A Problem Shared Chapter 3
"Just how long do we have to wait, Jack?" asked Owen. "I'm all for going up there and wringing that scrawny bitches neck."
Gwen chuckled.
"It won't be just her, Owen." Jack told him.
"I've tried all our mobile connections. They're jamming the signals," said Tosh.
"She has two mobiles up there. I saw them." Jack looked up at his office.
"She'll have to come out sooner or later to use the loo," said Gwen.
"And then what? We take her hostage? No. She'll be calling in every 30 minutes or so. That wouldn't work."
"Then what, Jack?"
Jack didn't answer, he just sipped his coffee. "Like I said. We wait."
Owen tutted and went down in the autopsy room. "I'm gonna make an inventory. I can't just sit around, drinkin' bloody coffee."
"You won't have to," came a voice from above them. "I want you all down in the cell, now."
"She's got a gun," said Gwen.
"Yeah, my gun," replied Jack, shaking his head.
Jack rarely wore his gun in the Hub.
"Well, I ain't goin' anywhere," said Owen, crossing his arms over his chest.
A shot rang out and Ianto screamed in pain.
"Jesus!" said Owen.
"Now will you move? The next one will be aimed at his heart."
Jack was beside Ianto, helping him to stand. "You didn't have to shoot him!"
"I wanted to get my point across." Godwin smiled. "I think I have."
"I'll need to take my bag with me, see to Ianto," said Owen, pointing to Ianto.
"Tip it out so I can see what's in it."
Owen did this.
Godwin nodded.
Owen added swabs, morphine, bandages and scissors.
Pointing the gun at Ianto, Godwin came down the stairs. "To the cells, and no funny business."
Once down in the cells, Godwin put Owen and Ianto together. Gwen and Tosh in another and Jack on his own.
"I'll give you food and drink. I'm not the monster you make me out, Captain." Then she was gone.
"Owen, how's Ianto?"
"Just getting his jacket off."
"The cow!" said Gwen.
"Tosh, do the CCTV cameras still work?"
"No. Nothing electrical does. Just the lighting."
"Good. Listen up. Ianto has a laptop in the archives. He used it to get into the diagrams and plans of the Hubs electrical circuits. He's programmed in an unlock code. It could work in…." Jack looked at his watch. "Two hours."
"I never knew that!" said Tosh.
Ianto smiled. "You weren't supposed to. I used it when Lisa was here."
Everyone went quiet.
"It worked to isolate the power surges, before she was freed."
Ianto cried out in pain.
"Sorry, mate."
"Owen!" this from Jack.
"Just getting his shirt out of the wound. It's a through and through. No bullet to dig out."
"Too much information, Owen," said Tosh.
"Can you stop the bleeding?" asked Jack.
"Yeah, no problem."
"I'm gonna leave you here, Ianto. I don't want you getting hurt again. She seems to have it in for you."
"No! I'm not staying here, Jack. I'm fine."
Jack shook his head. "Okay, but you do exactly as I say."
"Maybe we can get her down here and disarm her. How many bullets are in your gun, Jack?" Gwen asked.
"Six. She fired one. Five left."
"Get her down her, take the gun from her," said Ianto.
"Just how do you propose we do that, Tea Boy?" asked Owen.
"Wait and see if my plan to unlock worked. Pretend I'm dying. She might open the cell to check. Jack can grab her. If the gun goes off, at least he won't die forever," he smiled. "Sorry Jack."
"Mmm, it might work at that. Let's hope the power comes back on and it all unlocks."
"Won't she know that?" asked Tosh.
"No," said Ianto. "I set it for silent. It won't open until someone goes near it, or tries to get in."
"Are you after my job, Ianto."
Ianto smiled. "No."
Twenty minutes later, their mobile phones had a signal.
"I think everything's unlocked," said Tosh.
Jack pushed open his cell and went to the one Ianto and Owen were in. He touched Ianto's face. "I need you to play dead. Don't move, whatever happens. Got it?"
Ianto nodded, touching Jack's hand.
Jack went back to his cell.
"Okay, start shoutin'," said Owen.
They all cried out and the Weevil in the cell down from them joined in.
A few minutes later, Godwin appeared. "What do you want?"
"Ianto is dying. He needs to go to hospital. Let me take him out to the boardwalk. I won't try anything."
"He's not my concern."
"Do you really want him to die?"