While Jack stood stock still in amazement, Martha ran over to Mel and checked her vital signs with Gwen following closely behind. Jack was shocked when Ianto ran out into the Hub, instead of running over to Mel. Then Jack remembered what she had said about if one was injured then so was the other, so he ran after Ianto and tried to find Sable.
"Yan, what will Sable look like now that he's hurt?" he asked, while he visually scanned the Hub for the black wolf or any other creature that wasn't supposed to be in the Hub. He followed Ianto as he saw the other man run up the stairs that lead to his office and was shocked that he hadn't noticed a small hole in the glass wall. He was even more surprised to see Sable in his wolf form lying on the floor beside his desk and chair.
"When he's hurt he returns to the wolf form because that's the one he's in most and feels most comfortable in! We have to treat him first, because he's bleeding and that means that Mel will be able to feel it all as well." He looked up after examining the wolf, and with pleading eyes asked Jack, "Can you pick him up and take him down to the medical bay to be treated, please? I need to get Martha to treat him, before she treats Mel. Please Jack!"
Jack looked at Ianto and could see the panic and worry in his eyes. His eyes had always been his best feature as although his face was expressionless his eyes showed his feelings and emotions. He couldn't say no to those eyes, so he nodded and picked Sable – who was heavier than Jack had expected – and began to take him down to the medical bay. It was slow work because Sable was so heavy, but Jack got him down as quickly as he could and shaved the leg so that the wound on it could be cleaned. He gentled as he heard Sable growl softly in pain.
Meanwhile, Ianto had rushed up to Mel who was still in the boardroom but she was now lying down with Martha bending over her checking her. He told Martha that Sable needed to be treated, and told Gwen someone needed to man the information centre. He knew Mel better than a lot of people, so he knelt beside her and placed his forehead on hers.
He was calling her mentally, like he had the day Owen and Tosh had died so that he would have someone he loved and would understand him completely without the need for talking or telling them how he felt.
She had turned up for a few days after the Battle at Canary Wharf, he had needed comfort badly as it had been a terrible shock. She had stayed for nearly three days, which was unusual for her; she had taken him with her on her travels for a few days before he had had to come back because of Lisa. She had arrived again, shortly after Lisa's death – second death – and taken him up to Anglesey for the day simply to get away. They had spent the day on the beach, just being together. And here she was again, to help him get over the death of his friends and colleagues.
So he knew that if he called mentally to her loudly enough then she should wake up. They hadn't had a chance yet but they would do what they always did when one or the other needed comfort; they would go to watch an old movie, have dinner, and find somewhere to dance. Then they would probably go back to his flat, muck about for a while on the internet or watch day-time TV, then cuddle up to sleep the rest of the day. She would sooth him if he had a nightmare, and then entertain him and occupy his mind on something other than his nightmare by telling him about all her adventures.
Although he was sorry about what they had done to her in Torchwood One, he would always be grateful that they had found her, as she was definitely his best friend. Really, she was the one person who knew him better than he knew himself – and he was the empath! He had felt guilty about giving her the Ret-con pill at the end of each session, and had always been fearful that she would forget him. He had felt beyond terrible when she returned a few months later to say 'hi' and tell him that the pills had worn off and she could now remember everything.
However, instead of going Phoenix on him as he had expected her to do, she had hugged him and thanked him for being there for her. She had spent the day with him and gone to visit his parents with him, as he had not wanted leave her on her own. His mother had taken an instant shine to Mel, which was rare for his Ma as she could rival the Welsh Dragon when it came to the friends of her children, as she tended to burn their ears off if she didn't think they were good enough for her children. She had even managed to win her way around his Tad, who could rival his wife when he wanted.
From that day he had known that she would be a constant in his life, someone that would always be there for him when he needed her and when he didn't. He was hurt that she hardly came to him when she needed comfort, except in times of high stress and worry. He began to broadcast thoughts about the time they had been dancing and she had fallen on top of him. She moaned, but he couldn't tell if it was from pain, embarrassment or an awakening moan. So he continued to broadcast thoughts and kept calling her mentally. Once he was conscious of Gwen coming into the room after him, but he simply ignored her and she eventually left.
He lifted his head about to call for Jack, as he would come if he needed him, when she moaned again. He shook her shoulder, and she swatted his hand away. He felt a wave of relief wash over him, called her name aloud now causing her to open her eyes and gasp for breathe. She lay there for a few moments simply staring at him, whilst he broadcast calm thoughts and feelings. She tried to get up but began to fall, so he caught her before she cracked her head against the floor. He waited for her to find her balance, then proceeded to help her to her feet. They stood still for several seconds while she swayed against his side. They stopped that way for a few moments while she recovered her strength before asking "How is he?"