Alright earlier as promised, so here is chapter 5.
Doctor Strong had been doing CPR for the past minute and sighed with relief as the ambulance pulled into the familiar car park of Rockwood Hospital. Medics were rushing out of the doors having already been informed of the arrivals of two injured people.
The doors to the back of the ambulance were thrown open by a doctor that Bob knew well. Doctor Charlie Davies was one of the best doctors at Rockwood. Doctor Strong had never mentioned him to Owen before as he was partly worried as to what his reaction would be. After all, Davis had been his replacement.
Ianto's breathing returned to a better rate and doctor Strong stopped his chest compressions as doctor Davies stepped up into the ambulance and headed over to Ianto in case he needed to take over Bob's previous job, the head of doctors was with him and looked at doctor Strong waiting for a report.
Charlie Davies, with the help of some more members of staff, took Ianto out of the ambulance. Doctor Strong followed like having his conversation with the head of doctors.
"His name's Ianto Jones, he's twenty four years old. Injures to his forehead, lip, cheek and mainly his ribs, three of them either fractured or broken – one on the left, two on the right – and a punctured or collapsed lung. Either way, condition is serious."
"Alright well you did good. I must ask, was there another doctor working with you?"
"Yeah, doctor Owen Harper." Bob could see that the name rang a bell with him. The pair continued on into the hospital and spilt up once they were inside the building. Doctor Strong followed Charlie Davies to where the team were taking Ianto and before Charlie could disappear into the room he pulled him aside with one message that he needed to deliver.
"Don't you dare let him die." And with that, he walked away.
Owen had been silent as he sat in the back of the black SUV. Tosh sat in the front next to Gwen, who was driving them to the hospital. Toshiko couldn't help but keep looking over her shoulder at Jack's body that was sat next to Owen in the back after the doctor had refused to leave his body in Bute Park or have it taken back to Torchwood by someone that they didn't know too well.
To anyone in the outside world, he would look like he was sleeping. Although Tosh and Gwen couldn't help but worry about Owen's current state of mind.
Even when Andy had been helping them to place Jack upright on the seat Owen had shouted at him something along the lines of 'mind his leg, it's broken!' Owen was still talking about Jack as if he was alive and it was worrying.
However there was something else that played on all of their minds, one particular question. Who would lead Torchwood now?
When Gwen drove into the hospital car park a feeling of dread settled into her stomach as she parked the SUV, took the keys and opened the door. Owen was first to get out of the vehicle before running around to the other side, pulling the door open before trying to lift Jack's body.
"Owen you can't!" Gwen exclaimed as she forced Owen to place Jack's limp and lifeless back down on the seat. Toshiko ran around the back of the car to the other side pulled Owen away from the car.
"We can't just leave him there!" It was clear to see that the doctor was distressed about this, but that didn't mean he could just do something's at his own accord.
"You need to get your arm looked at, Owen, it's injured!" Toshiko told him firmly, although she really didn't need to point that out to him. After all Owen was a doctor which meant that he defiantly knew that already.
"I know that Tosh, but I promised him and-"
"Owen, why don't we go into the hospital, find Ianto and then get some staff to comeback and help us get Jack's body in there, alright?" Gwen suggested. Owen's eyes looked between them before settling on Tosh, who looked at him firmly, almost pushing Gwen's suggestion with her eyes instead of her words.
Eventually Owen gave in and let the pair lead him into the building of Rockwood Hospital. Tosh, Owen and Gwen walked over to the reception and looked at the young and kind looking receptionist, who gave her a smile before speaking. It was Gwen who spoke back.
"How can I help you?"
"Um well my friend has been injured – he's a doctor, but that's not to relevant – he's needs to be seen to and we would also like to see our friend if that's possible."
"Sure, what's your friend's name?"
"Ianto Jones." The receptionist looked at Gwen in slight confusion, obviously not having heard the name before.
"It's alright Katie, I'll deal with this." Gwen recognised the voice straight away as did Owen and Tosh. Doctor Strong walked out from behind reception to great them all. He had changed clothes and it was only then that Owen found himself thinking that he should really be doing the same thing.
The three could see his eyes flickering over them, looking between them all in confusion. He seemed unsure of how to word what he wanted to say for a moment, before he finally spoke, "How's Jack?" He was questioning them, however it seemed like he already knew the answer.
"He's dead." Tosh replied solemnly. She looked to Owen who was now finding his feet to be much more interesting or was he looking at the floor, Tosh couldn't really be sure.
"But could we bring his body in here? It's in the SUV and I don't really want to leave it in there."
"Sure, I'll go and grab him if you want?"
"Thanks." Owen replied, although he meant thanks for two things – one for offering and one for saying he not it – Jack may be dead, but he was still a he not an it.
"I'll go with you." Gwen volunteered, pulling the keys to the SUV out of her jacket and walked beside doctor Strong out into the car park.
Tosh sat Owen down and brought him a chocolate bar – he hadn't eaten since breakfast and he'd used so much energy. Chocolate wasn't a brilliant lunch, but it had energy and it was better than nothing. She also brought him coffee.
Darkness.
There was darkness everywhere apart from every few what seemed like minutes when there would be a small flash of light and some strong beeping noises would come through the darkness before everything went back to as it was before.
Darkness and silence.
It was hard to tell whether your eyes where open or shut, whether you were hearing everything or missing some of it, whether you were dead or alive.
Trying to open your eyes was the hardest thing of all. It was a massive struggle to do so and you couldn't do it. It required too much focus and you had no focus – wait no you did, but I wasn't clear.
Pain was the first thing that struck you when your focus returned, but then that would be too much and the little bit of focus you had would disappear along with everything else.
You could hear your own breathing and it felt more reassuring to know that you were actually still breathing, but for how long? How long could your breathing continue considering that every breath was pain drawn, even though you weren't breathing alone.
You felt alone. There was someone else there, more than just one person, but you couldn't find them, you didn't think that you even knew them.
Beeping that came into focus and then there was a familiar voice, one that you could recognise, he said your name you heard it and then a few more names and then there was nothing. Complete darkness and complete silence.
The there was warmth and someone begging you to hold on.
The pair sat down in silence until Gwen and doctor Strong came back in, the doctor carrying Jack's lifeless body. Owen Stood up and walked over to the pair before they all left for the morgue, Tosh followed slowly behind feeling slightly uncomfortable.
The morgue made her feel even more uncomfortable and she was sure that Owen and Gwen could sense this.
"Alright, let's see to your arm Owen." Doctor Strong said as they all exited the room. It didn't take the two doctors long to know that Owen's arm was broken and the pair knew it without even having to x-ray it.
They plastered it and Tosh was surprised when Owen said that she could choose the colour of the cast. She chose red, knowing that he wore a lot of it and that he seemed to like it. Afterwards they put his arm in a sling – not that that stopped Owen complaining about not being able to write anything – even though Tosh knew that he could easily learn to write with his left.
Ianto could write with both, so he could probably teach him – Ianto! Tosh remembered that they hadn't seen him yet.
"Could we see Ianto now?" Gwen and Owen looked like they might have been about to ask the same question.
"I'll go and find out where he is now. I saw him earlier when he first came in, however dependent on his condition he might have moved rooms." Doctor Strong left the small group alone as he went to find Ianto.
The three stood in awkward silence, none of them knowing what to say until there was a scream and a member of staff ran out of the morgue. The three looked between each other before heading down towards her. She looked frightened out of her wits.
"Are you alright? What happened?" Gwen asked her as she placed a hand on the woman's shoulder.
"Yeah I think I will be, but I have no clue how it happened."
"How what happened?" Tosh asked, worrying that it could be something alien.
"See for yourselves." She replied before pushing herself away from the wall, "I need a hot drink." With that she turned and walked down the corridor.
Gwen, Owen and Tosh shared a look before Gwen pushed the door open, the others following behind her carefully, all of them on their guard when really they didn't need to be.
When they walked into the morgue, there standing up from the floor was the supposed to be dead, Captain Jack Harkness.
I think there will only be one or two more chapters to this story, so thanks for reading and please review.