A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's….though I wished the guys….*sighs*

Brooklyn continued wavering in and out as the combination of painkillers and sedatives worked through her body. She could hear voices but couldn't distinguish them as they blended together and echoed in her mind. Owen was watching as she would wake up only to fall back asleep. He knew she would be in a great deal of pain as Gwen had ripped a sizeable chunk from her head. Dean had slipped away to track down Sam and Ianto, though the hunter knew exactly where his brother and Welshman were.

Gwen was seated firmly at her computer seething over getting her ass whooped by red haired devil. Brooklyn was proving to be harder to thwart as she knew it was her who downloaded the photos and emailed them to Jack. Tosh had flashed her looks of disgust while Owen would merely shake his head in disbelief. Jack had locked himself away in his office wishing to be left alone. As she sat there going over paperwork and pretending to appear immersed in work, Gwen was plotting out her next strike against Brooklyn.

Sam and Ianto were sprawled out on the bed once again with limbs entangled and wrapped in one another's arms. The hunter had dozed off and was snoring lightly against the pillow. Ianto couldn't but help to smile at the sight. No matter what path he chose, Sam was going to stay in his life and for that Ianto could never be thankful enough.

"Sam! Ianto!" Dean's voice boomed as his fist pounded against the door. Ianto quickly slipped from Sam's embrace and grabbed the sheet around his waist.

Dean was about ready to kick down the door but the heavy clicking of the door knob followed by the swinging of the door prevented him from doing so. Ianto stepped out draped only in a thin sheet.

"Dude, you couldn't put on some clothes?" Dean moaned.

"I apologize for my appearance but you carrying on out here like a madman," he arched an eyebrow.

"Sorry but all of us have tried calling you both but I can see you two were rather busy."

Ianto looked over seeing Sam still fast asleep on the bed. He turned back to face Dean who was keeping his eyes on the Welshman.

"What's the matter?"

"First get some clothes on, second wake Sasquatch up and tell him to get dressed. Seeing my brother sprawled out like that is just wrong on so many levels."

Ianto rolled his eyes and padded towards the room and closed the door. Dean let himself in and closed the front door behind him. He spotted several articles of clothing on the floor creating a trail that lead straight to the bedroom. The hunter shook his head and looked away refusing to let any mental images of his brother naked and rolling around with the Welshman.

"Dean can you toss my pants and shirt?" Sam's arm was extended out the door and hand waving at him. Grabbing what he considered the safest part to touch, Dean quickly put the jeans and shirt in the outstretched hand watching it snap back inside. Thirty minutes later both men stepped out showered and dressed.

"Bout time you two got pretty," Dean rolled his eyes.

"Now what the Hell is going on?" Sam crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at his brother.

"While you two were wrestling around, Brooklyn kicked Gwen's ass."

Ianto's mouth dropped open and Sam's eyes went wide.

"What happened?" Ianto stood to fetch his jacket.

"Brooklyn left our room and headed to Torchwood bent on confronting Gwen. She wasn't there at first and Owen did have her calmed down until Gwen popped back in. It if wasn't for Jack breaking them up Gwen would be six feet under by now. But Gwen did rip a good part of her hair and scalp out from her head."

"Oh my god," Sam slipped his jacket on and headed towards the door with Dean and Ianto on his heels. As they rushed towards Torchwood, Ianto prayed his friend was alright.

Jack slipped from his office unnoticed and walked towards the infirmary. As he made his way down the hall, the immortal prepared for whatever sharp tongue wits the hunter had for him. But that would be unnecessary once he saw her through the window. Jack saw Brooklyn in a slightly sad state. Part of her head was covered in gauze where Gwen succeeded in getting a dig in the hunter. Cuts and scrapes covered her arms and face showing the other woman had fought back. He stepped inside getting a better look at the fiery hunter.

Jack pulled up a seat and just sat there watching as the hunter's chest lifted and dropped in a deep steady rhythm. He studied his adversary seeing for someone of such small stature she was fiercely protective of those she loved and wasn't afraid to take anyone on who threatened them. Jack did have to admire her tenacity however. He thought back to those photos and realized he had overreacted and instead of hearing Ianto out, he blew up and lost his temper possibly pushing him away once and for all.

"Brooklyn…." Jack started to say but stopped unsure of where to even begin. Instead he stood and went back to his office but not without a dark set of eyes following him. Gwen watched as Jack left the infirmary then headed back to his office. She had to think of something that would put another bit of doubt in the immortal's mind.

"That red haired devil isn't going to come between Jack and me," she whispered to herself as she decided to do a little digging into Brooklyn's past. There had to be something that she could use against the hunter and discredit her in anyway.

Ianto Sam and Dean reached Torchwood and raced straight to the infirmary. Ianto froze then headed in seeing Brooklyn resting on the bed. He sat down beside her and took her hand in his.

"Brook, what did you do?" he sighed.

Brooklyn's eyes fluttered open and she slowly shifted her head on the pillow in the direction of Ianto's voice.

"Hey…." She groaned and winced in pain.

"Brook, why did you do it?" Ianto gently pried.

"Fucking bitch sent those photos….."

"How do you know that?" Ianto questioned.

"Laptop….log….." she managed to say.

Dean pulled her laptop out of her bag and handed it to Sam. The hunter pulled up the laptop's activity log and handed it to Dean. He scanned the times and spotted a time that was unaccounted for.

"Here she was in her little conference with Jack and I was with Tosh and Owen," he pointed out the entry. Sam took the laptop back and continued searching. He noticed at the time in question there was a transfer though it didn't list what was. Sam got an idea. Opening up her scrapbook, the hunter opened the three photos that had been shown and looked at the times they were modified or last viewed.

"Found something guys. These three photos were modified or viewed within minutes of the transfer listed here."

"Well Brooklyn had justification in believing it was Gwen," Ianto felt sick as the thought of Gwen stooping to something so low. He had viewed her as a friend but now he was beginning to wonder.

"Dean?" Brooklyn was waking up even more and was trying to sit up. Dean swooped in and helped her sit up against the pillows.

"Better?" Brooklyn smiled as nodding would only hurt.

"I see someone has finally decided to wake up," Owen walked in and started looking her over.

"How is my patient feeling?" He examined her eyes seeing the pupils dilate as expected.

"Sore but coherent," she said slowly. Owen chuckled earning him the finger from the hunter.

Dean just kissed on the lips happy she was back with the world of the living. Brooklyn looked over at Ianto and saw the haunted expression that had cast a shadow across his face.

"Ianto," she called out. The Welshman looked up seeing sad grey eyes looking at him.

"I'm sorry for causing you this pain but I had to," she sighed.

"Brooklyn, I'm not mad at you. I can understand why you felt compelled to act out like you did. You were protecting everyone you love."

Brooklyn smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

"You should know me well enough to realize I don't let anyone fuck with my family."

Dean suppressed a laugh, "Just call her Don Corleone."

Brooklyn rolled her eyes and felt the drugs exiting her system. Her body was still sore but better than before. Her stomach rumbled loudly causing everyone present to laugh.

"Hey I'm starved! I haven't eaten in oh say about a day now."

"You sure?" Dean asked.

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" She fired right back.

Dean laughed and got up dragging Sam along despite his protests on leaving Ianto alone.

"He'll be fine with Brook, Ginormo. I swear you're worse than a chick."

Jack heard the voices of the brothers going down the hall and out the door. He wondered if Ianto was here. Quickly he jumped up and dashed out the door. Gwen heard the hurried footsteps of the immortal and watched as he vanished through the doors to the infirmary. Tosh looked over and shook her head and flashed a disapproving stare. Gwen blew her off and made her way towards the double swinging doors. She hung out on the other side of the door close enough to hear any conversation.

Ianto looked up seeing Jack standing there with relief in his eyes. Brooklyn tensed but then relaxed wondering what the immortal had to say.

"Ianto," he heard his voice shake.

"Hello Jack," Ianto responded back in his sexy tone.

The immortal felt his heart pounding as he approached the Welshman. His eyes caught the warning glare Brooklyn's eyes were flashing at him. He knew despite her temporary setback she would still drop kick his ass. Jack knew he would have to choose his words wisely.

"Ianto listen, I wanted to apologize for being so…."

"Harsh? Cold? Being an all around asshole? Jack, you didn't give me a chance to explain those photos. Instead you came out with guns blaring and fired away. You shot first then didn't even ask questions. How do you expect me to feel right now?"

Jack was taken aback at Ianto's barrage but knew he deserved it. He had treated Ianto like shit.

"Ianto please just hear me out."

"Jack, what am I supposed to think? Whenever I even remotely bring up the subject of this supposed relationship you tip toe around it and always make up an excuse. You claim you want my trust but yet how can I believe you when you're asking members of our team to partake in our sexual dalliances?"

Jack knew he was referring to asking Gwen to play naked hide and go seek. Brooklyn watched as Jack continued to be on the hot seat. This was between the Welshman and the immortal and she wasn't going to intervene. A part of her wanted Jack and Ianto to work it out but with the way Jack was acting she was starting to think maybe Sam would be the better man.

"Did you forget how much pain and time I endured after what happened to Lisa? Maybe Owen was right when he called me the part time shag. You aren't exactly opening up your heart to me and making your feelings known."

Ianto was right; Jack wasn't sure what he was feeling. He didn't know if he was in love with the Welshman but he did have some feelings for him.

"Ianto…." He started to say but the Welshman held up a hand.

"Save it Jack," Ianto got up and walked away but not before saying goodbye to Brooklyn.

Jack could only watch as Ianto turned and walked away leaving him alone with the hunter. Brooklyn looked up at Jack keeping a neutral expression the entire time. Here she was fighting in his fucking corner and he couldn't even say one damn thing! He was really getting to be a pain in her ass. At this rate she was bout two steps away from letting Gwen hook her claws into Jack and let him learn the hard way.

Now before you all chase me with pitchforks and torches.....Just be patient and all will come out I promise.....