A/N Read and Review :) And if you like this you will defintiely like Just Kill Me, but be warned it's much darker than this has been so far....
Jack took a step toward John, who cocked the gun in response, sneering slightly. Gwen went to move behind him but he heard her footsteps twisting round dragging Ianto with him who grunted as his neck bent at a strange angle. She stopped. Owen could see John from the medical area but had no intention of letting John know he was down there. Tosh sat frozen staring at John, she hadn't moved from her chair yet, but was considering the gun on Gwen's desk a mere few feet away. She started shifting towards it, holding her breath so as not to make a sound. Thankfully Jack started talking.
"Let him go John." John just smiled an "as if" smile in response and jammed the gun into Ianto's head making him yelp in pain. Tosh had finally reached the gun and aimed it at John ready to shoot, her finger flexed on the trigger when another bang shocked her from firing. She looked down at where her leg was bleeding and in that instant the pain hit her. She screamed as her leg gave out causing her to crumple on the floor. As she looked up the gun was already pressed back against Ianto's head. John wasn't going to let anything slip him up.
"Tie them to the railings. I wouldn't want to hurt Eyecandy now would I? And out you come Owen. All of you tied I wouldn't want anyone else trying to shoot me." On those words he glared at Tosh, before turning back to Jack, who without a word walked back up to his office. Less than a minute later he walked back down the steps carrying coils of rope.
"I do not wanna know what you use that for." Gwen blurted, before walking calmly towards the railings. She stretched her arms out and allowed Jack to tie them to the railings, controlling her fear well but not impeccably.
"Tosh." John instructed in a cold, hard voice, not forgetting the fact that Owen still hadn't graced them with his presence. "And make them tight." He added shunting the gun into Yan's head again for extra impact. Carefully Jack lifted Tosh into his arms and carried her before setting her down next to one of the railings supports. He wrapped the ropes around the metal and her hands tying it securely. He looked up at John his face a cautious mask, devoid of emotion. "Owen." John demanded. At this Owen walked up from the medical area a gun trained on John.
"No." Owen glared. The gun was firm in his grip, and Jack knew from the look in his eyes what he was going to try and do. Jack shivered.
"John point the gun at Tosh, at her head. Let me tie Ianto up." Shock flitted across Tosh's face, her expression matching Gwen's, Ianto's and John's perfectly. The latter raised one eyebrow in disbelief; Jack was still trying to call the shots. The two ex-lovers stared at each other totally forgetting everyone else's presence. John nodded, but his eyes said that he was in no way revoking his authority here. He walked over to Tosh dragging Ianto with him. Then in one swift movement he threw Ianto to the ground grabbing Tosh's hair and pressing the gun against her temple. Owen practically growled, his gun moving from Ianto to John. Gwen and Tosh looked around confused at the scene before him, why would Owen shoot Ianto. Then Gwen got it, and stared at Tosh who still looked lost, or maybe didn't want to admit that the man she loved wanted to be a murderer right now.
"Owen put the gun down; you don't want to hurt Yan." Jack looked the doctor straight in the eye, hoping there was still truth in those words. It was silent as the room waited for a response.
"No, but I do want to hurt you." Owen whispered through gritted teeth clearly fighting with conflicting urges. Jack opened his mouth to speak again, but John beat him.
"Excuse me but this is my party and if you do not put that gun down right now I am going to shoot Tosh." John said the words playfully as if he was talking about giving her a gift rather than taking away her life. Quietly Ianto moved to the railings, his heart beating fast waiting for a bang which would mean at least one person in this room was dead. He jumped a foot in the air when he heard the gun clatter to the ground, and actually rather absurdly sighed in relief when he realised it was Owen's. Jack tied Owen up first; he made sure he was next to Tosh. Then Ianto went to stand beside Gwen and got tied up in much the same way as her, arms splayed as though on a crucifix Ianto shuddered at the thought. Swiftly John turned the gun on Jack and shot him in the chest, frowning slightly as the man he had always loved died once more. He dragged him and tied him the next support down from Tosh's, before checking everyone else's ropes were tight. Ianto and Gwen didn't once look away from Jack, waiting for that gasp of air. Tosh and Owen shared a similar intent gaze however there's was fixed on each other. Silently they conversed, asking questions and demanding reluctant answers, eventually Tosh nodded ending the conversation. John perched on his toes in front of Jack waiting for him to awaken. He didn't have to wait long. He smiled as Jack breathed in a huge gulp of air, before glaring at him in disgust.
"You Bastard. You shot me." Jack spat, glancing round anxiously at his team.
"And now the fun really begins." John said triumphantly standing up and rocking back on his heels. "You would know all about that wouldn't you Owen." He grinned as Owen's jaw tightened, his eyes threatening but his mouth stayed closed. He was surprised and slightly irked to see Owen turn to Jack instead.
"It's all your fault." He stated, before returning his gaze to John and finally turning to stare imploringly at Tosh.
"I know." Jack whispered, looking down wondering how he could ever make this right again. How could he ever fix John?
"No it's not." Gwen frowned furiously at John and Owen. "Owen this is John's fault. However much Jack messed up there had to be something sick and twisted there in the first place." She glowered at John.
"You're wrong Gwen." Owen murmured, causing her to turn to stare at him instead. "And I'm guessing you'll get to see just how wrong you are." Now he turned his gaze to John, waiting for a reply to his inadvertent question. Gwen watched John too, as he leered around the group before him.
"You've been to my parties before." He winked, before rubbing his hands together eagerly. So things had gone a bit differently to how he'd imagined, it hardly mattered, the team were still at his mercy and Jack was finally going to pay.