "And I'm going to come, whether you like it or not."
"Jack." Ianto coughed.
"I'm doing this for you. My boyfriend. And you're not going to be able to stop me. No matter what you say."
Ianto sat there, unable to speak.
"Guys." Tosh yelped. "I think he's drowning in his own blood."
"We'll need to hurry." Jack cried.
"Sam. You'll need to..." Dean trailed off knowing that Sam knew what he would say.
"I can't Dean. Not again."
"Either you do it, or I will." He handed his younger brother his gun. "Please. We need to help Ianto."
Sam took the gun and aimed it at Dean's forehead. "I'm sorry." He pulled the trigger and Dean went limp.
"Now me Sam." Jack ordered.
"Jack. Can't you just let Dean do it alone?" Tosh pleaded.
"I'm sorry Tosh. I always come back though." He smiled at her then looked to Sam. "Do it." He closed his eyes and heard a gun shot. Everything went black.