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Ianto had hoped things might settle down for a while so when he went searching for Myfanwy he knew he had to stop trying to make everyone happy and focus on the survival of those he could save… versus those who didn't want his help.
"Myf?" he called softly, confused as to why she was not answering him either in voice or mind. It felt … wrong. It was late afternoon and she always went to help feel the chickens, amused by them no end.
He scanned for her and again found nothing. This was strange. If she was in danger, afraid or angry he would feel … well.. something. To feel just nothing was not good at all. He stood and did the last thing possible, he scented the air.
This way.
Jack did not notice Ianto stalking across the grass to one of the other sheds but Owen did and he flicked the knife closed then rose to follow Ianto with mild interest as he seemed to be on a mission with his face set as one of extreme annoyance.
Ianto entered the shed and looked around, the scent of her stronger and he saw her over in the corner, slumped over like she was asleep but he knew she wasn't. Oh no… gods no… he rushed to her, relieved to find her alive just .. unconscious.
He felt her for injuries and found none than a faint smell alerted him to who was behind them and he barely had time to register the danger before something moved at the corner of his vision and the blow to his head rendered him as unconscious as her.
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Owen froze as he watched the shed doors open and someone shoot out, turning to motion as to more men exited with ianto between them, carrying him by his hands and feet. For a horrible moment he thought Ianto dead then he felt rage as he turned to look back ofr Jack, then followed them with resolute fury.
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Ianto came to strung up by his wrists, hanging under a tree as the three men stood with their arms folded and Thane grinned "hey sleeping beauty. For a horrible second I thought one of us might have to kiss you and if that were the case… a bullet to your brain box might serve better."
Ianto's wrists were so tightly bound that he could not feel his hands and he grunted as his toes slid in the moist soil, briefly touching the ground as he swung.
"Tell us Fuckface… where did your lot come from?" one of the men demanded then swung the baseball bat, catching Ianto in the gut and Ianto grunted with pain as his feet left the ground and he swung in the air.
"Daryl asked you a question Fuckface!" Thane said with a leer, his arms folded with that gloat of someone who thinks they have you by the balls. Ianto lifted his head weakly to focus on the man as he listened to Myfanwy waking in the shed, her confusion giving way to her own madness.
"You better let me down" Ianto slurred blinking as he tried to shake off the cobwebs. Great. A concussion to say the last. Great.
"Go for his knees next" Thane said with an authorative wave of his hand but another voice interrupted them.
"Maybe I should go for your balls" Owen snarled as he stepped in to the clearing, looking around at them "three of you.. one of me. Seems almost fair… wait… let me put my knife down… fairer?"
One of them laughed as he lifted the gun and Ianto kicked out, relieved that they had not thought to tie his ankles, kicking the man in the head and he yelped, dropping the gun as he fell to his knees. The man with the bat swung at Ianto again as Owen swung at the one who had dropped the gun, Thane stepping back like the weasel he is.
The a distant roar told them Myfanwy had Ianto's scent.
Ianto struggled to keep his human form, though the desire to tear these people apart almost overwhelming but he was here to protect them, not kill them even if they deserved it so instead he swung his body up, curing so his ankles curled around the rope and he hung upside down while calmly undoing the ripe with his teeth.
Thane was so engrossed in this he did not register the dog slamming into his other cohort, the two men now on the ground as Owen and Myfanwy beat the living tar out of them.
Then click of a gun had everyone one freezing. Ianto dropped like a cat to land on his feet, looking over as Jack whose Webley was under the chin of Thane, Jack's face close to Thane's ear as he breathed into it "Wanna dance?"
"Cariad… leave him." Ianto said softly "We will never be welcome here now. Not now he is back and wanting to piss in every corner."
"Ianto's right" Owen rose with blood splattered across his face, the man beneath him still and shocked as his nose lay smashed against his face "the place isn't safe any more. More came… more will come and the numbers rise, each rise in numbers makes them more visible to the ships."
Jack nodded, then punched Thane hard, leaving him rolling in the grass.
"Come on" Ianto said, staggering over to place a hand over Jack's heart "Let's go."
"Yeah" Jack sighed, turning to look at him and he reached out "Christ, your face."
"Will be gone by sunrise" Ianto assured him "we can travel overnight… be there by dawn."
Owen looked between the two men, then turned to Myfanwy "where are we going?"
Myfanwy did not know and told him so, Owen nodding like he could hear her.
Maybe he could.