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A paramedic approached them.
"If you sit down, I'll take a look at your leg," the man said, looking down at Jack's bleeding thigh.
Ianto walked with Jack to the table and sat next to him. The paramedic cut up the seam of his pants, revealing a bullet wound.
"Won't know for sure until you have an X-ray done, but it looks as if the bullet went in the front and out the back," the man said as he wraps Jack's leg. "My partner and I can transport you by ambulance."
"A member of my staff will drive me when I wrap things up here. Plus, I am sure that the bullet went clean through. I am Teddykin so I will endure," Jack replied. "How is my friend doing?"
"He's doing well," the paramedic replies and then turned to Ianto. "How about you, are you okay?"
"Yes. I'm fine," Ianto replied, rubbing his eyes and temple.
The paramedic grabbed a pen from the lapel of his shirt. Cupping Ianto's chin, he shone the light in his eyes, which sends a sharp pain shooting through Ianto's head.
Ianto closed his eyes and twisted away from his grasp.
"Did you hit your head?" he asked Ianto, and then turned to Jack.
"Twice," Jack said, "once on the floor and then again against the counter of the bar."
"Did you lose consciousness at any time?"
"No. I did not," Ianto replied.
"Do you hear buzzing or see double?" the paramedic asked, peering down into his eyes again.
"A slight buzzing and some fuzziness, but I don't have double vision," Ianto replied, leaning back in the chair. "I'm okay. I am Teddykin too. I just have a bit of a headache."
"Yeah, a concussion tends to do that. Both of you should get checked out," the man said, closing up his bag.
Ianto sat at the table with Jack as they watched the paramedic walk away. One of the local police detectives walked up, asking some questions.
The man un-cuffed Ianto's wrists.
The detective informed Jack that one of the workers, Quentin Fabre, was found dead in the back. Shot twice, once in the back and once in the head at close range, which is how they suspect Adam gained entry into the building.
Ianto laid his head against his Alpha's chest and breathed him in.
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Looking at the base of the stairs, Ianto frowned. Jack rapped his fingers on the door of the freight elevator.
Ianto approached to watch as he keys in the code. Ianto peered up into his eyes with a grin, and he shook his head.
They step into the large open square, and he pushed a large circular green button. The door slid shut with a loud boom.
"You may want to hold on."
Leaning against the rail, Ianto gasped when the elevator lurches.
When it reached the third level, the compartment came to a sudden
stop. Ianto's body swayed forward under the force of gravity, and the side of his head slammed into the metal wall.
His head felt swimmy as his legs crumble.
Jack reached out, grabbing him by the arm as he took a step.
Groaning, he drew Ianto into his body.
Ianto's vision blurred, and his stomach rolled. "Cachou," he said through clenched teeth.
Shifting his weight off his damaged leg while still kepping hold of Ianto Jack asked. "Are you okay?"
Ianto took a deep breath and looked up into his watchful eyes. "Yeah, I'm okay. I just didn't expect the ride to be like that."
Jack released him and grinned while shaking his head.
Ianto took a step back, giving him room to manoeuvre with the crutches.
When they reached the door to his living quarters, he keyed in the code as Ianto held the door open as he made his way across the threshold.
Once the door closed he activated the alarm.
Ianto followed on his heels as he made his way through the living room, down the hallway, and into the bedroom.
"So, Teddykin too" Jack finally spoke softly, "How long were you going to keep that from me?"
"Don't be stupid" Ianto huffed, "You already knew. You claimed me and dominated me. You knew dammed well that you were marking me!"
Jack grunted and then smiled softly as he raised his hands in sweet surrender.
Slowly, Ianto unbuttoned his shirt from top to bottom. Slipping his hands under his shirt, Ianto eased the fabric off his body.
Ianto slid the tips of his fingers over his chest, and his eyes brightened.
A devilish grin spread across his face when Ianto traced the waistline of his pants.
Ianto unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his slacks.
Tentatively, he pulled the zipper down on Jack's pants. Looking up, their eyes locked.
Jack stood long enough for Ianto to slide his pants over his hips.
Ianto's face flushed when he realized Jack's not wearing anything under his slacks.
"Really Cariad?" Ianto snorted, "After everything that's happened you are still being so naughty?"
Jack grinned wider.