First I am so sorry it's been so long. Second, I'm sorry if you liked the former chapter 29 and 30 but I was losing sleep over them. I wasn't happy with them. I also took out a portion of chapter 24 so now, no one knows what Methos is, at least I don't think so. We'll have to wait and see.
Anyway, I had On Demand a little while ago and I was able to watch series 1-4 of BBC's Being Human and that's where this new chapter 29 comes from. I'm insane, I know this.
Disclaimer: I do not own the usual suspects or the characters from Being Human (wish I did though, especially Mitchell *sigh* and *swoon*)
Oh and in the Being Human timeline, so we don't get lost, this is before series one really starts but after Mitchell and George moved in with Annie. Because to my recollection (I no longer have On Demand) in the first episode they'd been living there for almost a year or something. Oh well it is Fanfiction after all.
Chapter title: Being Human
Please review if you can and I hope you enjoy.
Owen had been released from the hospital but refused to stay home. Knowing that he would go stir crazy, Jack allowed him to come into the Hub on the condition that he stay there and take it easy. He was desk bound because he wasn't recovered enough to make it down the stairs to his lab. So he was quite content to play his computer games when he wasn't catching up on paper work.
Jack sighed and shook his head at the sight and then looked around "Ianto, where're Gwen and Ceri?"
Ianto arched an eyebrow "Did you just call her Ceri?"
"Yeah, so?"
Ianto sighed "Considering nothing is going on right now, they're down in the shooting range sparring. Don't worry, I won't let them stay down too long."
Before Jack could respond, Tosh called from her station "Jack, there was just a UFO sighting over Bristol."
Owen scoffed "So? What alien in its right mind would want to go to Bristol? Wait, in broad daylight?"
Jack stood behind Tosh "What kind of UFO?"
"Actually," Ianto said from his station "It's raining in Bristol right now, same as here. They are only just across there" he pointed in the direction of the bay "Mind you, it's raining most places on the island."
"I'm not sure," Tosh said in answer to Jack's question "all the reports are saying 'UFO shaped'. It was directly over a hospital there, the authorities are putting it off as a helicopter."
Owen looked over her shoulder and rolled his eyes "That hospital doesn't have a landing pad."
"Well" Jack clapped his hands "then this bears checking out. Ianto, you wanna come with?"
"Sure, I haven't been to Bristol since before cars were invented."
Owen held up his hand "Can I come too?"
Jack looked at him "You can hardly walk."
"Yeah, but it's at a hospital right? It might help if you had a real doctor ask questions and I have a classmate who works there. He's a dick but he's not abysmally stupid."
Ianto put a hand on Jack's shoulder "Might be a good idea. It shouldn't take that long and the girls might enjoy the Hub to themselves."
Jack sighed "All right, grab your gear" he swooshed to his office.
Owen looked at Ianto "Have you been letting him watch NCIS again?"
"Letting him?" Ianto sputtered "I haven't been letting him, he sneaks."
…
Bristol, England
That night…
It had taken them the rest of the afternoon to get ready and then the hour drive was made longer by traffic. They went to the hospital first before looking for lodging. Owen downed some pain killers before getting out of the car.
"You gonna be okay?" Ianto asked.
"Yeah" Owen had to use a cane to steady himself "want a different cane though. This is like one my grand-dad had."
"I have a sword cane you can borrow if you want."
"That'd be cool."
Jack rolled his eyes "Come on fellas. Owen, did you call that dick of yours?"
Ianto snorted.
Owen glared at Jack "One, he's not my dick and two, knew I forgot something. Sorry."
"No big deal, let's get inside."
…
George spotted Mitchell in the cantina and sat next to him "What do you think that was?"
Mitchell didn't look up from his magazine "What was?"
"That thing people saw over the hospital today. They're saying it was a UFO."
"Then I imagine that's what it was."
George stared at him "Really?"
"Well as they haven't identified it yet then it remains an unidentified flying object."
"But do you think it was a spaceship?"
Mitchel finally set down his magazine "I hope not, we have enough problems as it is."
"Tell me about it, we just moved in with a ghost."
"I like her."
"She keeps making tea."
"You can never have enough tea."
"You're really quite aggravating sometimes, you know that?"
"Why am I aggravating this time?"
But George didn't answer, his eyes fell on the man who just walked into the room "Oh no, oh God no" he ducked under the table.
Mitchell bent down and looked at him "What's the matter?"
"See that man talking to Dr Morrison?"
Mitchell looked "The one with the cane?"
"Yeah, wait why does he have a cane?" George stuck his head up.
"Who is he?"
"My cousin, oh what's he doing here?"
Mitchell focused his hearing "Sounds like chit chat about medical school. Is your cousin a doctor?"
"Last I heard."
Dr Morrison's pager beeped and he excused himself from George's cousin.
"For goodness sakes George, will ye sit up? You shouldn't hide from family."
But the cousin saw him anyway "George is that you?" he approached the table. "George Sands?"
George sat up "Hello Owen."
"You work here?"
George nodded "I'm a porter, been here about a month now."
Mitchell kicked at him under the table.
George bit his lip and stood "This is my house mate, Mitchell, Mitchell this is my cousin Dr Owen Harper."
Mitchell stood and shook Owen's hand "Nice to meet you."
George indicated Owen's cane "What, uh, happened to you?"
"Archery accident" he didn't look at either of them and then he said "George, last I heard you went missing in Scotland last year. You doing all right?"
George kept his hands on the table, good thing otherwise they would have been shaking "Yes" he squeaked.
"Then why are your parents out of their heads?"
…
Jack and Ianto had found no evidence of anything having been on the roof except for smokers. Then they decided to explore the basement.
"If it really was a spaceship" Ianto said "there had to be a reason they hovered over a hospital."
"If there is we'll find out."
"Why isn't UNIT swarming all over the place?"
"They have to get permission from the Crown and the Crown prefers us. We're more low-key. We can't have something like UNIT messing about in a locale like Totterdown."
"Good point."
They soon came across a room that had been torn up by something big.
Jack gave a low whistle "Something was pissed off in here. I can't believe I'm asking this but do werewolves—other than the alien one Queen Victoria met—exist?"
Ianto shrugged "I haven't met one that I know of. But why would a werewolf use a hospital basement to transform?"
"Fair enough. Let's see if Owen's found anything out."
…
They found Owen in the cantina talking to two men. Ianto grinned "Mitchell?"
The dark haired man grinned too "My God, Ifan?"
"Well if it isn't the sexiest Irishman in the world?" Ianto hugged him.
Mitchell returned the embrace "Good to see you, Ifan. What brings you here?"
Jack cleared his throat "Old friend of yours Ianto?"
Ianto stepped back "We've met up now and again; Mitchell's had me for dinner a time or two."
"That can mean so many things with you these days."
Ianto laughed and said "Mitchell, this is my partner Captain Jack Harkness."
Jack shook the Irishman's hand "How ya doin'? I have to agree with Ianto though, you're certainly the hottest Irishman I've ever met."
A bit of pink touched Mitchell's pale cheeks, "Thank you."
Ianto rolled his eyes "Anyway, Mitchell, I see you've already met our colleague Dr Harper."
"Oh aye, apparently he's my house mate's cousin."
…
"Why again did you invite them to stay?" George asked as they drove home.
"It's just for the night."
"We don't have any room."
"There's plenty. Owen will have the couch and Jack and Ianto will have the floor."
"But why?"
"Owen's your family and Ianto's an old friend of mine."
"Just how old? What did he mean you've had him for dinner a time or two? He smelled…"
"Like a fine wine, I know" Mitchell's eyes darkened for a moment but he shook it off.
"Not what I meant but okay and his partner just…"
"Now he smells weird. I can't explain him. Ianto's immortal but not a vampire or anything. I'll explain later."
"So you literally had him for dinner?"
"Immortal blood is addicting like a drug, especially if it's an older immortal like Ianto. He told me he was something like 4,000."
"Bloody hell."
…
Jack, Ianto and Owen had followed Mitchell and George to their house on Winsor Terrace.
"Quaint" Ianto said when they got inside.
"Thanks, we like it" Mitchell said "still drinking coffee, Ianto?"
Owen scoffed "Please, if you prick him he will bleed coffee."
"Why are there so many mugs of tea on the coffee table?" Jack asked.
"Party last night" George said with a nervous laugh "forgot to clean up."
"No worries" Ianto gave him a smile "I'll be happy to. First I'll help Mitchell with the coffee, I think Owen will take tea though."
"Don't take this the wrong way" Mitchell said when they were alone in the kitchen "but Jack smells funny."
"Really? I think he smells good."
"You're not a vampire."
Ianto sighed "Nick Knight agrees with you. Jack and I had a run in with an incubus a little while ago, Nick helped us out. Is George human?"
"No, why?"
"I was wondering if you were living with temptation."
"Werewolf blood is disgusting."
"He's a…damn."
"We've also got a ghost here, in case you happen to see a pretty black girl."
"I'll keep that in mind. How are you Mitchell?"
"I'm fine. Jack knows about vampires then?"
Ianto nodded "Just Nick's kind and incubi, I don't think Jack can handle a vampire who can go out in daylight. He also knows about me. So does Owen."
"So what are you doing in Totterdown? It's not so Owen can visit an old school mate is it?"
"Actually Owen says Dr Morrison is a dick."
Mitchell laughed "He is, yeah, the little twat. I admit sometimes I'm tempted to eat him."
"Good you can admit it. We're investigating an odd occurrence."
"The UFO over the hospital."
"Yes, see anything strange?"
"No and I don't want the details."
"I don't want to give you the details."
"Then we're in agreement."
"We usually are. When was the last time you were in Ireland?"
Mitchell shrugged "Awhile now. Is Nick back in Wales?"
"Private detective in Swansea."
They finished preparing the drinks and brought them out to the living room.
Owen stared at his tea "This is herbal isn't it?"
"Yes, you want to sleep don't you?" Ianto said.
"You're drinking coffee, so's Jack."
Jack smiled "Coffee doesn't keep me awake."
"And I don't need to sleep" Ianto said "and we can speak freely" he looked at George "I know Mitchell is honest with friends he believes can take care of themselves."
George blinked "Oh?"
"Especially with those who also have secrets."
"That makes no sense."
Ianto shrugged "He's Irish, what do you expect?"
"Oi" Mitchell whacked his shoulder and muttered "bloody Taff."
Owen rolled his eyes "Ianto, didn't you tell me when we first met that the Irish and Welsh are ancient enemies?"
"Yes I did."
"Is, is that true?" George asked.
"Depends on whom you ask" Mitchell said.
"It's very true" Ianto sank onto the couch "I know, I was there." He saw a Star of David poking out from George's shirt "You Jewish, George?"
George's hand went to his pendant "More or less. Half actually, Mum's Jewish, Dad's Anglican."
"Do you speak Hebrew?"
"Not really."
"That so? I knew a Jew from West Virginia and he spoke fluent Hebrew."
"Not every Jew speaks Hebrew, Ianto" Owen said.
"Owen, you never said you had a Jewish cousin."
Owen shrugged "Doesn't everybody have one?"
"No."
"Owen," George said "You're Jewish."
"What?" Jack and Ianto exclaimed.
Jack stared at him "And I thought you were circumcised because you're a doctor and think it's more hygienic."
Owen crossed his arms "It is."
"But you don't act Jewish."
"Is there a certain way to act?"
"Henry didn't act Jewish either" Ianto said "except when he called me a ben shel elef sona which means son of a thousand prostitutes."
…
Around four in the morning, Owen woke up with the need to pee. He looked at the stairs and groaned. He'd needed help getting up them before he went to sleep—it hadn't been fun.
But he needed to pee though and he wasn't about to wake Jack or Ianto to help. He wasn't an invalid, he could get up those steps on his own. He struggled but he managed. When he came out of the bathroom, he found Mitchell standing there.
Owen started "Jesus, wear a bell."
"Sorry. You okay? I heard you coming up the stairs."
"Didn't mean to wake you."
Mitchell shrugged "I'm a light sleeper."
Owen thought for a moment and then decided to go for it "You're a vampire, aren't you? Ianto sort of implied it."
The Irishman nodded.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"What's it like to be immortal?"
"Haven't you asked Ianto?"
"It's not something he talks about. Sure, he goes on about people he's met and history crap that Tosh cares about but he doesn't talk about what it feels like."
"Why do you want to know?"
"I got an arrow in my thigh that nearly killed me. I've been thinking a lot lately. I'm not like Ianto, he would have said."
"I'm not making you a vampire."
"Okay, when did I ask that? I don't recall asking that. I just want to know what it's like to be immortal. And while we're on the subject, what's it like to be a vampire?"
Mitchell sighed "I don't recommend either. Owen, listen, you're human, that's the gift. Enjoy being human."
"But…"
"Let me help you down the stairs."
"It's okay" when Ianto got there Owen didn't know "I'll help him. You get some more sleep John, you need it if you're not drinking."
Mitchell nodded and disappeared behind a door.
"I thought his name was Mitchell" Owen said "why'd you just call him John?"
"Mitchell is his surname, John's his first. Come on" Ianto took Owen's arm.
"How much of that did you hear?"
"Oh all of it" They started down the stairs "Mitchell's right Owen, you're mortal, revel in it."
"But I don't want to die."
"Then stop going in the field. Take Tosh on a holiday. Get her to wear a bikini."
Owen about it "That's actually not a bad idea. She looks good in purple, don't you think?"
"It is her colour. Owen, you and Tosh have a shot at a family. Don't give up on it that. Does she know you're Jewish?"
"Yeah, I told her."
"I really think that's great, Owen. I like the Jewish."
"I thought you only liked pagans."
"Not true though I realise that's the impression I've been giving lately. I could never be Jewish myself though. I like my foreskin, don't get me wrong I like the look of a circumcised penis but…"
"Okay, I don't really want to hear this."
"Jack claims to have been born without a foreskin. I'm not sure I believe him."
"TMI, Ianto, TMI."
…
After breakfast Jack went to talk to the local police and George took Owen to finish talking with Dr Morrison and to the rest of the hospital staff.
"I guess it's just you and me" Ianto said to Mitchell when they were alone.
"And Annie" the vampire said.
"The ghost I take it?"
"She's right there by the fridge."
Ianto looked "No I don't see anyone but I believe you."
"I would think that immortals could see ghosts."
"We're immortal Mitchell, not non-human and I know that doesn't make much sense. Nice to meet you Annie, even though I can't see you."
"She's smiling" Mitchell said "and says it's nice to meet you too."
Ianto took out his pocket knife and checked under his finger nails "If you're hungry Mitchell, I don't mind…"
"Thoughtful of you but no thanks, Ifan. Immortal blood is addicting."
"Between you and Nick" Ianto muttered "Well the offer stands if you change your mind."
…
Jack met the officer in charge of the UFO investigation at a café. "It's very possible it was a hoax, a projection or something. Even so, officer, I'm Torchwood and we want to look into it."
"Captain," Herrick gave him a smile that seriously creeped him out "why don't we take a walk?"
Curious, Jack agreed. After all he had a gun and the cop didn't. That was one thing he both liked and didn't like about this country.
Once out on the street Herrick said "It wasn't necessary to come all the way from Cardiff."
Jack shrugged "It's only an hour drive. Mind, normally Bristol would fall under the London branch but…"
"They've shut down haven't they? Here we are" he stopped in front of a business.
"A funeral home?"
"Yes, do come inside" Herrick opened the door.
"Why?" Jack rested his hand on his holster.
"Well, you want to talk to the person behind the sighting don't you?"
Despite the fact Jack suddenly realised this was a trap he decided to risk it. Keeping his hand on his gun he stepped inside. Herrick led him to a back room that had a desk and a large leather chair of which Jack could only see the back.
"As requested," Herrick said to the chair.
Jack pulled out his gun "What's going on here?"
The chair turned and sitting in it was a man Jack thought was dead. The man smiled wickedly "Thank you, Herrick, I appreciate the assistance. Hello, Captain. My, my you look as if you've seen a ghost."
Jack took a step back "Simon? But you're dead, I killed you…" Jack came to his senses "are you an immortal or a vampire? There's a question I never thought I'd ask."
Simon stood "I see you've been educated. Good, it'll make things easier. I don't drink blood but Herrick tells me it's great fun. You may taste him Herrick but leave him with me. We have catching up to do."
Jack pulled the trigger but the vampire cop next to him was faster. Son of a bitch.
…
Ianto was getting worried. It had been two hours and Jack wasn't answering his mobile.
"He's not picking up for me either" Owen said as he hung up his phone "maybe he dropped it."
"Jack never drops his mobile. He knows better."
"Maybe he pissed off the cops. Did he take his…no, of course he took his gun."
"Whoa, wait," George said "he has a gun?"
Ianto's phone rang, the caller ID said 'Jack' "Jack?" Ianto answered.
"No, sorry, he's a bit tied up at the moment" the voice was English "but I must admit I was curious as to who keeps calling."
"Who the hell is this?" Ianto growled "where's Jack? What have you done with him?"
"Tosh," Owen said into his mobile "trace Jack's mobile, right now."
"Who I am is not important" said the English voice "who are you? Are you Torchwood as well? The caller ID has you as 'sexy thing'."
"Really? That's so sweet."
"I repeat, are you Torchwood as well?"
"Why do you need to know? Jack's my lover and I will find him."
"Will you now?"
Owen gave Ianto a thumbs up.
"Yes I will and I will very likely kill you. I suggest you make your final arrangements." Ianto hung up "Where is he?"
"Funeral home here in town."
Ianto took out his mobile again "I just realised I could call the police station and ask them who Jack was supposed to be talking to."
"Oh God" Mitchell groaned "if he's at a funeral home, it was probably Herrick."
"Someone you know?" Ianto asked "Then you can introduce us. Owen, please stay here. George, make sure he does."
"But…" Owen got to his feet "I'm Torchwood too."
"There's vampires involved, Owen" Mitchell said "and you can't exactly run."
…
Ianto and Mitchell stood across the street from the funeral home.
"It wasn't Herrick talking to you" Mitchell said.
"How do you know?"
"I heard him, vampire, remember?"
"Oh right. Well, let's do this" he stepped off the kerb.
Mitchell put a hand on his arm "let me do the talking, at least to Herrick."
Ianto sighed "Very well."
They continued across the street and as soon as they reached the door Ianto felt the presence of another Immortal "Damn."
…
Cardiff 1932
Jack really, really needed to learn how to read people better—especially his lovers. How was he to know Simon would turn into a psychopath when Jack decided to end it with him. He seemed so normal—maybe that should have tipped him off.
Jack knew the Englishman wouldn't take it well but to start a killing spree beginning with their boss? What?
Jack and the remaining two members of Torchwood Cardiff were in the conference room. Simon had escaped the Hub and started on the city.
"We have no choice Harkness, we have to execute him—we can't let the police get a hold of him."
Jack sighed deeply "I know but let me do it. It's me he's mad at."
"I was going to order it anyway."
…
Jack caught up with Simon by the docks of the river.
"What are you doing Simon?"
Simon pointed a gun at him "I think it's obvious what I'm doing, Jack."
Jack pointed his own gun at him "Why are you doing this? Is it some twisted if I'm not happy nobody's happy thing? That's pathetic. I ended it with you so you could find the happiness I can't give you."
"You could if you wanted to."
"No I couldn't. I can't give you what you need. You know that."
"Because you're immortal?"
"Yes, if we stayed together you'd only grow to resent me."
"How could you do this to me? Sleeping with other men is wrong, you manipulated me. You did this to me."
…
Jack hated being tortured especially when he kind of deserved it.
Simon ran a knife lightly down his torso "That was my first death you know. I was quite surprised when I didn't wake up in the cryo-chamber."
"We dragged the river for your body" Jack told him.
"It was a month before I came across another Immortal and very lucky I did."
"Why are you talking like Professor Snape?"
"Who?" Simon slashed him again "I spoke to your lover not too long ago, the one labelled 'Sexy Thing'. He seems quite intent on saving you. The poor boy, so naïve. I'm doing him a favour taking you before you leave him."
Jack bit his lip to keep from smirking—Simon had no idea what he'd gotten himself into.
Suddenly Simon got that look on his face, the look of sensing another immortal. It reminded Jack of the look someone gets when they smell an unexpected fart.
Moments later the door burst open and Herrick was led in by Ianto and Mitchell by the point of Ianto's sword.
"Should I kill him Mitchell?" Ianto said "It's ever so much fun to watch them explode when their heads are lopped off."
"Not just yet, he's police; there'd be too many questions."
"All right but the offer stands" Ianto hit Herrick with the hilt of his sword, sending the vampire to the floor. "Hello" Ianto nodded to Simon "I am Ifan of Cymru and you are?"
Jack smirked "You were saying Simon?"
Simon picked up his own sword "So you're Jack's new lover? How interesting."
"Oh I see" Ianto said "Old flame of yours, Jack?"
"It's a long story" Jack struggled against his bonds.
"Mitchell, untie him please. I'll have a talk with Simon here."
Simon chuckled darkly "And I thought you would be some naïve young buck unaware that he'd just end it one day for no reason."
Ianto rolled his eyes "Yes I'm sure he fucked you up quite nicely but he's not like that anymore."
One of Jack's arms was free "I told you why, Simon" he growled "you were mortal at the time."
"And then he killed me" Simon continued.
"You murdered ten people!" Jack was completely free now "Ianto, he's psychotic and he let that vampire cop eat me!"
"Mitchell, Jack could you leave us alone please?"
"You're gonna get it now," Jack said to Simon as Mitchell pulled him out of the room.
…
Jack stared at Ianto when he came out into the hall "Why didn't you kill him?"
"Of course I killed him."
"There wasn't a quickening."
"Oh. That's because I don't feel like one considering what the last one did to me. Don't worry, I tied him up, Herrick too. Now, why don't we find out how they made that space ship appear?"
"If you're not going to kill him, what are we going to do with him?"
Ianto shrugged "I thought he might do well in prison. You can kill him if you want just wait till I'm far, far away. I don't want his quickening. So tell me Jack, Simon went on a killing spree because you broke up with him?"
"Now this I'm interested in" Mitchell said "you don't seem all that great to me."
A crooked grin appeared on Jack's face and Ianto groaned "Oh you shouldn't have said that. Jack, I'm pretty sure he's straight…but then so's Duncan MacLeod."
…
"You okay Mitchell?" Ianto put a hand on his shoulder "It was a just a kiss."
Mitchell was gasping "That wasn't a kiss, that was molestation. You actually enjoy that? I need a cigarette."
Ianto laughed "But if you did go for blokes what would you think?"
Mitchell shrugged.
"Come on, tell the truth."
"He'd be better than most women I've kissed. Now, can we finish up here?"
Jack laughed and then said "Weren't there more vampires here?"
"Oh they scattered when Ianto took three of their heads" Mitchell lit a cigarette.
"Come on boys," Jack said "Let's look around."
They found an elaborate projector that Ianto identified as belonging to Torchwood 1 "Little bastard must have scavenged the ruins. Jack, do you think he meant to lure you here?"
"Well considering he tortured me, I'm gonna say yes."
"Why'd you end it with him?" Mitchell asked.
"He was mortal at the time."
"So?"
Ianto sighed "Mitchell, you're what a little over a hundred? Being involved with mortals is risky for everyone involved. Sometimes you have to get out before you get in too deep."
"Aye, I can understand that. Now what do you want to do with Herrick? I can try talking to him."
"Tell him he can keep Simon for food" Ianto said.
"Ianto?!" Jack said "What?"
"Would you rather keep him in the cells or cryo-chamber?"
"I'd rather you put him out of his misery instead of letting him be continually fed on by vampires. Regenerating your blood is not pleasant as you should know."
"I don't want his quickening" Ianto enunciated "and since when do you care what happens to evil immortals? You obviously don't want him to live."
Mitchell groaned "Fellas please don't argue. Let's discuss this rationally okay…"
Suddenly a quickening slammed into Ianto.
When it was over Herrick stepped from around a corner "No need to thank me" he said.
"Bloody vampire" Ianto moaned "I tied you up."
"You didn't do a very good job."
Jack helped Ianto to his feet "You okay, babe?"
"I don't know yet."
"If the three of you leave now" Herrick said "I'll forget about this Mitchell."
…
"So now that creepy vampire thinks Torchwood owes him a favour" Jack grunted when they re-joined Owen and George at the house "and if he can't be caught on film how is he a cop? I know they have photo IDs." He, Owen, George and Mitchell were in the kitchen.
Ianto hadn't said a word since leaving the funeral home, he sat on the couch holding a beer he wasn't drinking.
"Are you okay?" a young black woman was next to him on the couch.
Ianto looked at her "You must be Annie?"
"You can see me?"
"Apparently. Weird, I didn't this morning."
"I guess it depends. But are you okay?"
"No" Ianto shook his head "I feel like shit. I don't want any more quickenings, not only are they painful, they're risky. I took too many dark ones a few months back. It made me evil. If it weren't for my friends I don't know what would have happened. I can't let it happen again."
"But you're not evil anymore?"
"Thanks to my friends. I had no idea they all cared so much. It only lasted a few days but I did terrible things. I killed two people, one a very good friend of mine. I'm told his last words were that he forgave me. Doesn't make me feel better though."
Annie put a hand over Ianto's, it was kind of cold and squishy but comforting all the same "I'm sorry."
Meanwhile back in the kitchen…
"Is Ianto talking to himself?" Owen asked.
"No" Mitchell said "he's talking to Annie, I guess he can see her now."
"Who's Annie?"
"Our ghost" George said.
Jack sighed "There's ghosts now? Peachy" he stood and made sure Ianto could hear him "Owen, Ianto get ready, it's time we were heading home. Mitchell, George, thank you for your hospitality."
"Anytime, Captain" Mitchell shook his hand "it was an interesting experience."
…
Once on the road Owen asked Jack if he could take Tosh on a holiday for a few days.
Jack readily agreed "Sure, we got some time before Gwen has to go on her honeymoon. You and Tosh deserve a break."
"Take her someplace sunny" Ianto said "and bring me back a postcard. I collect them."
Owen rolled his eyes "For some reason, that doesn't surprise me."
…
Okay, end of chapter. I apologise to Mitchell for what Jack did to him. Did you know that Aidan Turner (Mitchell) was Kili in The Hobbit? Tasty isn't he?
I've been over this half a dozen times so I apologise if I've missed any typos.
I have the next chapter done but won't post it till I have most of the chapter after that written.
The next chapter is called "Wedding Bells" and contains a flashback to the Old West. I've been watching westerns on METV, just to warn you.
If you're not able to review because you reviewed the only chapter whatever number this is then you can wait till you can or shoot me a PM, if you like.
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