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Greggor pulled up to the SUV, surprised to see Owen waiting with some of the others, their masks and goggles in place telling him at least they were taking precautions.
"Where is Ianto?" Jack called out as he gingerly got out of the SUV and Owen pointed to the quarantine house. Jack nodded with relief and then staggered to the wanting picnic table where Owen had a kit waiting.
"Right… how do we do this?" Owen asked.
"Hard and fast lover" Jack grinned, then grimaced as Owen shoved a needle into his shoulder to numb the area. He knew it would hurt, gritting his teeth as Owen took over, digging around until he found the bullet and removed it, the blood quickly wiped up and the stitches in before Jack could register the fact he was done.
"Ianto tells me there is a vet clinic worth of shit coming my way?" Owen asked as he picked up his medical kit "Can't come soon enough."
"Is he OK? Did you take bloods?" Jack asked, panting as he fought the nausea.
Owen blinked at him.
Jack stared back then said softly "Ianto bit the arm of one of the men. Hamish, Ianto and Myfanwy had direct contact with two infected"
Owen's face changed to one of anger "Fucker. He said you were shot, they were Ok and going to the house. He NEVER said … fucker!"
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Owen was beyond pissed but the arm in the plastic bag Greggor had gingerly collected and thrown in the back of the SUV calmed him slightly as he now had blood from the one they had attacked as well. Hamish arriving with the horse drawn carriage was more heartening as Owen found everything he needed to build his own clinic. Something he needed and as he did so, he watched Ianto closely.
"Any symptoms?" he asked after a while, the front living room of the quarantine house being turned into a medical room while everyone sat in the kitchen so they could speak through the doorway.
"I feel fine" Ianto replied, "Myf does too. Mish?"
"Feel fine" Hamish agreed.
Owen nodded, carefully taking their temperatures with the hand held device that you aim at their forehead. No contact. Great. Owen nodded, pleased to find everything seeming fine. He turned to Jack who had entered "No... you were not a direct contact, you need to…"
"I am to leaving Ianto" Jack replied calmly, sliding into a chair and trying to look imposing. The sling sort of spoilt it a bit but Ianto was touched by Jack's resolve.
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It was early hours of the next morning when Hamish started to cough, then the cough turned to him rolling to his hands and knees as he vomited, Ianto's fear waking Jack.
Myfanwy was concerned but not overly so, moving back slightly to watch. Ianto glanced at her then said to Jack "She didn't have the dreams. Neither did he. I don't think they are of the same strain as me."
"Well, he might be close but she is from an entirely different clan, right?" Jack asked "could be that she is immune or… totally not."
"Shit" Ianto agreed.
Owen arrived, in full protective gear, followed by Toshiko. They did bloods again and left without saying much, Ianto and Jack telling him Myfanwy was not blood related to anyone making him pause, then agree to check their bloods more closely.
As they left Ianto sat heavily and sighed, rubbing at his face "Something tells me this will get worse before it gets better."
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Lunchtime and Ianto didn't feel like the food that had been delivered, asking for some fresh cordial… raspberry if possible. He felt the need for it, the taste not what he expected and he was disappointed. It tasted… bland.
Hamish was feverish now, still aware and alert but swear was pouring off him as he struggled to sit up in his bed. Ianto wanted to help but felt sluggish, "Jack. I am getting sick."
Jack went to approach but Ianto shook his head "No… back off. I don't know … I just need to sit quietly. I don't feel the need to puke just… feel off."
Owen did more tests and left, still not much talking and now Jack was getting annoyed "Owen, there must be something to tell us."
"I am still compiling things" Owen replied.
"Owen!"
"Look… like you thought, your weird DNA means you are not affected. Also since you did not have direct contact. Ianto is infected but it looks mild. Greggor is not. Hamish is REALLY infected and it seems to be raging" Owen hissed "You will be fine, I am sure Greggor will be fine, Ianto might be OK but right now Hamish is… not good."
Jack nodded, nothing new there and really Owen had told him nothing.
He motioned Toshiko who nodded and followed Owen back from the house to the secondary area to decontaminate themselves.
She would tell Jack what she could find out.