Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, the BBC does. :(

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Author's Notes: Ha ha! I was a bit mean but my friend Amy-Lou thought it was a good idea so, Thank you Amy-Lou. So this it what happens to Ianto no-body knows. I don't actually know yet. I'll just have to see what my brain and my fingers write. LOL!!! :D This is the longest chapter I have written yet.

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Chapter 4 – What Happened after What Happened(???)

Ianto felt a cloth being held over his face and then darkness, he wasn't completely knocked out but floating in and out of consciousness. He was aware of strange clicking noises and almost squeaking like noises. Ianto was also aware that he was being moved but his brain was fuzzy and numb and so couldn't do anything about it. He had no idea what was going to happen to him and he felt terrified.

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Mean while back at the Hub, it was now 7pm, Jack was in the shower wondering about his date with Ianto. Jack thought about what was going to happen and what he should say. But he felt better as the warm water flowed over is body and relaxed him. He decided that after he got dried and dressed that he should phone Ianto and see if he still wanted to go o n the date and what Ianto wanted to do.

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Ianto awoke to find himself in a cell, where, how or when he did not know. How long had he been unconscious for? Ianto's brain was still fuzzy and he couldn't really think. He stood up and rubbed his temples with his thumbs to try and clear his head but it didn't really work. Ianto walked about his tiny cell and noticed that his cell door had a tiny window; he looked out of window and saw nothing but a long bleak corridor with more cell doors. He saw people (what he thought was people) patrolling the corridors, however their faces were distorted almost likes masks but with a job at Torchwood, who knows what they could be.

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Jack was getting worried; he had trying to phone Ianto for about half an hour and no one answered each time he tried. Jack got Tosh to track down where Ianto's phone (and hopefully Ianto) was. Tosh reported to him that it was in Ianto's hallway but it was impossible to tell if Ianto was there or not. Owen suggested that someone go over there to see if he was there or not. However Owen was not intending himself for this job but Jack made it an official order so Owen couldn't really disagree. Owen moaned to himself all the way to Ianto's flat, right up until he got to the correct floor. Well he didn't want Ianto to hear him. Owen knocked on Ianto's door. No reply, he knocked louder, still no reply. So Owen crouched down and looked through the letter box, he couldn't see anyone but there was Ianto's phone lying on the hallway floor just has Tosh had said. But there was no Ianto as far as he could tell.

"Ianto!" Owen shouted…no reply.

"Come on mate, Jack is really worried could you at least let him know your okay!" Still no reply. Owen would never admit this but he was worried about the Tea Boy.

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Ianto had been watching the guards carefully, there seemed to be a regular pattern but escape would be impossible without another person or a gun. One of the guards spotted Ianto watching what was going on and walked over to were Ianto's cell.

"Oi! You!" shouted one of the guards, the guard's accent was rough and from what Ianto could tell was probably from Liverpool.

The guard opened Ianto's cell and grabbed him by the collar of his tee-shirt pulling him out and marching him down the corridor.

"The boss wants to see you"

Ianto just nodded for lack of anything to say.

They walked for a few minutes before stopping at a large wooden polished door. The guard pushed Ianto inside and shut the door behind him. There was the strange clicking and squeaking noises again but the room was dark and he couldn't really see what was going on. The lights in the room came on, which seemed like they came on by themselves. Ianto's eyes took a few minutes before they adjusted to the light. In front of him was a large table and at the head of this table was, well actually Ianto wasn't sure, it looked like no alien or human or special effect he had ever seen in his life. It looked completely human except, his eyes where small and beady. Its nose or should that be snout, was that of a pigs and it was grinning at him except instead of teeth it had large pointing canines, no tongue but a sort of thin pencil shaped tube, it moved about just like a snake's tongue. It hissed and clicked at him, squeaks and all sort of grunts came from this strange alien. Although when Ianto thought hard about it, he couldn't remember anything in the archives about these. Ah the archives, how Ianto longed to be within the strong concrete walls with the feeling of contentment and belongingness.

Ianto was snapped back to reality when another of the strange guards (who were wearing masks) stepped forward and said

"I am the interpreter for the Amandosians. You shall address all questions to me and using this alien technology I shall interpret all dialogue"

Ianto cleared his throat and thought of what to ask. He eventually thought of a question and began to ask

"I am James Smith from Cardiff, why have you kidnapped me?"

The interpreter ran it through the machine and it began to emit strange noises in what Ianto could only presume was the Amandosian's native language. The alien looked at Ianto and laughed or what Ianto presumed was a laugh, it was high-pitched and gurgled a bit. It reminded Ianto of when Lisa used to giggle at the things Ianto used to do especially to make her laugh. Ianto felt his stomach twinge when he thought about Lisa.

After some Amandosian laughter, a hushed silence fell upon the room. The alien looked thoughtful, well from what Ianto could tell anyway.

Again it began to emit the strange alien language. And thus the interpreter began to speak.

"We have studied you for some time Mr Jones; there is no use in lying to us, we know everything about you and about Torchwood."

Ianto kept his face relaxed and hopefully an unemotional mask. The alien looked at Ianto closely, probably trying to figure out some form of weakness.

"Why have been studying me, I can't possibly have a use to you?"

This time it was the alien that spoke, which was strange seeing as there, was an interpreter and the alien seemed not to know English but apparently it did.

"I grow tired of this interpreter" The alien raised it hand and clicked its fingers, two of the other guards rushed in and grabbed the interpreter, the pulled him into another room behind the Amandosian, the door was shut and all that could be heard were screams of torture and pain. These did not seem to affect the alien but the affected Ianto. Ianto tried not to hear them, he held his hands over his ears to try and block it out but it just didn't work. The man's screams died away and the two guards came back in. Ianto realised that this would be a fight for his own survival.

"You wish to know why I have brought you here?" The alien said in a whisper which was just audible.

"Yes" It was all that Ianto could manage to say, fear had replaced is power of speech.

"Very well……Years ago, before you joined Torchwood, my people, the Amandosians, tried to invade your pathetic planet, or so we thought, your planet's defences were strong, we had a 2 day battle, it was finally ended when Jack blew up our entire army; my family, friends and entire colony was there, he slaughtered them all and now, I get my revenge!!!"

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Author's notes: Sorry about being mean again but it seemed like the perfect place to stop. It took me two days to write this chapter, I kept changing bits. It seems to have worked out okay. Please R&R cause I like to hear what you think about it and if any one has any ideas could you please tell me because I'm not sure what do to after the next chapter. :D