Another short one. xD
Hope you enjoyyy itttttt
"Jack! What are we gonna do? She's got Ianto!" Gwen shrieked, running over to the Captain.
"How the hell should I know?" The older man yelled – slamming his fist into a nearby table.
"You must know Jack! You know the weevils more than any of us! You've gotta know how to get Ianto away from her."
"I DONT KNOW GWEN." He shouted angrily, pushing the woman forcefully away, and striding over to Owen, who was cleaning the wound on Tosh's face. Jack pulled up a chair, and sat beside Tosh.
"Jack – when I've cleaned up Tosh, can I check your cheek? It's pretty deep..."
"I'll be fine..."
Owen went back to cleaning the woman's wound, knowing that Jack wouldn't comply.
The captain leaned back in his chair, and sighed heavily – obviously in deep thought.
"I don't understand you Jack Harkness." Gwen whispered, leaning against the wall by where Jack was sat.
"Why?" The man huffed – looking up at the ceiling.
"You're just sitting here...you're not even bothering to help the man you love"
All the stress and pressure suddenly emerged from within Jack. Without thinking – he stood up, and punched the woman round the face – making her fall to the floor with a thud.
"HOW DARE YOU. HOW BLOODY DARE YOU GWEN COOPER."
Owen jumped up from where he was kneeling next to Tosh, and held the angered mans shoulders back, so he wouldn't lash out anymore.
"I WANT TO HELP HIM. GODAMMIT, I DO." Jack yelled, pushing Owen away and sitting back on the chair.
"I'm scared...If I do something...Janet might hurt him. And I don't want to risk that. I can't let him get hurt..." The man rested his head on his hands and sniffed.
Tosh sighed, turned around, and rested her hand on Jack's shoulders.
"Jack...if you stay here...you don't know what Janet's doing to him..."
The Captain nodded, sniffing once more. "I can't lose him..." he whispered quietly, so only Tosh could hear him.
"Then save him..." The woman whispered back, rubbing her hand over the man's wounded cheek.
Jack smiled at Tosh. He then stood up, put on shirt which was on the back of his chair and ran down to help his lover.
