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Chapter 7

Aftermath

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It took Jack a moment to actually process what it was he was seeing.

Ianto.

His Ianto.

Being kissed by John Hart.

Moving quickly, he pulled John away from Ianto, not missing the smug smirk on the other Captain's face, before he swung, satisfaction running through him as he felt a crunch, John's head turning from the force of the blow, the man staggering a little but catching himself before he fell.

"Jack!"

He heard the shout, could feel a slight twinge coming from his hand, but he ignored it, trying to reach for John again, but being stopped by a body that he knew well.

"Jack, stop."

Breathing heavily, Jack looked into Ianto's shocked eyes, gritting his teeth when he saw the redness of his mouth, taking a step back and glaring at where John was smirking up at him, wiping away the blood on his chin that had dribbled down from his split lip.

Turning, he headed towards his office, trying to ignore the looks coming from the rest of his team, knowing that he was about to explode and not wanting to go off on one of his team.

He was refused to think of John as part of his team.

Reaching his office, he closed the door, pulling the shades, before turning and punching the wall, not feeling any pain, the image of Ianto and Hart kissing replaying over and over in his mind.

He didn't know what had come over him, but seeing Ianto pushed up against someone else, kissing someone else, had just made Jack see red. The fact that it was Hart just made him even angrier.

He wondered if that was why people in this century thought so highly of monogamy.

When the edge of his anger wore off, he pulled back, stepping away from the wall and sitting on his desk, dropping his head into his hands.

"Finished then, Sir?"

Looking up, he took in Ianto standing in the door, an unreadable look on his face, the other man holding something in his hands.

"How long have you been standing there?" Jack asked, not sure how long ago it had been since he'd walked in himself.

"Long enough," Ianto replied, closing the door behind him as he walked into the office.

Watching him walk in, Jack couldn't help but admire the way Ianto's suit hugged his body, the lust and want that he'd been trying to suppress around Ianto breaking through his barriers as the young man came to a stop in front of him, surprise running through him as Ianto reached out and grabbed his hand.

He was shocked to see that there was blood there, running down to his wrist. His knuckles were all swollen and split, bruises already forming around each one.

Ianto was already cleaning his hand, his face a picture of concentration as he wiped the blood, before placing an ice bag on it.

"That'll hurt," Ianto said, looking up at him, amusement and exasperation clear in his gaze.

"Aren't you going to kiss it better?" Jack asked, the corners of his mouth twitching up as Ianto smiled, shaking his head, but pulling the ice pack off and raising the hand to his mouth.

The feel of Ianto's breath on his knuckles almost made Jack shiver, his breath catching just a little when Ianto kissed each knuckle slowly, his eyes raising to meet Jack's, the look in them making Jack want to reach out and grab the Welshman.

"There," Ianto said once he had kissed each knuckle, his face moving away, but his hand still holding Jack's. "All better."

"Yeah," Jack replied, standing up, not letting his eyes leave Ianto's.

He almost smiled when he saw Ianto's pupils dilate, lifting his uninjured hand and cupping Ianto's cheek, rubbing his thumb over it and holding back the grin that wanted to stretch across his face when Ianto leaned into it.

"Jack," Ianto said a little breathily, Jack smirking inwardly at the tone.

"Ianto," he replied, closing the small distance between them, moving his injured hand so that his fingers slid through Ianto's, gripping them lightly and placing them on his chest, not even feeling the pain as he tilted his head, eyes closing as their noses brushed together.

"Ianto," he murmured again, grinning when he felt Ianto's other hand running up his side, taking it as permission and closing the small distances between their mouths.

Brushing their lips together, Jack couldn't resist slipping his tongue through Ianto's parted mouth, almost groaning at the feel of Ianto's silky mouth. Ianto didn't respond at first, staying immobile and still, Jack feeling something pierce through him as the time seemed to drag on before his Welshman responded.

When he did, Jack wasn't able to hold back the groan, grinning when Ianto's tongue met his own, a spark running through him as Ianto's hand gripped his shirt, pulling him closer.

It had been so long since he'd kissed someone, since he'd kissed Ianto, and he was surprised at the feelings of lust and want that ran through him, heat pooling as he pushed even closer to Ianto.

His hand moved from where it had been cupping Ianto's cheek back to his hair, running through it gently before running down his neck and along his shoulder.

"Urmm," Ianto groaned, pulling away with a wince. It took Jack a moment to realize what was going on, guilt running through him as he realized that he'd just hurt Ianto's injured shoulder.

"Sorry," he murmured, his hand gently moving across the injured shoulder.

"It's alright," Ianto replied, sending him a grin. "Probably a good thing."

Nodding reluctantly, Jack took a step back, trying to ignore the hurt that ran through him at Ianto's words, surprised when he realized that Ianto was still holding his hand. Ianto looked down at their joined hands, mouth twitching as he pulled them closer to his mouth, gently kissing Jack's hand again.

Grinning, Jack tried to ignore the loss he felt when Ianto let go of their hands.

"You were looking for me before, Sir?" Ianto asked, placing the ice pack back on, easily slipping back into his usual role, Jack wondering how he was able to do it so easily.

"Sir?" he replied, part of him hating Ianto's use of the word. He'd come to realize that Ianto usually used it when he wanted to put some distance between them, something that he hadn't realized until recently.

Ianto simply raised an eyebrow back, Jack knowing that he wasn't going to stop Ianto from calling him 'Sir' at work, knowing that even though Ianto used it as a barrier, he also used it to be more professional.

"I was looking for the Sentient Mind Probe," Jack said, remembering that they had a possible hostile alien spy in their cells, a being that had scared Janet, and that had let off an electromagnetic field.

Ianto stared at him for a moment, small furrow in his brow.

"Do you remember what happened the last time you used it?" Ianto asked, eyebrow raised in question, before he turned and started walking out of the office.

"That was different," Jack said, following him. "And that species had extremely high blood pressure."

"Oh, right," Ianto said, walking down the last steps, the others looking at them in interest. "Their heads must explode all the time."

"Jack, you can't do this, what if you're wrong?" Gwen asked, giving him her look that said he was making the wrong decision. "If she is human, it'll kill her."

"I'm not wrong," Jack replied, irritation running through him. "We have to find out what she is."

He watched as Ianto left the main Hub, heading down to find the mind probe. He was worried about the woman, worried about what she might be, but he was more worried about why she had attacked Ianto, why Ianto had been attacked in the first place and what his connection with the two men from the flat and these aliens were.

"Exploding heads, gruesome murders, I'm starting to think I should've come here a long time ago."

Turning towards the voice, Jack glared at Hart, taking in the way the man was sitting in the chair, an ice pack to his lip, grin spreading across his face.

"Eye Candy took care of it for me," John said. "Made it all better."

Gritting his teeth, Jack turned his back on the man, deciding that he would just have to ignore the other man.

It didn't take Ianto long to bring the probe up, still looking like he wasn't too sure that they should be using it, but Jack knew that they needed to know what Beth actually was and what her friends were up to. The woman looked scared when they brought her up, but sat down in the chair and allowed the probe to be attached without any complaint.

"Okay, Tosh," Jack said, nodding at the tech expert, feeling a little guilt when the probe was activated and the woman let out a sound of pain.

"What planet are you from?" he asked.

"I'm human, I'm from Earth," Beth replied, her hands curling as the probe's electricity ran through her.

"Who were the people in your flat? Why did they kill those other two men?" he continued.

"I don't know!" she answered.

"Go deeper," he said, sending Tosh a stern glance, knowing that she would want to stop.

He could feel annoyance run through him as the woman continued to deny everything, telling Tosh to go deeper as he continued to ask questions. He didn't miss when the electromagnetic field that she gave off started, knew that they were getting closer to the truth, telling Tosh to keep going, relieved as Owen continued to tell him her vitals were fine.

When Beth passed out, he knew that they had it, his thoughts confirmed as the woman's arm morphed, parts of the skin raised with red lights glowing underneath.

"Bloody hell," John swore, coming to stand next to him. "Jack that's-"

"Yeah," he replied, pulling John back from where the man had started to move forwards. "Toshiko, what happened?"

"A hidden compartment, she couldn't have been aware that it was there," Tosh replied.

"Who are you?" Jack asked, moving to stand in front of the woman, not surprised at the response that he received.

"Where are you from?" he continued, listening to the woman repeat herself.

"Jack, what's she saying?" Gwen asked, moving closer.

"Name, rank, serial number," Jack replied.

"And that's all she's going to say," John added, crouching down and looking at the woman's arm, before looking up at Jack. "This is real bad, Jack."

Nodding, Jack looked over at Ianto, feeling a pit form in his stomach as he met the blue eyes.

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