With a little help from my friends Chapter 9

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Jack 's finger was on the trigger and he was itching to pull it and blow John Hart's brains out. To end his life once and for all and free him and Ianto from his interfering.

"Get your hands off of him! Now!" Barked Jack,

John smiled, stepped back and released Ianto's arms. "No harm done, love."

"And the other hand!" said Jack, pushing the gun barrel against John's left temple.

He reluctantly removed the offending hand from the Welshman's groin and Ianto straightened his clothes and moved away from the wall. Turning quickly, Ianto lashed out with his right hand, catching John square in the face. Blood dripped from his nose and split lip. Ianto raised his arm again, but Jack pulled him against his chest and held him there.

"Get out of here. I never want to see you again!" The leader of Torchwood said. "If I do, Owen won't be able to stop me from emptying my gun into you!"

John wiped the blood from his face with the back of his hand, then walking passed Ianto and Jack, walked through the door, past Owen and back up into the main Hub area. As he entered the Hub, he winked at Tosh, before going through the cog door.

Owen left Ianto and Jack in the archives and followed John up.

Turning Ianto in his arms, Jack tilted his chin up so he could look into the younger man's eyes. "Are you okay?"

Ianto didn't look at him, but nodded.

"Look at me. Ianto!"

Ianto raised tear filled eyes to him. Jack thought his heart would break.

"It's okay. You're safe. I'm here."

"I should have listened to you. I thought I could handle him." he laughed nervously. "Guess I was wrong."

"It'll never happen again, I promise." Jack kissed Ianto's lips.

The kiss deepened, as Ianto put his arms around Jack's waist and pushed his tongue into his mouth. Tongues battled for dominance, as Ianto pushed their bodies together, seeking warmth and reassurance from the older man. Their hands began to rove over each other's bodies and the kiss became more urgent. Jack finally pulled away, holding Ianto at arms length. The younger man looked puzzled.

"Not here. Not now."

"Jack….I want you."

Jack shook his head.

Ianto moved forward again, trying to kiss his lover.

"Ianto, no!"

"What? Am I soiled now, is that it?"

"No! Why would you say such a thing?"

Ianto shook his head. To tell the truth, he didn't know. It just came out.

Jack grabbed him, pulling him into a hug. "I would never think that about you. Never!"

Ianto could feel Jack's body tense. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

Jack kissed his temple. "I know." he pulled back. "Let's go up to the office. I'll pour you a drink."

"Jack?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think he'll really leave?"

"Yes, I do. He can't stay here. Not now, after what he tried to do to you." Jack shook his head. "I should have seen it coming. Has he tried anything before?"

Ianto couldn't lie to this man. "Yes, in the tourist office earlier. I told him no."

"He's nothing, if not persistent."

As they entered the Hub, Jack turned to Tosh. "Can you home in on John's tracker, see where he is?"

Tosh nodded and nimble fingers worked their magic on her beloved laptop. "He's just outside the Millennium Centre."

She brought up the CCTV footage. There was John, looking sorry for himself, standing looking at the Water Tower, before he shrugged, pushed a button on his wrist strap and disappeared.

"Let's hope that's the last we see of him." Jack told Ianto, before taking his hand and leading him up to his office.

Ianto let a smile curl at his lips, as Jack handed him a glass of Scotch.

"Here's to us," said Jack, raising his glass.

"To us."

FIN