Sorry for taking so long on this chapterrr.

Next one should be up within a few days.

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Jack gasped; looking at his now unconscious lover slumped on the floor. Blood was trickling from the back of his head onto the cold hard floor. Owen, Tosh and Gwen had gasped in horror as Ianto was thrown forcefully across the room, but now, they were deathly silent; Tosh holding onto Owens forearm, and Gwen gripping hold of the concrete wall.

Janet let out a vicious growl, and leapt forward, so she was standing right in front of Jack. She began to sniff him: around his neck, his shoulders, and the front of his chest. The man stood motionless; his eyes on his battered lover and his fists clenched tightly by his sides.

Gwen stood in absolute shock. The weevil was standing far too close to Jack for her liking. Her hands were starting to make their ways to the man's neck. Her palms were out stretched, as if to show that she was ready to attack. Gwen's own hands started to mimic Janet's' familiar process, and clawed and scraped against the concrete.

"Gwen," Owen whispered, putting a hand on her shoulder "Calm down, he's gonna be fine. This is Jack we're talking about."
Gwen continued to claw and scratch the wall, and Owen sighed sadly. Tosh put her arm around him to comfort him, and Owen leaned his head on her shoulder.

Jacks eyes were wide as he felt the weevil's hot breath tumble against his neck and jaw line. He wasn't gonna hide it. He was scared. He'd been attacked by a weevil before, and God did it hurt – more than anything he'd ever experienced before. He was just glad he was the one that was going to feel Janet's wrath, rather than Ianto.

The Captain quickly glanced over to his unconscious lover as Janet sniffed his chest once again. The young man was still motionless. Blood was pooling around his head at an alarming rate. Jack knew he had to get to Ianto soon.

Janet's movements stopped and her head moved upwards so she was looking into Jacks eyes. Her head cocked to the side, as she saw the man's eyes look behind her. The weevil followed Jack's gaze, until she reached the bundle lying on the floor. Janet made a low snarl, and pushed the captain away from her, and shuffled over to Ianto – occasionally turning back to check the man didn't come any closer.

The Captain knew what Janet was doing. She was sending him a warning. One that says "If you come any closer – I'll hurt him" Jack let out a soft whimper as the beast bent down next to his lover, and put her claws onto his back. The man heard a small sob escape Tosh from beside him. He wished Tosh didn't have to see this. She's seen too much already. Jack closed his eyes for a brief moment, before looking back to Ianto.

The weevil was now holding his lover. His stomach was on her legs - his face, facing the floor - her claws, deep into his back. Jack hissed gently, as he watched blood seep out of Ianto's skin.
"Stop it!" The man whispered angrily, clenching and unclenching his fists.
Janet seemed to take note of Jacks movements, and withdrew her claws from the boys' back - only to replace them a bit lower down – making more blood seep out.

The unconscious Ianto made a small whimper, and his hand twitched – obviously feeling the claws digging into his back. After seeing that, Jack had had enough. He growled inwardly, and took a step towards the beast.
Janet looked up, seeing the mans advances and withdrew her claws once again, and grabbed Ianto's face.
"Let him go Janet…" The Captain threatened – staring hard at the weevil.
She did nothing – just held on tighter to the boys face.

"I said…Let…him…go…"
Janet growled – taking Jacks words as a challenge.
She threw the boy off her legs, and into the corner. He stirred, and his hand flew to his head, covering his eyes.
"Ianto's never done anything to you. He comes in everyday to feed you. He sits outside your vault and talks to you. Now you're doing this to him?"

Another growl from Janet.
"Jaacck" Ianto whimpered softly, slowly regaining consciousness.
"It's alright Ianto…just…relax…"
"Neeeehh…"