Silence echoed the hub walls, nothing but the buzzing sound from the monitors and water tower could be heard. Jack's breathing was slow as ever, his eyes glanced towards the lit screen, showing Ianto's life signal, but it slowly faded. Narrowing his eyes his finger trailed along the screen, rubbing along where Ianto's signal had just been, it had disappeared.

"Tosh what happened to his life signal?" he asked, not taking a single glance away from the screen, in case the signal turns back on. Tosh stood by his side, turning to her right towards the connected keyboard, tabbing the keys, pushing them in and out.

"Well Ianto's signal gets picked up on the monitor by his body heat, no signal means no body heat which means he's dead at the moment, plus the signal doesn't go out that far into the sewers, we now have no way of finding him up here" she replied, he slowly nodded.

He has once again caused Ianto to suffer in pain, Ianto might be his prisoner but that doesn't mean Jack doesn't have to care about his health. It's only the first day and he has already been killed 3 times tops. Still, he has to be captured for the third time today, and hopefully the last.

"Okay team, I need you all to come with me, there is no point on us tracking for him here, just like Tosh said he is to far down the sewer to even get a glimpse of him, we need to go down there and capture him ourselves, but I'm afraid that will mean we will only have the PDA's" Jack instructed, "Any questions?" he asked, Owen began to open his mouth by Jack cut in, "okay lets go! We need to capture him before he escapes that sewer; if he does its unlikely we will ever have a chance to capture him again. The best time for us to capture him is to leave now, that sewer is massive compared to Cardiff, the sooner we leave the better" he instructed, heading towards the cog door, hopefully for the last time tonight...

His body travelled along the stream of dirty sewage water, going the same route as the sonic screwdriver. His head rested on its side, with only his right ear and hair getting soaked instead. He had been dead for twenty minutes since he fell the distance from Cardiff bay to the sewers, gaining a couple of open wounds, bruises and broken bones, but mainly he caused himself was death.

Volts of pain sparked its way around his body, shocking every cell until each one wakened from sleep, the volt always left his chest till last. Leaving the heart and lungs the last to function before coming back to life, it was always easier that way, because if they turned them back on first there will be nothing to pump blood and oxygen around.

Ianto yelped, breathing in all the oxygen his mouth could find, half of his mouth filled with sewage water. He realised what it was and soon spat it back out again. He placed his fingers on his temples, rubbing them in slow circles; he had a massive headache forming inside his head. A moan escaped his mouth, working his body muscles he began to climb out of the shallow water. By climb he meant crawl, slowly moving his body up onto the dry concrete against the current.

Huffing, he dragged his body against the wall and began to lean, slowly falling down until he sat instead. He took this moment to take in his surroundings, he was in a dark sewer, hardly any light except a couple of lanterns, but they were useful at least. There was a horrible stench of excrement and urine, but that's what you would expect to find in a sewer anyway. There was a freezing temperature, plus his soaked clothes weren't going to help him warm up at all, but made him even colder.

He hugged his knees, this wasn't as he expected his plan to turn out like, but at least he was away from Jack and his team. He wondered if they were heading out for him now, it would make sense, but the main thing that was troubling his mind was why? Why bother coming out for him when there are far more interesting things in the universe to look for. They could be searching for god knows what, but here they are searching for an ex time agent who doesn't even work for the time agency since they shut down.

What was there to find interesting about Ianto Jones? His mind couldn't find any answers at all to his puzzled questions, not even a glimpse of an answer could be found. But one thing he did know was the Torchwood team are probably not going to give up soon.

"Fuck" he mumbled, slowly reaching down towards his pocket, creasing along the material but finding his pocket empty, with no sonic screwdriver. He growled, that now leaves his sonic screwdriver somewhere in this sewer, and Captain Jack Harkness with his vortex manipulator, who also knows how they work. Great work Ianto, you've just lost your most valuable possessions!

Standing back up to his usual height he began to search the water, looking in every depth of the shallow water, searching for his machine, he hoped will still work once it has been retrieved. His patience soon began to slip away, going further and further down the sewer he found it pointless. How on earth was he going to find the sonic screwdriver in time before the torchwood team find him?

A growling sound echoed his ears, it was faint but he could tell something massive owned that voice. It was rough and sharp, just what Ianto's been waiting to fight. He grinned, screw searching for his sonic screwdriver, he's been waiting months to find an alien he can fight, and surely he can come back to searching for it later. Picking up his pace he began to sprint towards the alien's roar, right now it's alien slaying time!

-Jaggerz