Ianto tried to move his lips, but the drugs forced them closed. His eyes strayed on his work mate. He sat in the corner of his prison, straight jacket holding him hostage.
It wasn't long before they were in a small room. Ianto closed his eyes, if he slept the drugs off maybe he could ask about Owen when he woke. It had to have been Owen, something was going on in Cardiff and members of torchwood were being sucked into it. Before he knew it his eyes were closed and he had drifted off.
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Ianto's eyes opened slowly. At first the room moved but after a quick shake of the head, he was looking at the ceiling. His hands and feet were still bound to the bed he lay on. A doctor entered the room slowly.
"Hello there Ianto. My name is Doctor Valentina Stone. But you can just call me Valentina. You don't need to be formal with me." She giggled. "I'm just here to check on you. How are you feeling?"
Ianto looked at her. She had long brown hair tied in a pony tail and big brown eyes covered by glasses. Her thin body was covered in a long white coat and she had a small friendly smile on her face. "I'm…alright."
"That's good. Are you comfortable?"
"I'd be a lot more comfortable if these restraints weren't on me."
"Those are for your own safety."
"I, need to go to the bathroom."
"Of course, I'll get you a bed pan."
"I'm not useless! I can go to the bathroom. Please. Give me a little dignity." Ianto sighed. He was being held prisoner and it killed him.
Valentina looked at her patent and sighed. "I'll get Mark. He'll take you to the bathroom."
Ianto looked up. She smiled at him then left the room. She soon returned with a large man in a blue uniform.
"Hi, I'm mark. I'll help you out. Now, I'm going to un-restrain you. If you fight me or misbehave this won't happen again. Can we trust you?"
Ianto nodded.
"Alright."
Mark began to untie him, each buckle at a time. Soon Ianto was free from his confinements.
"Hop up slowly and keep your hands where I can see them clearly." Mark added.
Ianto looked over at Valentina. She was holding a syringe in her hands. He got up and soon felt his feet on the cold ground. Mark held his arm and walked him to the bathroom. He stopped at the door and let go of his arm.
"I'll let you go in alone, but do not lock the door."
Ianto nodded and closed the door. After finishing up he walked back to the door. A sigh of despair flowed through him. Back to bed and back to being drugged. This was not a way to live. He pulled open the door only to see Mark waiting outside.
"Okay, now come back to bed."
"Do I have to be…"
'Yes, we have to restrain you."
"Why? I won't do anything."
"Your chart says otherwise sweety." Valentina answered.
"Please, I won't…"
She sighed.
"Come on hop back up here." Mark helped Ianto back onto the bed. He fiddled with the buckles until he had clipped Ianto's wrist back into place.
When he was restrained once more, Valentina thanked Mark and he left the room.
"Can I ask a question?" Ianto asked.
"Of course." Valentina answered.
"Is there another patent here named Owen Harper?"
"I'm not sure, I could find out for you."
"Thank you."
"Why do you ask?"
"I'm just wondering. Would you mind not telling anyone I asked? Please."
She bit her lip. "Alright, I'll keep it between us."
"Thank you, Valentina."
"You're very welcome." She walked from the room.
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It seemed like he had been lying there for days. No one had come or gone from the room since Valentina had been here. If he didn't die of boredom soon he would have to bite his tongue off. At that moment Valentina returned. He looked up at her smiling face.
"Hello, how are you feeling?"
"Dying of boredom, did you find anything out?"
"Yes I did. There is indeed a patent by the name of 'Owen Harper' at this hospital. Do you know him?"
"Yeah, he's a friend of mine. What's he in here for?"
"Well, he has been here for about three days and he is highly delusional."
"How so?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I'm curious; he's a friend of mine."
She raised an eyebrow. "He believes in things that are not true."
"Torchwood? Captain Jack Harkness?"
She pulled her brows together. "How did you know that?"
Ianto's heart pounded. "I…I…Can I see him?"
"I'm afraid I can't do that. How did you know about all that?"
"Valentina, you're the only one I trust in this hospital, can I trust you completely?"
She thought for a moment. This was completely unusual. Ianto Jones had had no contact with Owen Harper. How could he have known about his illness? "Yes…you can trust me."
Ianto looked her in the eyes. She looked concerned, but trustworthy. "Please keep this between us. Everything today, keep it all between you and me."
Doctor Davis entered the room. "Hello Doctor Stone. What are you doing here?"
"Just a casual check up. Just making sure everything was alight and that your patent was comfortable."
"And?"
"He's doing quite well."
"Has he been speaking?"
She looked over at Ianto. He looked worried. "Not too much. I should go now, I have a few other patents to tend too."
"Of course. Thank you Valentina."
She nodded then looked at Ianto, she gave him a smile and a nod before walking from the room. She looked at her chart. She would get to the bottom of all this.