So... chapter four :) Thank you for the alerts etc, but please do review too, if you can? xx
Jack had rang ahead, when Ianto was out of ear-shot, and told the team to "play nice, he's a bit shaken." So when the two walked into the room, even Owen refrained from asking too many questions.
"So, Ianto, is he... okay?"
"Yeah," Ianto nodded, "he woke up."
Owen smiled. "Well, take it from me, that's good news, yeah?" Ianto looked at him expressionlessly and said "I think I'll go down to the Archives, if that's okay."
"You want some company down there?" Tosh asked.
"No! No, thanks, I'll be… I'll be fine." Ianto dismissed her, before leaving. The room was silent; everyone was looking down at the floor, not wanting to catch anyone's eyes.
Owen spoke first. "Shit," he remarked offhandedly, "what happened there, Jack?"
"I left the room, he was… well, as you'd expect, when I came back, he said James had woken up and he was like that…" Jack said quietly.
Owen frowned. "I know that, well, we know he was killed and stuff, and that it was when Ianto was there. But does anyone else get the impression that he's not telling us…"
"The truth?" Jack interrupted.
Gwen shook her head. "He's just really cut up at seeing him again, imagine if someone you'd loved just turned up again-"
"Whoah, hold on," Jack stopped her. "Nobody said anything about them being lovers!"
"Yeah, so they were just friends?" Gwen asked sarcastically.
"Yeah, otherwise Ianto would have told us-" Jack said hotly, "and he didn't!"
"Guys," Tosh said "Ianto just left the building."
They all span round to face her. "What?" Jack asked, "I thought he went down to the Archive?"
"He… sort of… slipped out of the back way." Tosh murmured, sounding worried.
"We have a back way?" Owen asked. "Seriously?"
"Shit," Jack swore. "Follow him."
"Already on it," Tosh replied, her fingers whizzing over the keyboard as she relayed instructions to the computer.
A grainy CCTV image came up and the room fell silent as they all watched Ianto on the screen, as he drove to-
"That's where we found him, yeah?" Owen asked.
"Yeah."
Ianto on the screen searched frantically, obviously looking for something. There wasn't a bush he didn't look under or area of ground he didn't scrutinise. Eventually, when it was obvious that whatever it was wasn't there, he collapsed to the ground as if he hadn't noticed the snow.
Even without Tosh zooming the image in, it was clear that Ianto was crying.
"Tosh," Jack said slowly. "Check the CCTV of the hospital."
"Hello, my names Ianto Jones." He smiled at me, just as new, just as scary as everyone in this massive place and I smiled back, weakly.
"Hey," I said, pathetically. "Um…"
"You're new here, right?" he said. "Let me show you around?"
I agreed happily, glad to see someone- especially someone that good looking- was going to help me.
I realise, now, that that was… stupid.
"He's looking for something," Jack said. "That much is obvious." They'd just seen the hospital footage, seen Ianto search the man's body, seen the man wake up.
"But what?" Owen asked. "If this is going to endanger us- if it's another Lisa-"
A look from Jack cut him off.
"Tosh…" Jack said, slowly. "See if you can find any CCTV, anything, from when he died."
It didn't take Tosh long to find some images of James Jarrett lying on the street, torn open. Gwen, who'd seen much worse, reeled back with a look of disgust on her face. The next image Tosh clicked on, however, showed Ianto leaning over the body, tears easily distinguishable on his face.
"He looks so young," Jack murmured.
"They guy- James- he looks the same," Owen said. "Surely that means that-" he stopped abruptly at the look on Tosh's face. "Oh…"
"What's that?" Jack asked, peering over Owen to see the screen more clearly. Ianto was looking at a man- or woman- behind him, a mysterious figure in the shadows, positioned just so they couldn't see its face.
Ianto was shown clearly handing something to the figure, obviously that he'd taken out of the dead mans pockets.
"Zoom up."
The item was something obviously not human, although clearly Jack had no idea what it was.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I don't know," Owen said sarcastically. "How would I?"
"Well then- find out." Jack said angrily. Owen looked at him, about to retort, when he noticed that the anger wasn't directed at him, for once.
It was directed at Ianto.
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