I Am The Man Who Can Never Die Chapter 10, a Supernatural + Torchwood Crossover fanfic

Chapter 10: Angels most wanted list.

A/N: Okay, so I have almost finished typing up this story. And soon I'll be embarking on my next work: 'Torchwood Miracle Day. Featuring Ianto Jones.'

The three hunters were sitting at the dinning table with Ianto. The Welshman had become subdued through out the day as he tried to think of an escape plan. He thought about just making a break for it and coming back for Jack with a UNOT squad but he couldn't leave him behind, Jack had been left behind too many times. The others had finished dinner almost two hours earlier and yet Ianto still sat pushing his now cold meat around the plate now and then taking a small bite.

Bobby had finally had enough, he didn't really know Ianto but he was the same age as Sam, a kid who was in way out of his depth in this situation, or at least he was unable to take control of the situation. Bobby turned into father mode, "Come on, eat it up before the rats come boy," he said it in the most affectionate way he was capable of when it came to a prisoner.

"I don't understand why you are holding us here," Ianto said softly, "Jack has been on this planet for so long, protecting it, guarding it. He is no threat."

"So you say, we only have your word and a document that says he may have been in World War II but there is no proof that is actually him," Bobby said as he sorted through some papers Dean had bought up, "What the hell?"

"What is it?" Sam asked looking over at the paper, "W-What?"

BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF

BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF

There was the distinctive flutter of an angel, the four men turned to see Castiel standing at the door to the library, "Your prisoner has escaped," he informed them in his usual emotionless voice.

Without missing a beat the three hunters were on their feet racing down to the basement after a couple of seconds Ianto followed them. Dean threw open the door and found an empty room, "How the hell did he escape!"

Ianto's heart clenched as he stepped into the room picking up one of the sheets of paper that were scattered all over the floor.

BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF BAD WOLF

"The void between different dimensions has been damaged and bits of other places are bleeding through, it is a result of the seals been broken," the four mortals jumped when Castiel began to speak stepping into the panic room, "We underestimated the power of what was leaking through," he looked around, "I should have come and collected the prisoner earlier, but we thought he would be safe."

Ianto turned to look at Castiel, "Where is he?" he demanded, he was shaking with fear and anxiety.

"His escape was not of our doing, but we must retrieve him at all costs," Castiel said gazing at Ianto for a long moment.

"Why? What is so important about him?" Dean felt as if he was finally going to get some answers and Castiel did not disappoint.

"Jack Harkness is a fixed point in time and space," Castiel sighed trying to think of the easiest way to explain it, "He is a fact. Perhaps we should go sit down?" he suggested, this would be a long explanation.

Bobby and Dean sat down on the lounge while Sam took up residence in the office chair which he rolled around near the lounge. Ianto lent back against the desk in the library watching Castiel with deep suspicion and fear, who was he to know anything about Jack?

"Dean," Castiel started as he stood before the three hunters, "Remember when I told you that time was fluid and that through a lot of effort we were able to bend it?"

"Ah yeah?" Dean seemed confused by the question.

"Time is only fluid for normal people, well for most people and angels alike. But there are people like Jack Harkness who have the technology to move in time and space with ease."

"With his Vortex Manipulator." Ianto said softly, no point in keeping secrets, Jack had left him behind.

Sam cocked up an eyebrow, "Oh. the 'I Spy' game?"

"Wait is that Vortex thing that bracelet thing on his wrist?" Dean asked, while sipping his beer.

Ianto nodded, "It doesn't work though, it broke some time ago. Well some time in the Earth's Future," no point adding that it had been repaired and re-broken several times.

Castiel nodded, "Jack Harkness was born or more accurately will be born in the fifty-first century. He becomes a time traveller. As angels we can only monitor what he does so long as he is on Earth. We have tracked him down no matter what period of time it is trying to figure out why he is immortal. But because he time travels we are never sure how far away he is from the point he became immortal. All we know is that in Eighteen-sixty-nine Jack Harkness, came to Earth as an immortal being," his eyes flicked over to Ianto who was watching with an intense look of concentration, "You are his companion, do you know how he became immortal and when?"

"The future," Ianto replied softly, "he never gave me a date, he just said that in the future. He said it was… the Bad Wolf," he lowered his eyes.

Castiel continued, "We have gone to every point in Jack Harkness' past and tried to kill him, but there is a force that protected him even when he was mortal, what it is exactly we are unsure of."

Ianto's head snapped up, "Why are you trying to kill him!" he shouted in anger.

Castiel remained distant and removed, "Jack Harkness is indestructible, unstoppable, if demons were to get their hands on him and discover his secret it would mean the end of the world as we know it," his eyes were now fixed on Ianto, "You are his companion, so why did he leave you behind?"

Ianto's throat tightened unable to think of an explanation of why Jack would leave him behind when he decided to escape. The Welshman swallowed trying to keep his composure, "Obviously he thought I would be safe here."

Castiel moved over to one of the shelves and removed a book, the title read, 'Bad Wolf', "These words are scattered all over time, this 'Bad Wolf', what is it?" the angel turned to look straight at Ianto who shrugged his shoulders, "It appears around Jack several times in the past. Why?"

"The Bad Wolf made him immortal," Ianto answered simply.

"You fear this Bad Wolf?" Castiel prompted.

"I fear its implications," Ianto was proud by how steady he kept his voice and how calm he remained. He swallowed, "When ever those words show up I know that Jack will leave."

"Why?" Castiel pushed trying to find out the secrets of Jack Harkness the man that had to be captured at all costs.

Ianto let a small smile of pride touch his lips as he thought of his amazing lover, "Because Jack is a hero, a child of time and when he is called to fight he runs to help."

"What I want to know is how he escaped the panic room? He was chained up and locked in there," Bobby growled, that room was meant to be the perfect fortress and the prison and yet, somehow Jack had escaped.

Ianto closed his eyes, he felt abandoned by Jack, he would always come second. Jack may always come back for him but he would also leave to go with him.

Castiel also frowned, "Ianto, you said that his Vortex Manipulator was broken."

"It is, but there are other people who have working time machines who could have come for him."

Castiel frowned, "I will have to converse with my superiors. Jack Harkness is a weapon that must fight for us," he looked at the three hunters, "Keep Ianto Jones here, he may prove useful to us."

"I am not a bargaining chip!" Ianto snapped, "I have nothing to do with this, whatever this is."

"We have been monitoring Jack Harkness over the years. We have witnessed the evidence of your relationship," Castiel seemed slightly awkward sharing this information, "I believe Jack Harkness will come back for you."

"I'm a hostage?" Ianto swallowed thickly, his heart pounded in his chest.

Castiel nodded, "If you wish to see it that way," he let his eyes sweep over Sam, Dean and Bobby, "make sure he doesn't leave," with that the angel disappeared.

Ianto scowled, at the three hunters, "I don't want to be a part of this. I will not be used as a weapon against Jack."

"I don't think you have a choice in the matter," Bobby replied in his usual gruff voice although he did feel pity for the boy.

Still scowling Ianto stormed out of the house and into the salvage yard, "I'll follow him," Sam said quickly jumping to his feet and chasing after Ianto, "Ianto!" he called after the other man as he chased him across the salvage yard, "Ianto! Wait!" he grabbed his shoulder turning the Welshman around to face him.

"No!" Ianto shouted, "I have had enough! I have had enough of all this shit! I don't want to be involved anymore!"

Sam rested his hands on both of Ianto's shoulders, "I know. Believe me, I know exactly what you are feeling, you wouldn't believe some of the stuff I have gone through in the past few months. But we can't run away. It won't solve anything. And if you run away Jack will never find you."

"He will, he has all of time to find me," a tear rolled down the Welshman's cheek and he quickly wiped it away, he felt so lost without Jack, he hadn't even realised how much he had grown to rely on the man, "But, I don't want him to."

If Sam wasn't confused before he was now, "What? Why not?"

"Because I can't live like this anymore. All I want is a normal life. It is all I have ever wanted. I thought I had one, working in London. Then the Cybermen came, I couldn't let go of what I had seen, I couldn't leave Lisa behind. So I found Jack and Torchwood three. I threw away all my chances of been normal."

Sam started to laugh, "Ianto Jones, you and I are more alike then you could ever imagine."

Ianto swallowed thickly, "How?"

Sam and Ianto ended up sitting on the bonnet of a wrecked car, Sam told Ianto about his life as a hunter, his escape to college and how he was dragged back into his old ways. Ianto who was dealing with sensitive information gave Sam a vague outline of his own story and about how he had come to be the lover of an immortal.

"I'll never understand why Jack chose me," Ianto said softly, "God knows I am nothing special. I grew up on an estate, I made myself a false front so people would think I was from a well to do family. I lied to Jack about my family, I don't have the guts to tell him the truth. I don't want him to think less of me."

Sam gave Ianto a small smile, "I'm no expert on relationships, my last one finished with my girlfriend getting killed by the same demon who killed my mum, but I can tell that he cares about you. A lot. When you were asleep in the car, he covered you with his coat and ran his fingers through your hair."

Ianto laughed, it was nice to hear someone else notice the affection Jack showed him, it confirmed for Ianto that it wasn't all just in his head. And that maybe this relationship meant more to Jack then just sex.

Ianto had found the coffee machine at the back of one of the cupboards. After giving it a thorough clean and inspection Ianto deemed it suitable to brew coffee in. The Welshman found Bobby's coffee beans, they weren't fresh nor were they of a particularly good quality, but they would do the job for him. Ianto worked in silence taking comfort in the choking buzz of the old coffee machine and the aroma of coffee beans.

At the stove Bobby was cooking bacon, eggs and toast for everyone. The old hunter turned to Ianto, "The instant stuff would have been easier and quicker to make, you know."

Ianto looked up from his work, "Yes, but it also wouldn't taste as nice. I have been in America for two weeks. Trust me I need a good coffee and if that means a lot of effort, so be it," he watched as Bobby turned back to his work. Ianto put one of the cups under the machine and flicked the switch causing hot coffee to cascade into the mug. The Welshman tested it, satisfied he made three more cups and began to place them around the kitchen table.

Dean observed this from the kitchen doorway, "These laced with retcon too?" he asked accusingly.

Ianto said nothing instead he raised the mug and took a drink from it, "I don't think so," Ianto replied quietly.

Conceding his defeat Dean walked into the kitchen and sat down turning to look at Bobby, "Sam is just in the shower."

Bobby nodded as he began to dish up breakfast. Everyone tucked in and they were soon joined by Sam. Bobby was the first to try Ianto's coffee, and Ianto had to hide a smile of pride when the older man let out a small noise of delight, "This stuff is amazing."

Sam looked at his own mug and took a sip, "Who made this?" he asked looking between Bobby and Dean, neither had ever made something this amazing.

"I did," Ianto said softly, "I am after all the 'teaboy' at torchwood." He quoted Captain John Heart. Deep down he felt proud of himself. But quoting the old lover of Jacks just made him realise once more how insignificant he truly was. Jack would live forever and he would forever be a blip in time.

"It can't be that good," Dean said sceptically as he picked up his own mug and took a sip, he slowly lowered it, "I take that back."

After breakfast Ianto helped Sam wash up, he was becoming rather fond of the youngest Winchester. They had a lot in common and were even interested in many of the same subjects. Ianto knew he was still very much a prisoner, but even so he found himself starting to feel at ease around the other three men. This peace was not to last.

The flutter of wings immediately alerted the four mortals that an angel had arrived. Castiel stood in the middle of the library silent as the four men gathered around him. His eyes fell on Ianto, "You must come with me."