Chapter 7. Too busy to care?
2:00PM THAT DAY
'Are you telling me I've been gone what,' he stopped to check his watch, 'four and a half hours and you've just left him on his own?'
He looked around at this so called team.
'Ianto… We've been busy, you know?'
'Too busy to care?' He asked knowing the hurt it would cause, at least Owen looked mildly ashamed but grey didn't even flinch when Ianto rounded on him.
'Your own brother,' seeing the look grey gave him He chose to ignore it and headed up to Jacks office.
'Jack,' he whispered softly. Something was curled up on the sofa bed in the little alcove covered by a large blue coat.
'Jack!' Ianto climbed down the ladder as quickly as he could. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the coat back. 'Oh My God!' Jack jumped at Ianto's exclamation; he stared up at Ianto who couldn't quite grasp what he was seeing until he recognised fear.
'What happened?'
Jack tried to turn onto his back but he hissed in pain.
'He came in, I was asleep just like you said to be, he tied me down so I couldn't fight back and he…'
Ianto took the hand Jack offered and examined it.
'Is that?' Ianto touched Jacks wrist carefully: mindful of any pain he could cause.
'The ropes were tight, and I tried to get them off when he broke my leg and he still didn't stop.' Jack pulled his hand away and tried to sigh before grabbing his shirt and gritting his teeth.
'Look.' He lifted his shirt carefully to reveal a rash of multicoloured bruises all shapes and sizes, there was even one that looked like the butt of a gun.
Ianto fingered them lightly the anger growing.
'Jack, who's 'he'?' he tried to keep his voice steady.
Jack bit his lip.
'Ianto, I think I'm going mad,'
'Why?'
'I think it was Grey.'
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