Jack glanced at Owen and Tosh again. The pair looked like the information was a bit of a shock, and they still didn't have a plan. Jack sighed. He'd hope he wouldn't have had to resort to his scheme, but it didn't look like he had a choice.

"Now, men, let's be reasonable," Jack said, trying to distract their attention whilst his hand moved slowly to his wrist com. "Suzie killed herself the first time."

Jack continued to ramble, gently pressing a button, before moving his hands behind his back. He started signalling to the other two, only hoping that they were watching and understood. Then he pressed another button.

"Oh and I forgot to mention our pet didn't I?" Jack reached in his pocket slowly so as not to startle the men into doing anything. He bought out a bottle of protein sauce and squirted it all over the floor at the men's feet.

"What pet?" They asked, frowning as they watched Jack empty the bottle.

The three of them paled when they heard a squawk as Myfanwy was released from her cage in the Hub. Jack knew that they'd have to cover it up. After all, it was the middle of the day and there were bound to be hundreds of people who saw it, but Tosh could manage a cover story.

"Wanna give me Gwen?" Jack asked, as the Pteradon flew full circle before dive bombing the men, heading towards the smell of the protein sauce.

Whilst the men were distracted trying to move away from Myfanwy, Tosh and Owen dived forward, grabbed Gwen and bought her out of harms way. She had a gash along her collar bone, but nothing too serious. Owen pulled a clean piece of cloth out of his pocket and put pressure on the wound.

Jack meanwhile, took hold of the smallest man and whilst his companions ran for cover, he was at the mercy of the captain.

"Now you are going to take me to Ianto and if you have harmed one hair on his head, I will make you regret the day you heard the name Torchwood," Jack growled, pulling out his gun and holding it to the mans head.

Ianto had begun wandering about his cell, looking through the random objects contained within, just to give himself something to do. He didn't want to get bored in case the memories of what those men had done came back. He was sore and ached everywhere, but he kept moving round. Anything was better than remembering.

Bo had popped in and out whenever she could, and each time she looked worse. Ianto had no idea how long he'd been trapped there, but he guessed it couldn't be more than twenty four hours. He was basing this on his own bodily functions though and couldn't be more accurate.

He sighed as he sat down. If Tosh were here, she'd have been able to work out exactly how many hours they'd been trapped. She would've known where the weak point in the door was and they could've escaped. She would've been company if all else failed.

Ianto was slowly going insane. He didn't think he was ever going to see anyone other than Bo and the men who trapped him here. Maybe the others would just give up on him. It wasn't like he contributed much to the team. He was the tea-boy for god's sake, he was hardly irreplaceable.

He thought he heard someone coming down the corridor. He waited with baited breath the way he did each time, hoping it was Bo, or even better still, that it was Jack and Torchwood. When the door opened however to reveal a man stood in the doorway, a man Ianto didn't recognise, he shuddered and retreated further into the blanket he had.

"You ok?" Owen asked, as he Tosh and Gwen followed Jack and the man to wherever it was the Costello's had their base.

"I'm fine, Owen," Gwen said, rolling her eyes. She had a hand over her left collar bone, holding the makeshift dressing in place until they could get back to the Hub to stitch it up properly.

"I'm just trying to do my job," Owen replied defensively.

"I know, but honestly, I'm fine," Gwen smiled weakly. "It doesn't even hurt that much."

"Alright," he nodded. "Let me know if it does start to sting, I think I've got some paracetamol in my pocket somewhere."

"Ok," Gwen sped up slightly as Jack threatened to disappear from their view.

They came to a stop in front of a house and then gestured towards it.

"There you go," he said. "There's a whole series of underground cells. You're friend is in one of them."

"Right, you can lead us to him then," Jack said, shoving the man towards the door. He wasn't going to let the Costello brother get away that easily.

The man sighed, rolled his eyes and agreed to lead the way. Considering he was meant to be Suzie's very protective brother, and he was supposed to be avenging Suzie's death, given a gun pointing at his head and he soon changed his tune.

They travelled along many corridors through the underground system of the house, before they finally came to a halt in front of a door that was slightly ajar. The brother opened it further to reveal a man standing over a cowering bundle of blanket.

It took Jack a minute to recognise the bloody face of Ianto Jones. The fear in his eyes made Jack's heart ache.

"Step away from the Welshman," Jack said to the man who was getting ever closer to Ianto, holding what looked like a whip.

The man saw the gun and almost growled at the brother who had lead Torchwood to this place.

"You idiot!" He said. "You weren't supposed to bring them here under any circumstances!"

"I didn't want to do this in the first place," the Costello leading Jack moaned back.

The other opened his mouth to say something, but he was stopped short by a gun shot ringing out. He stared at Jack opened mouthed for a moment, before looking down and seeing blood pouring out of a wound in his stomach. He collapsed and Gwen gasped.

"Jack," Tosh warned, but Jack turned on the brother who'd lead them there and shot him too.

"No one hurts my friends and gets away with it," Jack growled, trying to calm his breathing down.

Ianto stood up then and ran into Jack's arms, sobbing. They'd finally found him. Ianto was finally safe. He was finally going home.