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Ianto

Ianto's breath hitched when he saw the bodies of what were his friends. Bloodied and mutilated, they laid, some in a pile on the floor, their heads horribly deformed, some still in metal cradles. He ran to the nearest one, and gently touched the head, which lolled over to face him, coated in a ruby red layer of blood. He choked on nothing, and crept towards the next cradle. He placed a hand on the person's head, and gently rolled it so he could see who it was. Paul from maintenance. Next cradle, Jenny from Finance. Next cradle, Elizabeth from Technology. Next cradle, Phinn from the labs. Next cradle, Georgia who's desk used to be three away from Ianto's. Next cradle... Lisa. He choked back a sob, and knelt by her bloodied metal cradle. She'd been so horrible to him, too horrible for words, and yet... he'd never really stopped loving her entirely, there was still something, there, still a spark. He sat there for a few minutes, before he became aware of faint sobbing. His head whipped up, and he sprung to his feet.

"Hello?" He called. "Where are you? Do you need help?" Instantly, the sobs ceased. "Hello?" He called again.

"Ianto?" Came a timid, and slightly disbelieving voice.

"Who's there, who is it?" He asked desperately.

"It's Adele. I'm over here!" He followed the sound of his old friend's voice, until he came to a stand by her cradle. She looked shaken, but otherwise unharmed, her green eyes wide, and red hair a mess.

"Oh, Addy!" He cried in shock, and made his way forwards.

"Watch out!" she shrieked, and Ianto looked up to just above his eye line. A many armed instrument was hanging from the ceiling, with scissors, knives needles, the scissors in question poised precariously about Adelle's head.

"Help me!" She sobbed quietly. He gazed hatefully at the contraption above her head.

"I'll be right back." He said, nodding at her, before sprinting away. If he could help one person, he damn well would.

Owen

His head throbbed as he awoke, in the big room. It took him a moment to get his bearings, and figure out where he was, and what was happening. He stood up, shards of glass sliding off him, and tinkering to the floor. At the other end of the room, Tosh was comforting the man who'd been hanging from the thing on the wall, and Jack stood by, not daring to go too close. The blonde was no-where in sight. Behind him he heard footsteps, and a hand was on his shoulder. He looked around to see Ianto, panic all over his face.

"You've got to help me." He said desperately. Owen nodded, and followed.

Gwen

Her hands ached, and she stopped briefly to nurse them, before delving back into the rubble, and pulling out the next body. She shuddered, and continued.

Jack

He couldn't go to close. To be honest, he wouldn't go to close.

She'd been twenty one years old. Twenty one. He felt empty inside, the grief having not consumed him yet, though he knew it would. He looked up to see Ianto and Owen running from the room, and made the decision to follow them. He gently placed a hand on Toshiko's back, and she looked up.

"I'm going to go make sure the others are alright." He murmured, and she nodded before turning back to the Doctor.

"Be careful." The Doctor warned him absently, his words slightly muffled by Toshiko's arm. Jack nodded and running in the direction Owen and Ianto had left.

The Conversion Room

"...That button there." Jack commanded, from his awkward position. Owen pressed the button, and Jack was jerked sideways with the physical converter, dangling above Adele's converter. Ianto was holding her hand, as she sweated nervously, as Jack delved into his little knowledge of Cyber conversion units, trying to free Adele.

"It's not working Jack, isn't there something else we can do?" Owen asked, standing up by the control panel.

"No." Jack said shortly.

"Could we break it maybe?" Ianto asked.

"The metal doesn't look to strong, we could maybe find an electric saw or something-"

"Don't you dare!" Adele threatened.

"We have to do it like this. There's nobody who can help." Jack said bitterly. "The button above the last one you used." He told Owen, who sighed, and did as he was told. Jack was jerked backwards, and then to the side, the knife coming dangerously close to Owen's head, and Jack's foot ending up jabbing Owen in the groin.

"What in the name of sanity are you doing?" Came a shout from behind them. Everyone looked up, except Adele, whose head was trapped in place, and Jack, who craned his neck awkwardly, to see Tosh, with her hands on her hips, the Doctor behind her. Ianto explained briefly, and was almost finishing, when Jack slipped, falling to the floor, and knocking Owen to the ground in the process.

"Move out of the way." The Doctor ordered hollowly, marching forwards, roughly pushing Owen out of the way. He tapped a few buttons, and smacked the panel with his fist, and Adele's restraints were swallowed back into the machine, and she sat up, gasping for breath, and fell into Ianto's waiting arms. The Doctor looked on emotionless, then turned, and walked away. Tosh followed shortly after him, and Jack stood up, and hobbled slightly after them, dropping his car keys on Owen.

Owen

The Torchwood SUV roared along the freeway, with Owen at the wheel, a grumpy Gwen riding shotgun, and a protective Ianto in the backseat cuddling a traumatized Adele. Harkness and Toshiko had left with the stranger, muttering something about Roses, he hadn't heard particularly, but as they'd been leaving he'd definitely heard that noise that the police box had made that time Ianto had shot him...

TARDIS

Tosh had never seen something this sad. Burning up a sun to say goodbye, via a hologram.

"Hello." He said sadly.

"Hullo." She replied. There was a sad pause.

"How are you...?" As he filled her in on how he was there, Tosh closed her eyes tightly, and pushed her forehead onto Jack's upper arm, and she felt his hand slip around hers. "Wow." She said breathlessly. "Two minutes. I can't think what to say." He nodded.

"Jack and Tosh are here." He said, holding his hand out. Jack sidled up next to him, and clapped an arm around the Doctor's shoulders. Tosh rolled her eyes, and stood beside him.

"Hi." She said in a defeated voice.

"Hey." Rose replied.

"Look after yourself, Rosie." Jack ordered. She nodded.

"That Mickey Mouse?" Jack asked, glancing at the group of people huddled in the distance. Rose nodded. "YOU LOOK AFTER HER, YOU GOT THAT?" he shouted, pointing threateningly to Mickey, who nodded vigorously. Rose chuckled limply, turned to Jack.

"I'll miss you." Was all she said. Jack nodded. Tosh took this as a cue, and slipped her arm through Jack's.

"Let's give them some space." Rose nodded appreciatively, and Tosh steered Jack away, down a corridor, until she found a seat, and set him down on it. She sat next to him, and slipped her arm around his shoulders. Immediately, he dissolved into tears. She was stunned at his forewardness, and realized just how upset he must be. Not that she wasn't upset, but she hadn't know Rose all that long, and wasn't as close to her as Jack was, and wasn't affected that badly.

But to see the great and might Jack Harkness cry like this was just touching. She held him closer, and rubbed small circles on his back, just as he had done for her in 1941.

Rubbing their eyes, the two men stood either side of the console, when Tosh gasped.

"Where am I?" Asked the bride.

"What?" Jack asked.

"What am I doing here?"

"What?" The Doctor asked.

"WHAT AM I DOING HERE?" she shouted. Tosh sighed heavily.