"You are fucking pathetic Jack! You trap the target with a weapon, but it's a weapon that's a trap on yourself!" Owen snapped, running beside Jack both panting hard from exhaustion. Jack knew both of them were the fastest out of the four members but neither of them was fast enough to capture Ianto. Sweat quickly formed over his forehead, soon trailing down onto his cheeks.

He couldn't remember the last time he had to run like this, it was breathtaking he admitted but never in his time at Torchwood had he found it this challenging.

"This isn't exactly how I thought the plan would work" he gasped, his lungs empty from oxygen.

"Of course it wouldn't work, he's immortal and he wouldn't get captured without a fight. You of all people should know that" Gwen informed, Jack grunted towards her knowledge, she was wise but right now wasn't the right time for her to be.

"Little of the annoying comments thanks, I know I screwed up but now isn't the right time for all of you to tell me that" he snapped.

"I think right now is the perfect time" Toshiko mumbled.

"Well you would Toshiko!" Jack fought back.

Sighing loudly he continued to run after Ianto, noting that his clothes were soaked and clinging against his flesh. Not only were his teammates blaming him, but he now also had a chance of catching hyperaemia.

For the first time in ten minutes a grin plastered on his face and without waiting any longer he gave all his power to his legs, fighting his way further up the sewer.

He had noticed that Ianto had stopped, a sign which suggested he had either ran out of breath or he had caught up with the alien Jack thought would be most likely to be a weevil. Ignoring his teammate's row behind him his tired legs soon gave out beside Ianto, his lungs deeply recovering from lose of oxygen.

Bending down he rested his hands onto his wet knees, squinting his eyes at how cold he was. His instinct was Ianto too must be cold, but then again he was wearing less clothes than he was, meaning the more amounts of clothes he had the more cold water the clothes had absorbed.

Standing back up he winced at the massive click escaping from his back, he had to exercise more often.

He glanced towards Ianto, his eyes meeting Ianto's. Both stared at each other before Ianto avoided his gaze and to only look behind him. Following his stare his eyes landed on three guns perfectly aimed at Ianto. Jack never recalled the three of them arriving, his distraction of clothes lead him to not even hear them.

Turning back towards Ianto he watched his pleading eyes, this hit Jack. He couldn't take his friend getting hurt anymore, even if they were enemies, friendship was much stronger.

"Lower your weapons" he coldly ordered, keeping his gaze towards Ianto he watched him weakly smile at him, without thinking he lightly smiled back.

Gwen, the one most taken by his command stepped forward, her gun still hovering in the air. Ianto eyed her, his arms slowly reaching towards his waist. Lightly groaning he had forgotten that Torchwood had confiscated his guns earlier.

Breathing deeply, he took a step back, bracing himself for the bullet to enter his body. Swallowing down his saliva he stared at Gwen, waiting for the trigger to be pulled.

"Gwen, you have to do as I say. Put the gun down" Jack calmly ordered, with a tear in her eyes she shook her head.

"No, he has humiliated me too many times and he deserves to die" she responded, her finger slightly twitching on the trigger.

Slowly Jack stood in front of her target, his hand reaching out towards the gun. Knowing that Gwen wouldn't dare to shoot him he walked towards her, his eyes firmly locked onto the gun.

"I know you don't want to do this" he murmured.

Gwen nodded; Jack shook his head at her response.

"I know you don't Gwen. Killing him will only let out your stress, even though he comes back to life it isn't worth it. Give me the gun" Reaching forward he grasped hold of the gun, slowly moving it out of her hands he threw it to the floor. Not caring he had just lost some equipment.

Glancing behind her he smiled at the fact that both Toshiko and Owen had followed his command, nodding at the pair of them he turned towards Ianto who was staring at all four of them.

"Thanks" he lightly panted, Jack nodded.

"I don't want the SUV to get even dirtier because of another death" he lied; he fought the urge to tell the truth. He didn't want to sound that soft.

Stepping forwards he hoped he wasn't going to regret this later, walking closer towards Ianto he quickly reacted.

Raising his eyebrow his breath hitched at the contact of something onto his back. Wondering what it was he soon yelped at the electricity. Groaning he stared at Jack, watching his vision as it blurred he lost his balance soon falling into unconsciousness.

Alerted by this Jack grabbed Ianto's shirt, pulling him into his embrace, preventing either of them from getting even more wet. Brushing Ianto's soft curls away from his eyelids he allowed a quiet sigh to escape his mouth.

"I'm sorry Ianto"

-ITNOV –

Jack stared at Ianto inside the cell, he had been stood there since they had come back to the hub, and he wasn't at least one percent bored.

Watching him breathe he lightly sighed, he was eager for Ianto to wake up but he didn't know what was going to happen after that. His position in Torchwood as the leader would be to punish and warn Ianto for an attempt to escape. Then again, the feeling that he needed to comfort his friend in this situation was also possible.

Groaning he leant against the glass door, not bothering to notice he was slipping down onto the floor. Wincing at the sudden impact of the floor hitting his ass he uncomfortably rubbed it. Finding that his rubbing technique had decreased the pain he jumped at the sound of someone inhaling in the air.

Struggling up onto his two feet he watched Ianto recovering from being stunned. He himself had been through the experience, and it wasn't one he was willing to go through again.

Swallowing his saliva his breathing stopped when Ianto's eyes met his. For the first time in ages, Jack didn't know how to react.