"You know, I never liked camping. Don't bother, they took the guns" Ianto said when he saw Tosh waking up, he knew that he would be able to get out of this place however, he couldn't take or leave Tosh behind. It wasn't fair to leave her at the mercy of those monsters. He now knew why he recognised this place; it was back when he was still travelling throughout time looking for chosen ones. A little boy, Dafydd who went on a camping trip with his parents and disappeared, they had search the whole countryside but found no trace of him. Whatever was happening now must have been what happened to Dafydd all those years ago.

"Charming place they've got" Tosh responded; she didn't look as scared as Ianto would have thought she might have been after all this wasn't exactly their normal day at the office. Ianto let out a scared whimper, he knew he had to play up the scared tea boy who wasn't used to the field. Ianto hated playing the scared child, he wasn't that small abused little boy from years ago.

"Judging by the sound reverberations and the air quality, pretty deep underground. Chances of rescue?" Ianto asked, more curious then worried. He was wondering what the human would do to escape this hell. Ianto already had a suspicion of what was happening and who those bastards were upstairs. He wondered whether Tosh had figured it out.

"We won't need rescuing. I haven't met a cell, yet I couldn't get out of" Tosh said… almost proudly. Ianto slightly wondered how many cells Tosh had been trapped in before her confinement with UNIT.

"What were they?".

"I don't know. It happened too quickly. Are you worried?".

"A little. That body we saw in the forest" Ianto started then stopped. Tosh had found the blood, he wondered how long it would take until she noticed the shoes and the internal organs which filled the fridge. Ianto didn't need to look, he could smell them.

"Don't think about it. See if you can get that light to work, huh?" Tosh ordered and Ianto set to work even though he knew it was a wasteful task, her idea to keep him distracted.

"You're used to this, aren't you? That facial expression you all share when things get a bit out of control, like you enjoy it. Like you get a high from the danger" Ianto almost accused. He had noticed it when he worked with Torchwood One as well, the adrenaline rush when everything goes wrong. Ianto liked it when his plans worked, it made the situation, or any possible outcomes become more controllable but then again… maybe it was just him.

"You want me to apologise for that?" Tosh snapped, Ianto knew he wasn't helping the situation. Maybe it was because he never grew up. Inside he was still a little child who ran away with the fairies. He needed to stir the pot, get a reaction.

"Don't you ever wonder how long you can survive before you go mad, or get killed, or lose a loved one?" Tosh paused, her mind straight to Owen. If she died or if Owen got killed because of their job she would never forgive herself. Maybe Ianto was right, they were so used to putting their lives on the line but what happened when they died. Was it worth the risk to protect people? It must be.

"It's worth the risk to protect people" Tosh aired although it got her thinking, how many innocent people had died because of their carelessness. The porter from the hospital or the pizza delivery girl. They had all died, and who's fault was that. They were all to blame, they had all risked the lives of others but in the name of what, justice. Or was it so, they could justify a few innocent deaths in the name of protecting others just to help them sleep at night. How many people had died ever since Gwen had joined torchwood?

Susie, the hospital porter, the victims of the sex gas which Gwen released, Ed Morgan, the pizza girl, Lisa and the countless people who died due to Torchwood's involvement with the Fae. Hell would Ianto and her be added to the listen with Jack's constant idolisation of Cooper that he probably hadn't realised that Ianto and herself had been taken by these creatures. Would he come save them? Or would he continue fawning at Gwen's side because she was the supposed new 'heart' of Torchwood.

"Ianto… what do you think of Gwen? Your honest opinion?" Tosh asked. Ianto sighed.

"Cooper has made everything worse. Before Cooper everything was fine, half of the people who became Torchwood's victims would have never died. We would have found out about Susie and maybe helped her instead of her committing suicide. The porter wouldn't have died because he wouldn't have followed Gwen into the closed off area. Gwen was the reason the sex gas got out so, those deaths are on her. Ed Morgan doubtfully would have died because had any other trained Torchwood Agent who had received the knife they would have disposed of it in the correct manor to prevent Morgan from killing himself. I don't know but she just gives me the impression that she believes she better than us. For what reason, I'm not sure". Tosh went silent taking in what Ianto had said, it was the truth, she knew it, but she decided not to respond. She could properly think about her thoughts of Gwen when she was safe and sound in her bed at home.

Owen was worried. Jack had barricade them in the pub with an injured Gwen and an frighten teenager. Tosh and Ianto had yet to return and Owen couldn't help but think something had happened to them, after all they were tracking the SUV so it shouldn't take long to find it and bring it back which means that either the SUV was hidden better than they first realised or these creatures had taken Tosh and/ or Ianto and the uncertainty was slowly killing him. He wanted nothing more than to push the barricades away and go find his girlfriend and co-worker but Jack, was adamant that Tosh and Ianto would be fine by themselves with god knows what outside.

"Did you see that?" Gwen said pulling Owen out of his slow down spiral of thoughts. Owen's heart froze in fear when he heard glass breaking. Owen saw something move then the lights went out.

"Shit".

"Got to be three steel bolts. Top, middle and bottom" Tosh muttered to herself as she examined the cell door.

"How are you are calculating target stress points? Find the weakest point, bit of brute force?" Ianto said, Tosh had been quiet since she had asked for Ianto's opinion. She gone onto find the piles of shoes and then the contents of the fridge, Ianto didn't stop her from opening it. She needed to know the severity of their situation that the chance of rescue for her was slim. Although Ianto wasn't planning on letting Tosh die, out of everyone in Torchwood, she was really the only person he got along with. When Tosh wasn't looking, Ianto had sent a distress signal to his brethren. These creatures had killed their chosen one, and the Fae would be damned to let them get away with it.

"Nice thought, but it's reinforced" Tosh said as the door slid open revealing a short brown-haired woman holding a shotgun. So, the monsters revealed themselves. She played the part of an innocent victim well and Tosh had fallen for it hook, line and sinker. They followed the monster out of the cell and towards the slaughterhouse. The first thing which hit Ianto was the stench of death which hung in the air, the second was the bodies which were hooked to the ceiling wrapped in plastic.

"Tell us what these creatures are. Do they look like us?" Tosh asked and Ianto couldn't help but roll his eyes. He couldn't believe Tosh still believed that these bastards were aliens.

"How else are we gonna look?" The bastard said walking through the plastic divider. Ianto tried not to smirk, they were here. His people, these bastards were going to get exactly want they deserved but first, he needed to get Tosh out of here, she didn't deserve to witness what the fae were about to do to them.

"Get ready to run" Ianto whispered to Tosh who looked confused but nodded her head regardless. The bastard walked over to Ianto and he smiled when the bastard stood in front of him. Ianto quickly headbutted the bastard before kicking him in the nuts distracts the bastard's wife enough to let Tosh get away. The bastard stumbled after Tosh whilst the wife approached him. Ianto smirked allowing himself to get knocked out.

Ianto watched as the villagers pilled into the slaughterhouse before standing up. He had long removed the bag which was placed over his head and got rid of the handcuffs which bound his arms. The villagers stood up in surprise.

"What the fuck" One muttered whilst the woman reached for her gun. Ianto batted her away slamming her against the wall. She fell unconscious.

"What the fuck are you" another cried as they tried to attack Ianto, they suffered the same fate. Ianto smirked as he felt his brethren descend.

"You killed our chosen one. You will suffer for it" Ianto said as he shifted into his true fae form. The villagers screamed.

Tosh's heart was pounding in her chest as she, Gwen and Owen were forced back to the mad house. She briefly wondered where Jack was but brushed it aside. It didn't matter where Jack was, all that matter was that they were probably going to die at the hands of these cannibals. Then she heard the screams, it made her blood curdle as she looked over at Owen. The cannibals froze, whoever those screams belong to, it was obviously people they knew. Tosh guessed the whole village was in on this, it wasn't possible for only three people to cause this much chaos. Her mind went to Ianto and that boy who were still in that slaughterhouse. Where they still alive or had they been killed just like everyone else these bastards had captured.

"What the fuck is going on?" The man said seemingly forgetting about his captives and ran up to the slaughterhouse and disappeared inside only to be flung back out with a horrifying creature on top of him. It was green and looked rotting with large wings on it's back.

"What the hell" The PC cannibal cried out grabbing his gun and shooting at the monster on top of his uncle. Owen unbound Tosh's hands.

"We should stop this, right. Whatever these are it's not right" Gwen tried to argue, and Tosh briefly thought how. How could they stop this? Maybe, these bastards deserved this.

"Tosh, Gwen, Owen are you alright" Jack shouted, he had planned to make a dramatic entrance however, he saw the three of them standing outside. He thought that maybe they were safe but then he noticed that Ianto wasn't with them and a slither of dread shot through him at the thought that Ianto might be dead. Then he saw them.

"The fae. What are they doing here?" Jack said and Gwen gasped. This was the monsters that Jack was talking about, the ones who took that poor young girl from her family. The fae looked up, its eyes connected with Jack's own and he couldn't help feel that they were familiar, he didn't know why. It stood moving away from the dead cannibals then disappeared back into the slaughterhouse. Jack followed to find the floor covered in red petals, and what remained of the villagers. The cannibals were dead. Ianto sat beside Kieran and two fae stood in front of them, seemingly protecting them from what was happening.

"Ianto" Jack said and Ianto's head shot up, a smile broke out of Ianto's face before he turned to the fae in front of him.

"Thank you" Ianto whispered but still loud enough for everyone to hear.

"We will always protect our chosen ones and deal revenge of those harm them" the fae said simultaneously before disappearing like they hadn't been there at all, however the carnage left behind was evidence enough of the power of the fae.

"Ianto are you alright?" Tosh asked rushing over to her injured colleague, Owen followed in pursuit quickly checking both Ianto and Kieran over for any major injures.

"Why would they come here? Why would they kill all these people" Gwen said horrified, she would never get her answers. She would never understand why these people did what they did, all because of the fae, they had taken that chance to get her answers.

"Because they will protect their chosen one. Ianto must be a chosen one" Jack answered, his eyes never left Ianto who was being fussed over by Tosh and Owen.

"Why Ianto and not Kieran?" Gwen asked, she didn't understand. Why would Ianto be chosen one, what was so special about him that he drew the attention of the fae when he was a child.

"If it was Kieran then the villagers would have been long dead before we got here" Jack answered before adding "I'm right aren't I Ianto. You were the fae's chosen one". Ianto looked over at Jack and nodded, he wasn't lying, he had been a chosen one just not in the sense that Jack believed. Owen helped Ianto to his feet and they walked out the slaughterhouse together, none of them wanted to be here any longer then they had to. Owen didn't pity what happened to the villagers, they deserved it. He had seen the look in the bastard's eyes when they found him above his precious Tosh, he would was planning on raping her before dragging her back. That sick bastard deserved everything that he got at the hands of the fae.

"Ianto… Is it possible for you to thank the Fae on my behalf" Owen whispered once they were far away from the others, Ianto looked at him confused, so Owen added "If it wasn't for them, those bastards would have killed Tosh and that would have killed Owen before those bastards were able to, I want to thank them for what they did. In my books those bastards deserved it".

Ianto smiled and nodded. He could do that but first he needed a shower and a long nap, he might not need sleep but at times like these it would be for the best. Unaware to the two torchwood agents, Tosh was watching them. The idea that Ianto was still a chosen one after all these years didn't sit right with her, why wouldn't the fae interfere sooner. Something about this didn't sit right with her and she was going to figure out what.