Title: Bloodlust

Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Captain Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Owen Harper, Toshiko Sato, Gwen Williams

Warnings: Not sure at the moment, I'm betting for Fluff and Angst though looks like some Smut too.

Summary: Here's my weird way of explaining this one: Ianto is bitten by an alien which slowly changes him. Can the Team stop the effects before it's too late?

Author Notes: …why do I always write it with the question at the end of the summary…it's like…dum dum dum!!!! I couldn't come up with a name for this story so I stole it from a TV show, so special thanks to them. Okay I'm done.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Torchwood, if I did, Ianto wouldn't be put in all these life or death situations, he'd be in my room. But I don't, sorry. I don't own the name of the story either, sorry guys.

Chapter Eight – Taste

Gwen walked into the Autopsy bay, watching Owen fussing with medicines and test tubes.

"Do you need any help?" She asked carefully.

"No, that's okay."

"Look," Gwen sighed and sat down on the steps when she noticed how quiet the medic was being, "I know you think it's wrong to take this blood and I understand where you're coming from, it's just that Ianto really needs this. It will be using the blood for what it was intended for."

"I know Gwen. It's just that Jack didn't even hesitate."

"They must be closer than we all thought."

Owen nodded, moving from one bench to the other as he fiddled with the devices.

"I was talking to Ianto down there, he's really scared."

"Ianto's awake?" Owen stopped what he was doing, staring at Gwen.

"Uh, yeah. Why, what's wrong?"

"Good luck getting the blood in there with him if he's awake."

"Why?" Gwen frowned in confusion.

"Think about it Gwen. He is blood hungry, you can't just walk in with a cup of blood and expect him to stop at that."

At that moment, Jack rushed into the hub with Tosh on his tail.

"Okay, uh, Tosh, help Owen, Gwen, go down to the cells and look after Ianto. I'll be down there in a minute." Jack rushed into the kitchen.

"Is he okay?" Gwen asked Tosh as they all watched the captain rush away.

"Does he look okay?" She countered, "I tried to talk to him Gwen, he's really worried. I don't think I've ever seen Jack like this. Look after him while you're down there, yeah?"

Gwen sighed and nodded as she walked back down to the cells. The night seemed to have been going for days.

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Jack stood in the kitchen, staring at the group of cups on the counter.

I can't use my mug, that holds too much sentimental value. I doubt that the others would want me to use theirs for this.

Jack moved those mugs to the side, leaving two others. He picked up one feeling a pang of regret and the sting of tears well up again.

That's Ianto's favourite cup. He always uses that one. He cleans it straight after using it too, ready to be used again.

Jack put it to the side but away from the others. He picked up the last one and put it by the sink. He poured the scarlet liquid into the mug, cringing as the metallic smell became overwhelming.

Something to cover it, can't imagine Ianto's reaction if he found out what he was drinking.

Jack grabbed a plastic sheet to cover the top of the mug, smiling faintly when it fit perfectly.

Straw, straw, straw. Where does that neat freak keep the straws?

Jack fumbled through the cupboards, trying not to mess it up too much before finally finding the straws. He smiled when he noted that they weren't clear.

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"He'll be down in a minute with something that'll make you feel better." Gwen assured Ianto.

Ianto still hadn't turned around, sitting upright on the floor.

"Gwen, if this doesn't work. If I try to kill Jack, shoot first, yeah?" Ianto murmured.

"What? No Ianto."

"Look, I know that Jack can't die but the thought that I had ever killed him, it just hurts too much." Ianto's head went down to the floor and Gwen felt her heart sink in her chest.

"Ianto, I can't shoot you. Jack would never forgive me and neither would I."

"Please Gwen." Ianto begged.

He straightened suddenly and Gwen's brow furrowed in confusion. It took a moment before Jack started running towards her and she sighed, understanding why Ianto had dropped the subject.

"Ianto, I need you to drink this." Jack said sternly, holding up the mug.

"How am I supposed to drink it in here?"

"I'm going to come in there Yan, I need you to trust me and take this, and drink all of it. Okay?" Jack looked at the younger man's back, wishing he could see his face.

"No, don't come in here Jack, please."

"I need to give this to you Ianto, it'll give Owen the time to get the anti-venom ready."

"I'll only hurt you. Don't come in here." Ianto pleaded.

"I am giving this to you Yan." Jack's voice remained firm and he walked towards the door, opening it with an authorization code.

"Be careful." Gwen warned, stopping Jack for a moment.

The older man smiled back at her, "He won't hurt me."

Jack walked in, closing the door behind him to make Gwen feel safe. It didn't help her much. It added to the unease.

"Get out of here Jack." Ianto mumbled.

"Come on Ianto, just turn around and take this." Jack smiled over at him, holding the mug out.

Ianto stood up and reluctantly turned around, keeping his eyes to the floor. Jack's eyes grew wide as he caught a glimpse of them.

"Ianto, you're eyes, they're…"

"I know. I didn't want you to see." Ianto looked up at Jack now, knowing there was no point in hiding it anymore.

The Welshman's eyes were a heavy shade of violet, matching that of the creature Owen had autopsied.

"Just, uh, drink this." Jack handed Ianto the mug, watching him carefully.

Ianto looked at the mug, Jack, Gwen and back at the mug. He reluctantly took an experimental taste. Jack turned away at that moment, not wanting to see Ianto drink it. He walked out of the cell after Gwen put in the authorization code again. He thought he could handle it but at that moment it felt wrong on so many levels to watch. After drinking most of it Ianto watched Jack for a moment and asked, "What is this?"

"It doesn't matter Ianto just drink it." Jack murmured.

"Tell me Jack." Ianto insisted.

"Just drink it."

"Tell me!"

"It doesn't matter! Drink it, please Yan!" Jack couldn't fight back the tears anymore.

Ianto grabbed the straw and pulled it out before tugging at the plastic.

"No Ianto, don't!" Jack snapped but was too late.

Ianto stared at the contents of the mug, trying to comprehend what he had done. He unconsciously let it go, sending it smashing to the concrete and the crimson blood scattered across the floor.

"Oh god." Ianto breathed.

He groaned in disgust and gagged.

"Why did you make me drink that!?"

"It was the only way." Jack wiped the tears from his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me then!?" Ianto glared at Jack and Gwen, but kept his attention firmly on the older man.

"Would you have drunk it if I told you?"

"That's not the point!"

"Yes it is! I need you Ianto, I love you." Jack's voice was full of hurt.

Ianto and Gwen stared at Jack when he said it. Ianto's mouth was open as he tried to think of something to say.

"I…what?" Was the best to come from him.

"I said, I love you and if that means I have to hide the truth to get you to drink that then I will. I can't lose you Ianto."

Ianto groaned, "Jack, please don't say this stuff now. You have no sense of timing."

Sorry for the lame choice in position to stop at but this is me writing at 11.16 pm and I normally stop at 11. Because I love writing this now that the writer's block is starting to lift, I shall keep writing. I'm not tired for a change haha.

Cheers,
Gabz
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