Author: Chaosdablkcat
Pairing:Jack/Ianto
Rating: M
Summary: Torchwood/Being Human Crossover
Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to the BBC.

Beta Read By: Kaseykc

It had been over three hours since sunset and the team was becoming more and more frustrated. There were absolutely no signs that Ianto was reviving and Jack was growing more and more frantic by the second.

Jack looked down at the pale lifeless form of his lover. His naked body was covered with only a thin white sheet as he laid the cold hard autopsy table. Ianto's porcelain-like, youthful face looked so peaceful; it appeared almost as if he was sleeping.

"This is all my fault, I should have never brought you to that horrible place," he whispered as his lips brushed the younger man's forehead.

"Baby you're starting to really scare me now. Come back to me...I need you...sweetheart, IANTO PLEASE!" his voice was rising in panic as he clutched his cool lifeless hands.

There was a small voice in his head that told him to wait. That Ianto would be coming back and they would soon be together again. But the reality of the situation was finally sinking in. His beautiful boy was gone.

Sobbing in despair Jack kissed his lovers cold lips one more time and turned to walk away from the table. As soon as he had turned his back however he heard the sound of a frightened gasp and sudden panting behind him.

Spinning around abruptly he was both amazed and ecstatic at what he saw with his eyes; Ianto was now sitting up on the table in wild-eyed horror.

"Jack...what happened to me?" he whispered, panting with tears in his blue-eyes.

Tosh and Owen looked at each other dumbfounded. Ianto had simply disappeared from their monitors. They could still hear him as he spoke with Jack but they couldn't see him anymore which was quite unnerving; now they couldn't tell if Ianto would or wouldn't attack Jack until he actually did so.

Jack flew down the staircase and in a heartbeat was at Ianto's side. Instinctively his young lover snaked his limbs around the immortal in the vain attempt to warm himself by using Jack's body heat.

"Why am I so...so...cold?" He asked as he burrowed his head into Jack's neck through his chattering teeth, "It feels like my blood's turned to ice. And what have you done with my clothes?"

Jack held the shivering vampire, slowly rubbing gentle circles in the small of Ianto's back in an attempt to calm him. It was for several moments before he asked, "What's the last thing you remember before waking up here?"

Ianto slowly unwrapped himself from around Jack's warm body and looked deep into his eyes with a questioning look upon his face.

"We were investigating those strange rumours in Bristol when-" he stopped suddenly as a look of horror flashed across Ianto's features and he looked down at his wrists. He rubbed them both while mumbling to himself in quiet dismay, "That can't be right..."

"Ianto, Ianto...its okay sweetheart..." Jack soothed as he tried to re-establish eye contact with the confused, young vampire; he had to stop his train of thought quick. Damn it! He shouldn't have asked yet!

Ianto reached for his throat becoming more upset. His eyes grew huge as a befuddled look came over his face when he felt smooth, undamaged skin.

"Those monsters attacked me. I felt their teeth tearing at my throat as they fed on me...I can't have healed this fast..." He continued to murmur to himself, "Oh God, Jack...What did you do..." He choked out as he stifled a sob and gathered up his funeral shroud around his waist and flew up the stairs, headed for the restroom. Far faster than a human should be able to flee.

He moved so quickly that Jack barely saw him flash past him; he seemed to flit past him in less than a heartbeat... like he had vanished right before his eyes.

"Shit... he's fast," Jack muttered to himself as he raced up the stairs in a vain attempt to catch up with Ianto. He had barely reached the door to the restroom before he heard Ianto's shrieks of despair.

When Jack entered the room he found the distraught vampire collapsed on the floor howling in sorrow. He was starring in horror at the row of mirrors that were hanging on the wall above the sinks, reflecting everything but his young lover.

Jack was unsure of what he should do; he wanted to rush by his lover's side and take him in his arms and try to offer some comfort to him. But he knew that there was a very good chance Ianto could turn on him. And now with his new supernatural strength and speed, he could kill him – whether it was intentional or accidental – in the same time it took an electrical impulse to travel along the nerves to his brain to try and protect him from any form of attack. However, it only took another moment of watching his tormented lover's despair and any thoughts of his own personal safety were pushed aside as the need to comfort his lover overwhelmed any hesitation. Jack rushed to Ianto's side and wrapped himself around the shaking vampire trying to console him.

"I'm a monster... I'm a..." Ianto sobbed to himself before he buried his face in the crook of Jack's neck.

"You're not a monster...You may not be human anymore, but you'll never be a monster," Jack whispered into Ianto's hair as he held the shivering vampire tight.

"I don't want to turn like the others. You're going to have to kill me to keep me from hurting anyone..." Ianto repeated over and over quietly to himself, but Jack heard him.

He stiffened slightly as he held Ianto and half-growled in his ear, "Don't you ever say that again. You are never going to be like Cara and the rest of her brood..."

Ianto slowly raised his head from where it rested on Jack's shoulder and looked deep into the immortal's eyes with a saddened and tormented gaze, "I won't be able to stop myself... I'll need to feed and I don't want to hurt anyone. So you'll have to kill me to keep everyone else safe."

"Ianto... stop telling me that you have to die! I don't have to kill you because you don't have to feed on humans to live... You just need to calm down and let me help you."

Ianto looked at the other immortal in disbelief. Unsure of what to do, Jack pulled him in close for a kiss in an attempt to both reassure and calm him. After a few moments he pulled away to look at the young vampire's face.

"I don't ever want you to think of yourself as a monster again. You've merely been transformed into something non-human... that just means you're different now and you can fight your natural instincts to feed off humans if you try."

Jack then pulled Ianto in close once again and began to devour his mouth.

As Jack continued to ravage his mouth passionately, Ianto began to feel himself losing control. Jack was so close and warm and smelled so good… his scent was all around him and he smelled of the salty seaside and of vanilla and spice. Jack's hot, tongue danced inside his mouth as it fought for dominance. Then suddenly, a familiar taste of warm sweetness filled his mouth as Jack suddenly pulled away.

Ianto saw the look of horror wash over Jack's features as he quickly brought his hand to cover his now bloody mouth.

While they were kissing Jack's tongue had brushed up against one of Ianto's now exposed fangs.

Ianto pushed the immortal away from him, quite strongly, as he scrambled towards the door, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." He whispered before a sudden, and unexpected, wave of pain caused him to double over and to cry out in agony.

Jack quickly wiped the blood away from his mouth as he tried to approach his agonised lover.

"Don't come near me Jack! I'll hurt you if you do!" Ianto screamed in desperation as he scrambled across the floor, away from the Captain and his sweet, tempting, blood...

"Ianto, please calm down and tell me what's wrong?"

"I don't know... my stomach hurts... I feel like I'm eating myself alive!" Ianto then cried out again in pain and began to curl into a tight ball.

Jack was unsure of what he should do when he suddenly heard Owen's voice in this ear, "Think about it Jack. Mitchell told us about this. He's in pain because he needs to feed!" He whispered into Jack's comm.

Ianto looked up in confusion at the sudden sound of Owen's voice. Jack noticed that his eyes were now solid black and completely soulless looking. In spite of his fearsome appearance Jack was sure that the man he loved was still there.

"Ianto... I know you scared and in pain but, I want you to come with me and I'll get you something to eat..." he gently tried to soothe and coax his lover, but Ianto interrupted him.

"No! It's not safe for me to be here! You need to kill me before I hurt you!" Ianto screamed as he pressed himself against the restroom wall. Ianto was in such a panicked state that there was virtually no reasoning with him.

"Stop saying that! I'm not going to kill you!" Jack snapped as he tried to control his emotions that felt like they were on the mother of all roller-coasters; he couldn't handle Ianto saying his was monster and needed to die over-and-over.

Taking a deep breath he continued to speak in a much calmer tone, "You need to calm down and let me help you. I want you to go and lock yourself in one the cells downstairs-" He was unable to finish his idea as the young vampire fled from the room

"Damn it! He moves too fast. Tosh, Owen...can you tell if he went downstairs?" Jack growled into his comm. at his team as he rushed out of the restroom and made his way downstairs towards the hub's kitchenette.

"It's okay Jack... I just saw the door to one of the cells not far from Janet open and close," Tosh told her worried Captain, "I'm pretty sure he's there because I think I can hear him crying in the cell."

"This isn't going well at all. I don't what I can do to get him to calm down. I thought he might take this badly, but I never thought he'd beg me to kill him," Jack said as he tried not to burst into tears, "I want to comfort him but, it seems like I'm just making things worse. His mood swings are more erratic than Mitchell predicted they would be."

"What happened before Jack? What set him off?" Owen asked over the comm.

Jack bit his lip in thought for a moment before slowly answering, "I cut my tongue on one of his fangs while we were kissing-"

"You bloody idiot! He's in a fragile state right now. You've got to be more careful with him. What do you think he'd do if he hadn't been able to maintain control and had accidentally killed you while feeding? We wouldn't have been able to reach him in time if he had tried to hurt himself-"

"Don't you think I realise that Owen?" Jack shouted at Owen as he searched for a thermos to put Ianto's blood substitute into.

After wrenching open and slamming several cabinets in the kitchenette, he suddenly stopped searching and took a long, deep breath, "I'm sorry Owen... I shouldn't have yelled at you. I know you're just as worried as I am and I shouldn't take out my frustrations about this situation out on you."

"It's okay Jack. Look, I know your first instinct is to show physical affection to comfort people, but you really need to try another tactic with Ianto," Owen said, "Until we can get some measure of control on his appetites. Any attempt at showing physical affection will more than likely trigger his desire to feed, more than offer love or comfort."

Jack wiped away the tears of disappointment from his eyes and continued his search until he found the thermos he was looking for. Jack tried not to gag as he poured the disgusting mixture into the container. He then quickly put the lid and then gave the kitchenette a quick wipe down then headed down to the medical bay to retrieve the clothing he had gathered earlier for Ianto.

He continued his conversation with Tosh and Owen as he made sure he had everything he needed for Ianto. He knew that the only way they would be able to get through the next few days would be by offering each other support. The team was already two people down and they couldn't afford to allow the stress of their current situation or hurt feelings fracture them even more.

Feeling slightly better after talking about things with the team, Jack made his way downstairs to the cells where Ianto was waiting for him.