Owen and Ianto made their way to the stone to go up to the plass. Ianto held onto Owen so he didn't fall off. they made it up to the Plass and slowly walked to Owen's car.

"Get in. I'm driving." Ianto said.

Owen got into the passenger seat of his car and buckled himself in. Ianto got into the drivers seat and started the car.

"You did a good job stitching me up." Owen said.

"Thanks...Torchwood One taught everyone basic first aid and how to stitch a flesh wound." Ianto replied.

The rest of the ride was quiet. Both men deep in thought. They made it to Owen's flat safely and got out of the car. Ianto put an arm around Owen's waist to help him into the building.

Once in Owen's flat Ianto put Owen in his room and went back out to the car to get the bag that he had brought with them. He brought it back up to Owen's room to find the man trying to get his pants off.

"Let me help." Ianto said and went over to Owen.

Owen sighed, but let Ianto help him get undressed.

"This is not what I had in mind for tonight." Owen said trying to make light of what happened.

"Yeah...neither did I." Ianto replied.

"Are you ok?" Owen asked.

Fine," Ianto quickly replied, 'Get into bed. I'll hook up the IV again."

Owen lay back on his bed while Ianto hooked up the half full bag of morphine and liquid to rehydrate Owen.

"Once this is done we'll switch you to pills." Ianto said.

Owen lay on his bed trying to figure out what was wrong with Ianto. He listened as Ianto made dinner and walked around his flat. Owen didn't notice he had fallen asleep until he heard Ianto's soft voice.

"Hey, time to eat." Ianto said softly. He had a hand in Owen's hair.

"What's to eat?" Owen asked sitting up.

"Soup." Ianto said.

"Soup? That's all." Owen asked.

"Yes, but if you don't want to eat that's fine...I'll just go and dump it." Ianto said. Something was way off by his tone.

"What's wrong?" Owen asked.

"Nothing. Why?" Ianto asked back.

"You don't sound like yourself...please tell me what's wrong." Owen said back.

Ianto sighed before he started, "I...I was so scared today. When you went down...I thought I would lose you too...I don't know if I could do that again."

"I'm not going anywhere...promise." Owen said and took Ianto's hand in his.

"You can't promise me that. We work for Torchwood." Ianto replied.

"I'll promise you that I'll be here...as long as you want me." Owen said.

"Thank you." Ianto said letting a tear roll down his face.

"Now, what's this I hear about soup?" Owen asked.

Ianto smiled and gave Owen the homemade soup he had made. Owen ate most of it before he was tired again. Ianto cleaned the dishes he had made and checked on Owen. Before Ianto was going to leave he was going to change Owen's dressing.

"Hey, sorry to wake you, but I have to change your dressing." Ianto said to the waking Owen.

"It's fine." Owen said sleeplily.

Ianto changed the gauze quickly an put more anti-infection cream over the stitches.

"All done. I better go. Busy day tomorrow without you." Ianto said.

"Stay." Owen said quickly.

"What?" Ianto replied puzzled.

"Stay the night. I don't want to be alone." Owen said.

"Are you sure?" Ianto asked.

"Yes, I'm so lonely at night." Owen answered.

Ianto silently took off his shoes, pants, dress shirt, and got into bed with Owen. Owen slowly made his way over to Ianto. Ianto put his arm around Owen and tucked the other man's head under his chin.

"Night Ianto." Owen said. He gave a quick kiss to Ianto's hand.

"Night Owen." Ianto replied and kissed the top of Owen's head.