Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or Doctor Who, if I did Jack and Ianto would have gotten the happy ending they deserved and Owen and Tosh would still be alive.

Chapter 13

A sad sigh escaped Grey's lips as he finished the tying the last of Ianto's bonds. "I hate doing this to you, Ianto, I really am, but it's the only way to keep you from running back to my brother. I'm sorry but I can't let you do that. Don't worry; you wouldn't be tied up long. I'll let you go just as soon as you see the light, lovely one. You won't be safe from him until we break the mind control my brother has over you." He stroked Ianto's cheek tenderly.

Ianto glared at the other man and fought against the urge to jerk his head away. Grey's very touch made him feel dirty and in dire need of a shower. As casually as he could, Ianto glanced around the room, trying to find some way of escaping. He desperately wanted to ask if Tosh was all right, but he was trying to be cool and in all honesty, he was afraid that if he spoke, his voice would shake and reveal his true emotional state.

Grey paid no attention to Ianto's glare as he continued to talk. "Don't worry, my love, soon you'll be free of Jack's control and then we can be together, just like we were meant to be." Grey smiled almost shyly at Ianto, as though they'd just met and were on a first date.

John Smith-Saxon had no idea what to do as Jack Harkness strode right into his home as if he belonged there. "Can I help you, Jack?" All he could do was wonder if Jack had finally lost his mind. After all, what known criminal would willingly walk into the house of UNIT's Minister of Defence? Harold Saxon was the most powerful man in New London, maybe even on New Earth. Jack's actions bordered on insanity.

Jack's blue eyes bored into John's with laser-like intensity. "Ianto's been kidnapped and I need your help in getting him back." Jack wasted no in getting down to business.

"What?" John roared as he shot to his feet. "You swore to me that Ianto would be safe with you! That's the only reason I didn't have Harold bring him back and have you charged with kidnapping!"

"I know, John, I know!" There was actually a hint of desperation to Jack's voice. "I swore that Ianto would be safe, and he was. I love him, John; he's mine to love and protect and I failed! I don't need you to tell me how badly I failed! I just need to know if you're going to help me find Ianto." Jack was not in the mood to be chastised. Ianto was somewhere in grave danger and his rescue couldn't wait.

"Of course we will! You're not the only one who cares about Ianto." John snapped angrily. "Just tell me what you need us to do?" John had made a promise and he was not going to let Jack's carelessness mean that he betrayed the trust of the man who had given his own life to save John's.

"Just be ready," Jack growled and with that said he stalked away, letting the door slam behind him. John watched him go and he felt a surge of hope; Jack would move heaven and earth to rescue his lover. On the other hand, John felt pity for whomever was stupid enough to take Ianto; they would not survive Jack's wrath.

Seven hours had passed since Ianto's disappearance and there had been no word on his whereabouts. Tosh was upstairs, recovering from being tased; her wound, while painful, was not life threatening. Unfortunately, her memory of what had happened in the living room was blank. She'd been unable to give Jack and his team any useful information. Martha didn't care; she was just thankful that her lover was going to be okay.

While Jack was out on his own mission, John had taken the team to the streets and they'd only arrived back at the mansion a short time ago. Now, they were gathered in Jack's office, having successfully captured their quarry.

John Hart menacingly hateful at the bound and gagged man handcuffed to the chair before him. "You know, for one of Adam's informers you were pathetically easy to catch." He sneered derisively at the old man.

Angry footsteps echoed down the hallway and an electric charge filled the air; against his will, the prisoner shuddered in fear and his shrivelled old body seemed to shrink it on itself. John, Mickey and Jake's gazes all turned to the doorway to see Jack and Martha entering. Jack's eyes blazed with purpose; he was out for blood.

Pure rage and hatred shone in Jack's eyes when he discovered who it was that John had captured. He stared down at the bound and gagged frightened form of, Bilis Manager, Adam's number one rat informer. Jack smiled like a vicious animal and Bilis suddenly feared he might wet himself. He cringed as the mob boss looked him up and down, as if trying to decide where to take his first bite."

"Just so you know," Jack tone was almost conversational. "Your boss brought this on you the moment he decided to drag my Ianto into harm's way. Now I'm about to remind you of exactly why I'm not the man to mess with." Jack's smile was all teeth when he saw Bilis blanch whiter than paper and shiver in fear. "I destroyed the Time Agency and what they did to garner my vengeance was a mere drop in the bucket compared to kidnapping my Ianto. I am a master of torture and you're going to be begging for death long before I've finished with you."

Bilis gulped and whimpered when he saw the unrestrained hatred that darkened Jack's blue eyes. He was man who hated pain, pain terrified him and the look in Jack's eyes promised a lot of pain.

Jack's grin was pure evil as he saw the fear bloom in Bilis' eyes. "I'll give you one chance to save your skin. Let's start with, was Gwen working with Adam? And then we'll go to who else on my team has been bought by Adam? Answer me those two questions and if I think you're telling me the truth, I won't rip your beating heart out of your chest while you watch."

Bilis leapt at his one chance to save his own skin. "Yes! Yes, it was her! Gwen was working for Adam! And so is your brother, Grey! It was him; he did it! He's the one who's been spying on you for Adam, but when he found out that Adam was going to kill Jones his mind just snapped. Grey's been madly in love with Jones since the first day he saw him. He learned what Gwen's orders were and he's been following her, waiting for her to make her move." Bilis was talking as fast as he could.

Jack stumbled back as if he had been punched in the gut. Martha rushed to his side, offering him support. His own brother had betrayed him. Jack wasn't sure how or even if he would ever recover from such a heartbreaking betrayal. 'No, first I have to find Ianto and then I'll deal with Grey.'

"You should be thanking him! If he hadn't been there, Gwen would have murdered Jones! Grey saved his life!" There must have been something telling in Jack's eyes, because Bilis suddenly and desperately blurted out, "I told you what you wanted to hear! Now, let me go!" and he yanked futilely at his bonds.

Jack looked at him coldly. "I don't think sticking up for my brother is going to help your cause." His gaze flickered over to John. "We have no more use for him. Return him to Adam and make sure he knows just how big of a help Bilis was." Jack's wickedly evil shark's grin had Bilis shaking in his boots. It didn't matter that Jack wasn't going to hurt him; he was a dead man anyway. Adam Smith did not take betrayal well.

Jack was finished waiting around. If Bilis had spoken the truth, and Grey had saved Ianto's life out of love for him, then Jack had a pretty good idea where Grey had taken his lover. 'Baby brother or not Grey, if you have harmed my Ianto in any way, I will destroy you!' Jack vowed and he stalked out of the room.

Martha and John exchanged worried looks, silently communication flowing between them. Martha gave him a slight nod; she would go with Jack and John could be sure that Martha would do what needed to be done if Jack couldn't.

Martha chased after Jack; his long legs made his strides much longer and she had to nearly run in order to catch him. "Mind telling me where we're going?" She asked.

Jack's emotions were so hidden behind an impenetrable mask that Martha was shocked to see that, for the first time since they'd met, she couldn't read him. Jack never even spared her a glance as he announced, "There's only one place that Grey would take Ianto, the home he grew up in."

TBC…