Page helped Ianto back into the hub, his arm rested over her shoulder and hers around his waist. As they walked in, they were met by Tosh, who had an incredibly concerned look on her face. Page glanced around her and saw Owen, sitting in his chair, his wrists tied to the arms of the chair. "He tried to follow you," Tosh answered simply.
"Thanks Tosh." The thank you did not come from Page though, it came from Ianto. Tosh, Gwen and Owen looked at the two of them.
Jack made his way through the group to wrap his arms around Ianto. He lifted Ianto's chin and pressed his lips to the younger man's. Page glanced down for a moment, sadness in her eyes. "There was a spike in rift activity where you were Page. Did something happen?"
"Did something happen?" Again, it was Ianto that responded, and Page remained quiet. "Did something happen?" He looked at Jack and rolled his eyes.
"Jack." Page's voice was soft, quiet, very unlike Page's.
"Umm… Tosh?" Tosh turned back to Owen and jumped, remembering he was tied to the chair. She rushed over and untied his wrists. Owen stood and looked over at Page and Ianto.
Jack looked down at Page, confusion in his eyes. "Jack…"
"Page…"
"Not quite." This time Ianto's voice answered. "Hi…" He smiled and rolled his eyes. "Fuck. How do you walk with…. Gah." Ianto, or… Page, squirmed and rolled her shoulders. "I need coffee." He stalked off towards the coffee maker and Jack looked down at "Page".
"Ianto?" The redhead nodded. Jack looked her up and down, trying to fight the smile on his face. "You… you switched bodies?"
"No, I've always had these Jack." Ianto replied, pulling up Page's shirt and flashing the entirety of the team. Owen smirked and she rolled her eyes.
"The Rift spike?"
"I just decided to hijack Page's body and take it for a test drive…" She looked down.
"How do you work this fucking thing!" The yell held Ianto's voice, but Page's impatience as he… she? Kicked the counter with a loud groan.
Jack looked back and forth between the two of them. Then he grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her up close to him. "You. My office. Five minutes." With that Jack let go and walked back into his office. As soon as he was inside and the door closed Page and Ianto burst out laughing.
"That was brilliant Page." He walked up to the redhead and smiled.
She laughed and caught Ianto as his legs gave out. "Easy." She helped him sit down on the couch, sitting down next to him. "Owen," she whispered, calling the doctor over.
"You two didn't…" Owen knelt in front of Ianto, looking over his wounds. He had burn marks littering his torso, electrical burns. Page shook her head in answer to Owen's question.
"The Rift spike? Did something happen?" The concern and worry in Tosh's voice was evident, and she had every right to be concerned.
Page nodded. "The Quickening… when… when I killed Caelan." There was a hint of sadness in her voice. "It must have, must have been at the same time… Something like this has never happened before." She glanced over at Ianto. "It went to him. I… I don't think there were any adverse effects from it though. He seems to be all right."
Ianto stood slowly, against Owen's wishes. He made his way into Jack's office. Page stood in front of him for a moment. "Ianto, are you all right?" He smiled and gave Page a kiss on the forehead. She sighed and let him walk passed. As he did Page felt his hand smack against her backside. "Whoa, tiger," she said with a smirk. Owen stood, to stop him but Page placed a hand on Owen's chest. "Leave them." She looked up at Owen and smiled. "Tosh had to tie you up?" She glanced over at Tosh and smirked. "Kinda kinky Tosh." The four of them sighed, relaxed a little. It was a comfort to have Ianto back. Jack let the team go home which they eagerly took the offer. It was a general consensus to let Jack and Ianto have some privacy.
Owen and Page returned home, she looked over at the young doctor and smiled. "You could have gotten yourself killed Page."
"But I didn't."
"But you could have. You willingly walked into a situation where-"
"Owen!" She shook her head, rolling her eyes. "You don't get to lecture me on putting my life in danger. You died trying to play hero. I'm not arguing about this. Go to bed."
"Do you even realize what could have happened? You get shot, you come back, you get stabbed, you come back. You get your head cut off and you're gone Page! Gone, not coming back. You don't revive from that!"
She sighed and shook her head. "I told you Owen, I am not arguing about this. Would you rather me have stayed and let Ianto die? Do you think going out there was easy for me? Do you think seeing him again after four centuries was easy?! I was terrified! Fucking terrified Owen, but I had to." She turned to face Owen slowly and took a deep breath. "Owen, please. I don't want to argue about this. Please, just go to bed." Owen sighed and walked into his room. Page flinched when she heard the door slam. The redheaded Immortal sat down on the couch, hugging her knees to her chest. As horrible as he was, at some point in Page's life she had loved Caelan Egan. Taking his life, and not receiving the Quickening, not having that part of Caelan within her was devastating. Three hours passed and Page could not sleep. Something felt off, not quite right and she could not place it. She was still concerned for Ianto, since he received the Quickening. As soon as she thought about it, everything rushed at her at once. Ianto's kiss, the faint feel of his teeth on her lip. "You were enjoying it… When he touched you, you liked it." As Ianto walked into Jack's office, the slap of his hand on her backside. Page stood up quickly. "Oh god. Jack." She rushed towards Owen's room, but found that the door was locked. Page pounded on the door frantically, the way she had when Owen got sealed into the power plant. "OWEN! OWEN!"
After a few minutes, Owen opened the door. "What? Page, its two in the morning."
"Get dressed… we have to go." Owen studied her, wondering what was wrong. "OWEN!" He jumped and nodded, pulling his pants on quickly and grabbing a t-shirt before they rushed out of his flat.
"Page, what's going on?"
"Its wrong, its all wrong. How could you not see it?!" She shook her head and looked down. "Oh god, if something happens to Jack."
Three hours earlier - HUB:
Ianto walked into Jack's office and closed the door. "Page what are you-"
Jack's voice was stopped suddenly by Ianto's lips on his. Ianto leaned back and smiled at Jack. "Figured we'd lighten the mood when we got back. Help you guys relax a little." He smiled and sat on the edge of Jack's desk. "We didn't switch bodies Jack." He looked down at the floor in silence for a few moments before his eyes rose to meet Jack's once more. "You were worried?"
"Of course I was worried Ianto. We all were. I think you're underestimating what-" Jack's words were cut off once more as Ianto pressed his lips to Jack's. For a brief second Jack fought against it, mostly just out of surprise. It was only fleeting though and after a moment of hesitation he leaned into the kiss, cupping Ianto's face in his hands. Ianto's fingers laced in Jack's hair, he tugged at Jack's bottom lip with his teeth. Both men stood at the same time, neither dared to break the kiss. Something seemed off though, different. Jack finally tore his lips from Ianto's and looked down at the young man's blue eyes. Something was wrong. There was fire in the kiss but it was more like hellfire than a passionate kind of fire. "Ianto?" The younger man looked down and Jack wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close. He had no idea what Ianto had gone through in those ten days. Ten agonizing days. Jack thought he had lost Ianto forever, and it was one of the scariest weeks of Jack's life.
The movement was fast, almost unnoticeable. Ianto spun Jack around and slammed him face first into the wall, pressing his body against Jack's. "Ianto…" Something was wrong. Sure, Ianto had his moments with Jack when he liked to take control, but they were rare, and never life this.
Ianto held Jack's arm behind his back and grabbed his hair in his fist, pulling his head back. "You were worried? Were you really? Or were you just worried Owen would have to make the coffee again? Enough with the lies Jack."
"Ianto… what's going on. This isn't you." There was concern, fear in Jack's voice. Ianto had a heart, too much of a heart at times and Jack feared he would do something he'd regret down the road.
"Jack… this is me. You still think you know everything about me, but you know nothing!" Ianto pulled Jack's gun out of the holster and positioned it against the side of Jack's head. "I'm through with your games Harkness. Done with your lies." He took a step back and pulled the trigger, sending Jack to the ground. He was dead before he even hit the ground.
Jack took in a sharp breath as he revived. He opened his eyes and found that he was in the autopsy room, strapped down to a chair. "Ianto? IANTO?"
He looked around and saw Ianto standing at the top of the stairs but he was not alone. "Morning, sir." The smile on Ianto's face made Jack's stomach turn, the man standing next to him, hands bound behind his back and blood trickling down his face from a cut on his forehead, filled Jack with anger.
"Ianto… let him go." Jack struggled against the straps that held him in place.
"Say please, Jack." He pushed the man down the stairs, following behind him. "Oh come on Jack. Here's your chance the be the hero you never were." The sound of metal on bone resounded in the room as the butt of the gun in Ianto's hand slammed into his prisoner's face. "Say please Jack!"
Jack looked to the man on his knees, then back up at Ianto. "What happened to you? Whatever happened we can fix it. We can help you Ianto."
"You're not listening Jack. Nothing is wrong with me. I've let you get off too easily Jack. Not anymore." Ianto cocked the gun and pulled the trigger. The bullet ripped through the young man's leg, but was far from fatal. He elicited a loud scream from the man though. "Say. Please."
Jack flinched when he heard the scream and struggled against the straps once more, to no avail. He looked from Ianto to the man on the floor. "Please… Please, Ianto. Let him go." He bit back the tears in his eyes. "Please, let Gray go. Put him back!"
"Is this all you got?" Gray's laugh echoed in the room. "This is nothing."
Ianto paused and looked down at Jack's little brother. The man he pulled out of the freezer, the man he woke up for one sole purpose. "Shut up. This has nothing to do with you." His icy blue gaze turned to Jack and his lips curled into a sadistic smile. "Not good enough Jack." Ianto grabbed the top of Gray's head, clenched his hair in his fist and pulled his head back. "It'll never be good enough. Payback's a bitch." Before Jack could protest Ianto pulled out a knife and slid it cleanly across Gray's throat.
"NO!!" Jack's scream echoed through the hub as he watched his baby brother bleed to death. He struggled in vain, screaming until his voice gave out. Gray's blood covered Ianto's hands as he strode over to Jack, kneeling in front of the man, the leader.
He placed a hand on Jack's face and smiled before pressing his lips hard against Jack's. For the first time, Jack fought against the kiss, he struggled to get away from Ianto, but it was no use. When he finally did break the kiss he locked eyes with Jack, running a bloody finger over Jack's lips. "Baby, I'm just getting started."
