He'd never seen a grown man cry so much. Especially not such a large man. But that was to be expected when one was just told that the woman they loved, the woman they planned on spending the rest of their life with was dead.
He yawned as he made his way down into the hub. It had been a long night to say the least, and having to come in extra early to clean Ianto's body up as best he could considering didn't help.
He was hoping to get in quietly so Jack wouldn't hear him and hang over his shoulder to watch every move he made while taking care of what remained of Ianto. With the headstart he had on the scotch the day before, he doubted he'd have much trouble in that area.
"Owen?" he heard Jack's voice call out.
Damn, he thought, so much for that.
"Owen!" Jack's voice became more demanding.
"Jack?" he called as he made his way down to the autopsy room. "What are you doing?" he asked as he stopped and stared at Jack taking measurements of Ianto's body.
"It's not him." Jack said breathlessly.
"What?" Owen asked, dazed by the sight.
"It's not him." Jack repeated. "It's too short. It's not Ianto."
"So, who is it?" Owen asked, stifling another yawn. "And where is Ianto if this isn't..."
"I don't know." Jack said. "All I know is that this isn't him."
"Jack, with the damage done to him in the explosion." Owen began as he put a hand on the other man's shoulder.
"Damn it, Owen, don't patronize me." Jack said as he moved back away from Owen. "This isn't him. I don't know who it is or where Ianto is, but I'm going to find him."
"I'm sorry." Owen said as he watched Jack grab his greatcoat and head for the door. "Where are you going?"
"Out." is all Jack said.
"Okay then." Owen mumbled as he turned his attention to the body on the autopsy table. "If you're not Ianto, then, who are you?" he asked as he set to work.
Jack slowly walked around the area where Ianto's car had been sitting. Bits of glass, metal, leather from the seats, carpet and a layer of sand they had put down to soak up the fluids from the car littered the ground around him.
"No one saw him." Jack mumbled to himself. "No one saw him get in."
He walked around, growing frustrated by the fact he had no idea what he was looking for. Finally, sighing, he headed to the SUV. He'd look around Ianto's flat. He didn't know, once again, what he was looking for, but it couldn't hurt.
That's what he thought at least. That it couldn't hurt. That was until he let himself in and looked around. Everything nice and tidy, in its place. Ianto's knack for being organized was a bit frightening at times really.
He poked around in cupboards, closets, dressers, medicine cabinets, still with no real knowledge of what he was searching so diligently for. Growing more and more annoyed with himself and the situation Torchwood was in, he decided to head back to the hub to see if Tosh and Owen had found anything useful.
As he was about to leave, a beeping noise caught his attention. Following the noise, he found what he had originally thought was nothing more than a remote control. Looking at it more closely, he realized it was an artifact the team had found a month or so before. It was among the wreckage of a ship that had landed in the middle of a farmer's field a few miles outside of Cardiff.
Picking up the device, he headed back to the hub. When he arrived he found a livid Owen pacing back and forth, glaring at him when he walked in.
"Did you turn your comms off?" Owen asked.
"I forgot to turn them on." Jack answered, curious as to what had Owen so bothered.
"Tosh isn't here." Owen pointed out.
"After yesterday, she's probably taking some time." Jack replied as he took out the device he'd found at Ianto's.
"I've called her flat, tried her mobile and nothing." Owen said. "Why the hell are you being so nonchalante about the fact that she's not getting in touch with us?"
"Sorry." Jack said. "My mind is wandering."
"Well, I'm going over to her place to see if she's there." Owen said as he grabbed his jacket and headed for the door.
"Do you know what this is?" Jack asked him as he held up the device.
"No." Owen said. "Tosh was supposed to do some checking, but never got round to it."
"I found it at Ianto's." Jack explained.
"Lovely." Owen said impatiently. "I'm going to Tosh's now. You coming?"
"Yeah, I think that would be a good idea." Jack said as he stared down at the strange thing in his hand, still beeping away.
"Why did Ianto have that at his place?" Owen asked as they adjusted their seatbelts.
"I don't know." Jack shrugged. "All of us know the policy on not taking things out of the hub..."
"But we've all done it anyways." Owen finished as he flew around a corner.
"But why this?" Jack asked as he stared down at it. "And what does it do?"
"Dunno." Owen answered as he slammed the brakes in front of Tosh's building. "Still no answer." he said as he tried to call her again.
The two men quickly ran to Tosh's flat and knocked on the door. As Owen's fist touched the door, it slowly swung open.
"Tosh?" Owen called.
They slowly walked in, listening for any sound. Nothing.
"Tosh!" Jack called as he spotted an overturned table.
"Jack." Owen said as he read a piece of paper that was taped to the wall.
"What is it?" Jack asked as he moved to stand next to Owen.
"He's taunting us. I can't believe this! You think you know a person." Owen said as he handed the note over to Jack.
My dearest Jack and Owen
I want to express my deepest sympathies on your recent loss. Such a shame to die so young, so unexpectedly. And so close to her wedding day. Poor Rhys, so broken up. Just as you were Jack. I can just imagine your heartbroken sobs when hearing of my death.
"Ianto?" Jack asked in complete shock. "It can't be..."
"Well according to the note, it is." Owen said. "He's got her. He's got Tosh."
"No." Jack said as he looked back down at the partially read note. "This isn't Ianto."
"Who then?" Owen asked, hoping Jack had a good answer.
"I don't know..." Jack mumbled as he turned his attention back to the letter.
I have to thank you for this chance, Jack. You've all proven to be the most fun of all of my conquests. Thank you, sincerely. Don't worry about Tosh, you'll be seeing her again, soon enough. Though, you may not care for what you see.
"He's going to kill her, Jack." Owen said.
"This isn't Ianto." Jack repeated as he darted out of the room, Owen right behind him.
"Where are you going?" Owen asked as he tried to keep up with the taller man's strides.
"That device." Jack said as he opened the door to the SUV. "Ianto doing all of this and that thing are connected."
"How do you know that?" Owen asked. "Maybe your precious tea boy just harbors a very dark, demented side."
"It's not him!" Jack hissed. "I know Ianto, and this isn't him."
"Even if this thing has something to do with it, it doesn't change the fact that Gwen is dead and that Tosh is next." Owen pointed out.
"I'm going to find him." Jack said as he climbed behind the wheel. "I'm going to find Ianto, and Tosh, and I'll prove to you that this isn't really Ianto." he promised as he slammed the door and took off, leaving Owen standing on the sidewalk staring after him in confusion and fear.
A/N: Okay, finally I've gotten around to doing another chapter. I'm going to be starting a Robin Hood fic when I'm done with this chapter, so I'll be going back and forth between the two, so hopefully I can keep up. Hope you enjoy this chapter, and that not too many of you are too appalled by Ianto's naughties.
