Problem Shared Chapter 5

Ianto looked back, not wanting to leave Jack. He hurried down to the autopsy room, cleaning the table. Waiting for Owen to bring Jack down. He had to be okay. He wasn't going to lose him….he couldn't lose him.

Owen got Jack through the tourist office and down to the lift. As it reached the bottom, the doors opened. Gwen and Tosh were both waiting to help.

"Jack?" said Gwen. "We're here, Jack."

Jack managed to stumble to the autopsy room. Owen got him on the table.

"Stand back, Ianto, I wanna scan him."

Ianto stood back, staring at Jack. Something bad was going on with him. He couldn't die, not after all this time. After all he'd been through. It just couldn't be happening, not to them. Not when they were so happy. He watched Owen do his job.

Owen tore away Jack's shirt and t shirt. The bullet holes were already infected. Green gung oozed from them. "God, what a mess." Owen cleaned the wounds and injected him with antibiotics and steroids, hoping to kill the bacteria. "He should have healed by now." Owen looked at Ianto. "Sorry, mate, I've done all I can."

Ianto quickly moved to Jack's side, taking his hand and kissing it. "It's gonna be okay, Jack. I'm here."

"I….love you….so much…." A tear fell from the side of his eye. "I'm….sorry."

Ianto wiped the tear away and leaning in, kissed him. "You have nothing to be sorry for." He whispered against his lips.

"I….don't want….to leave you. Not….like this." He tried to laugh. "I have….loved you so long. It had been….so good….these passed few month….with you beside me."

Ianto tightened his grip on Jack's hand. "Sshh." he leaned in, kissing him again. "Don't talk like that. We're going to have plenty of years together. We'll get married. Have kids. I'll grow old with you." A tear rolled down his youthful face.

"Ever….the optimist….Ianto Jones. I wish I….could turn back….the clock. There is….so much….I wanted to….show you." He closed his eyes as the tears flowed freely.

"He ought to rest, Ianto."

"No!" said Jack, fear in his voice. "I need him….with me. I….can't do….this on….my own."

Ianto looked at Owen and then back at Jack. He wasn't about to leave his Captain's side. He forced a smile. "You will never be alone as long as there is breath in my body. You'll have plenty of time to show me everything."

Blood began to drip from Jack's nose and mouth.

"I….wish….I did…."

There was a noise from behind them. A noise that Jack knew all too well.

"Doctor…."

Ianto turned at hearing the noise.

They all stared at the man in the long brown coat. He walked down the steps to stand opposite Ianto. Their eyes met and held for a second then they looked at Jack.

"Martha tells me you got yourself in a spot of trouble, Jack."

He put his hand over Ianto's and leaned forward, covering Jack's mouth with his own. A light seemed to pass from him into Jack.

Ianto's eyes were wide in disbelief. He was actually kissing his man. He stood there, still holding Jack's hand, watching another man kissing him. He saw the light pass between them.

What the hell was going on?

Jack's other hand came up to touch the Doctor's face.

The whole thing was strangely erotic.

Ianto felt tears stinging his eyes.

Pulling back, the Doctor climbed the steps.

"See ya, Jack."

Then he was gone.

Jack closed his eyes and smiled. "Yeah, see ya."

To say Ianto was in shock, was a slight understatement. After a moment of silence, he spoke. "What the hell just happened?"

"He gave me the kiss of life," Jack whispered, opening his eyes. "Like I did you, when Lisa threw you."

He had never told Ianto that before.

"I was dead? You brought me back? Why?"

"Because I loved you."

"And the Doctor?"

The bullet wounds began to heal.

Jack reached out to cup Ianto's face. "Let it go. He's….a friend. We never…."

Ianto cut him off by kissing him. "I don't care," and he really didn't. "I understand."

"Let's give them a bit of privacy, shall we?" said Owen.

Jack took Ianto into his arms. "I'm never gonna let you go."

Ianto shifted so it wasn't hurting his shoulder. "I have no problem with that."

"Best not, Jones Ianto Jones."

THE END