DON'T LOOK NOW: PART

Martha Jones peered through the containment glass, trying her level best to keep her emotions at bay as she watched the Hazmat suited UNIT medic move about the space she could not enter. She sighed turning away and pulling out her mobile phone.... Jack was not going to be happy..... she hit the speed dial. It was a moment before her friend and former travelling companion took the call, he was obviously driving.

"Hey, Jack its Martha."

"My nightingale. Martha this is a surprise, how are you?" He sounded tense even through the phone line.

"I'm ok Jack. You need to come to London. I found Ianto and others, it's a Torchwood problem... but you need to get here fast. I'll text you the GPS......"

"I'm already on my way, are you in Merton by any chance?"

Martha was frowning now. "Yes, how did you know?"

"I'll explain when I get there, see you in about an hour."

Martha hung up and went back to looking into the isolation room. It had been a long night and a highly stressful morning trying to get this situation contained. Nearly 40 people had been arrested, all of them apparently Torchwood employees and she was wondering how in hell Jack didn't know about this, or maybe he did. Martha wanted to doubt it especially when she had found Ianto in the state that he was in. Specialist medical technicians were in there with him now and a dozen or so other patients including two young children. Unfortunately the databases had been wiped two chambers had been flooded with lethal doses of radiation sentencing those inside to death, it had been nothing short of a miracle that they had been able to stop the rest of these victims, test subjects, abductees.... from being killed outright. Whichever way she looked at it, it wasn't good and Martha couldn't help but wonder why Ianto was here and what the Hell had been going on. The containment and clean up was going to be a nightmare because they had no idea what they were dealing with.

Forty seven minutes later and Jack Harkness was standing at her side, mirroring her gaze, his face a composed, blank mask.

"I need to get in there." It was the first thing he said to her, greetings could wait.

Martha nodded. "You'll need a suit, we can't risk anyone getting exposed until we know what it is we are dealing with."

Jack nodded.

It took far too long to organise and Jack was fast losing his patience by the time he was finally admitted into the sealed chamber. It looked like any other hospital room if you ignored the suited figures wandering about the beds. Ianto's was situated at the far end of the room and Jack had to bite back his shock at what he saw. So much machinery, the first thing he thought of was Lisa and how much Ianto would hate this if were aware of it. He recognised the ventilator, the IV, the monitors and the machine Owen had pointed out in the Polaroid as being for dialysis. There were wires and tubes everywhere and a steady whirring of sound. What was visible of Ianto's skin was white alabaster like, the fine dark hairs of his chest and arms starkly contrasted. It was odd, even with the tube taped against his chin and sensors stuck against his temple the young man looked remarkably peaceful in his comatose state. Jack grasped his limp hand unable to gain any sense of his lover through the Hazmat suit, other than the bonelessness of the limb in his grip. Not really sure what to do Jack just stood there and watched for a long time before he finally felt some one tap his shoulder. He turned. It was Martha similarly suited, smiling through the visor.

"We're going to be moving the less critical patients soon. I was wondering if you wanted to sit in on the questioning of the prisoners. They're Torchwood, you should be there."

Jack narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean they are Torchwood?"

Martha knew his surprise was genuine and was grateful for it. "Torchwood 4?"

Jack sighed. "Do whatever you deem is required. I'm staying with Ianto."

"Are you sure Jack?"

He nodded. "As far as I am concerned UNIT have full jurisdiction over this. Just find out what the hell they were up to and I can trust you to keep me in the loop?"

Martha gently squeezed his shoulder. "I will Jack, I promise and here's a chair, you may want to sit down for a bit."

"I want to get Ianto out of here as soon as possible."

Martha was shaking her head at him. "We won't be moving him anywhere for a while Jack, he's too ill. Transporting him is too risky because we need to keep him contained our initial tests indicate that these people have all been infected with some kind of Virus similar to the Marbug strain that killed people in China a couple of years ago. It looks like different types of treatment are being tested out in these patients."

Jack sighed unhappily. "You'll need to talk to Owen. We discovered that Ianto has discrepancies in his DNA, it may be connected to this, he can email all of his notes. I want him here anyway, no disrespect Martha but he has more experience with this sort of thing."

Martha offered up a reassuring grin. "Don't worry Jack. I'll call him and get him a helicopter ride over, he'll love that!"

Jack returned his attention to Ianto. "Can you send out a couple of trustworthy soldiers to Cardiff to give Tosh and Gwen some back up?"

"No problem." She stepped back, about to move away. "We'll sort this Jack, we'll get him well again."

"Is that a promise?"

Martha wished it could be. "I can only promise my best efforts on his behalf."

"That's good enough for me."

Owen loved his helicopter ride because he discovered in his undead state that he could not get airsick. Three hours later and he was examining Ianto extremely thoroughly under Jack's concerned gaze. Martha had returned to UNIT HQ to oversee questioning the prisoners. Owen talked to the UNIT doctors and found out that Ianto's sister and her two children were also there at the 'research facility'. Owen checked them over as well, the children were not too seriously ill, but Rhiannon Evans was in the same condition as her younger brother. It took Owen some time to convince Jack to leave Ianto's bed side and get him out of the containment area so that they could talk properly.

Owen's face spoke volumes. "We really need more intel Jack. I think you should help Martha with the interrogations and we should get Tosh in to take apart their computers, she's way better than anyone UNIT will have. I can't help Ianto without more information."

Jack ran his hand through his hair. "Ok, I'll sort out a hotel for us, there's a Holiday Inn a couple of streets away and I'll send for Tosh." He hesitated looking away from Owen for a moment. "Be straight with me, how bad is he?"

Owen followed Jack's gaze. "Both he and his sister are in a bad way, I suggest you contact their mother. Ianto appears to be more stable. This could go either way Jack and we can't start treating them.... like I said more info."

Jack nodded. "Right then. I'll tell Martha I'm on my way. You have any specific questions I need to be asking?"

"The medical ones?"

Jack nodded.

"Martha will know, you're just good on the persuation side of things... Don't hold back Jack, even if you have to torture the bastards."

Jack pulled his mobile out of his trouser pockets. "You have my word."