Where could he be?! God Ianto, why do you do this me..." Jack groaned as he drove though the streets of Cardiff, desperately searching for his missing lover. Reaching out cautiously, he tried to sense the younger man, cursing as his tires bumped up on a curb, snapping his attention back to the car.
Jack cursed again and hit the steering wheel. It wasn't Ianto's fault. It was his. He shouldn't have snapped at Ianto, no matter how scared he was over Owen. He hadn't even realized he snapped, but it was still inexcusable. Ianto had been miserable since the Weevil thing happened, and he should have known better then to yell at him like that. God if anything happened to Ianto, he would never forgive him self.
He hit his Bluetooth as it beeped. "Harkness. "
"Jack!" Gwen's voice sounded excited and frightened. "Andy's found Ianto!"
"How is he? Where is he? Never mind, I'll just follow your car." Jack fumbled around until a small display showing Gwen's car popped into view over a map of Cardiff. He knew the tracking system would come in handy.
"What?!"
"Not the time, Gwen!"
"Fine, but we're talking about this later!" Gwen snapped before disconnecting. Jack rolled his eyes.
"I'm coming Ianto...hang on." He whispered to the windscreen. "Just hang on a little longer."
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Jack and Gwen's cars screeched to a stop, both arriving at nearly the same moment. Rhys and Gwen stumbled out of Gwen's car, as Jack leapt from the SUV, ignoring the pouring rain as they ran over to Andy. The young PC was standing guard over the bus shelter.
"Where is he?!" Jack demanded, nearly yelling in Andy's face.
Andy hardly batted a eye, and didn't step down. He kept his own voice low and calm, and pointed to the huddled, catatonic figure in the corner. "Right here. He was awake and crying when I found him,then suddenly passed out. He's been like this since I called you."
Jack looked at Ianto. Curled into a small ball, and staring off into the distance, with Andy's jacket draped over his chest. He shivered occasionally, and his lips had a slight blue tinge but he made no effort to pull the jacket closer, or pull away from the cold glass. Jack felt his stomach drop.
"Right. You three-" Jack let a sweeping hand gesture encompass Gwen, Rhys and Andy, "Get away. Go back o the SUV." He ordered. Once they left he knelt down and carded his hand though Ianto's wet hair.
"Ianto? Oh Ianto. Come back to me. Come on sweetheart, I need you. Owen needs you. We have to go home and go see Owen."
Ianto didn't react. His frighteningly slow heartbeat didn't speed up, life didn't return to his glassy eyes.
Jack sighed, pulling a small box from his coat pocket. He had stopped by the hub, searching for Ianto. While there, he had made a stop by the archives. He opened the box and pulled out a small circular device, small enough to fit on the tip of his thumb.
"It's okay Ianto. This won't hurt I promise." He carefully placed the device on Ianto's temple, continuing to speak gently while he waited for the green light that would indicate that the shield was working. "Just a little insurance. Now you don't have to worry. You can come back now and not worry at all." Jack had hesitated at using the device earlier. It was a telepathy blocker, but a primitive one. It wouldn't have been able to differentiate the signatures of Ianto's sentinels and let them through, and Jack knew that Ianto needed that presence.
Jack stroked Ianto's face, delicately avoiding the small blinking device. "Owen's fine sweetheart. He's alive and worried. Let's get you back to him." Jack ran his hands up slowly, covering Ianto's ears, not wanting to startle him.
"Gwen!" He yelled. "Come help me get him into the SUV! We're taking him home!"
It was Rhys who stepped forward, and with the other man's help he managed to get Ianto up and into the black vehicle. Ianto didn't cooperate, but didn't hinder them too much either. He let himself be wrapped up in Jack's coat and bundled into the backseat. Jack had tried to return Andy's police issue jacket, but the other man refused, and it ended up, along with Rhys', covering Ianto's legs and bloody, freezing feet. No one said anything about the piece of technology Jack had had to use.
While Gwen thanked Andy for his help, Jack climbed in the back, and settled Ianto against his side. Gwen would drive. Rhys had agreed to drive her car back.
Jack rested his cheek against Ianto's head. "We're going to fix this. I swear, Ianto, we're going to fix this..."
