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Chapter-6

Thirty minutes after leaving the hub Jack and Tosh arrived at the crime scene; the door to Laura Froblisher's flat was still cordoned off with yellow crime scene tape. Once inside they went to work trying to uncover any evidence that would help identify who or whom had targeted Ianto. They were both frustrated as they exited the flat an hour later, they knew no more than they had before. Suddenly Jack spotted an elderly lady staring at them in the hallway, flashing his 1000 watt smile he winked at Tosh while whispering "nosy neighbor 12 o' clock".

Emma Davies was a refined elderly lady in her late sixties who lived two doors down from the victim's apartment. She had heard talking in the hallway and ventured outside her door to see what was going on.

"You know you're not supposed to be in there" Emma says with a stern voice, resting both hands on her cane.

"It's ok we're with the police" Jack responded with a flirty smile as he approached her. Jack introducing himself and Tosh to Emma while reaching out for her hand and gently kissing it. "And who do I have the pleasure of talking to?"

Emma looks over her eyeglasses at Tosh "You better watch this one, he's a charmer." This caused Tosh to blush.

"I'm Emma Davies; did they find out who killed that poor young lady?"

"No we're still investigating, Jack and I are here to talk to the neighbors to learn if anyone had seen or heard anything." Tosh replied with a smile.

Jack's instinct told him that Emma could possibly be their first break in the case. With an even brighter smile Jack charmed Emma into talking to them. Once inside her stylishly furnished apartment Emma offered them tea. As they took their seats on the couch Emma's cat Miss Puss hissed at them before jumping off the couch running into the next room.

Emma served them tea on a silver tray before sitting next to Tosh, gracious sipping her tea Emma began to tell them all she knew. "The young lady was rarely home and the time I did see her she was with this young man she claimed was her brother. "Who did she think she was fooling?" Emma scowled. "You don't look at your brother like that."

Emma's comment caused Jack and Tosh to share a curious glance.

"Emma do you think you could recognize him if you saw him again?" Jack inquired.

"Maybe, but one thing I'm positive of is that the young man they took out of here that night wasn't him. That night was his first time here."

"Emma how can you be sure that was his first time?" Tosh asked, hoping for a positive answer.

"I'm a retired music teacher", Emma said. Pointing to the white grand piano in the family room, "and give private piano lessons here in my home. I have to look out for my young students when they arrive and leave since Ryan died."

Emma is interrupted by Miss Puss jumping up in her lap, rubbing the cat's silky black fur she continued. "Oh, sorry young lady, to answer your question, I heard her thanking him for coming to her rescue as they enter her apartment, something about her car. I've never seen him before or since."

Jack frowned, "Emma who was Ryan?"

Emma sighed, "Ryan Johnson was the former tenant who lived in that flat, he would help me look out for my young students until they're pick-up arrived. The poor dear died in a car accident, hit by a drunk driver a few months ago coming home from work. When will people learn that drinking and driving will only lead to disaster?"

Jack and Tosh could see that Emma was still pained by Ryan's death and decided against pressing her for more information. They would seek farther information on their own.

Jack and Tosh thanked Emma as they left her apartment, going back to the hub with their first positive piece of information. There had been another man in Laura Froblisher's life, or at least in her apartment. The knife had to be left over from the previous tenant. That would explain the dead man's fingerprints on the murder weapon along with Ianto's.

Jack came to realize every piece of information pointed to this being an elaborate set-up with Ianto as the pawn in one of his enemies' devious plan to seek revenge on him. But which one? He had made so many during his immortal lifetime.

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Owen couldn't believe they had wasted half the morning talking to Dean Chancellor's snotty middle aged secretary Mrs. Bell. Dean Chancellor, like most of the staff had already left for spring break. The woman had been reluctant to answer their questions; it was only with Gwen persistence they were able to obtain a record of Laura classes and teachers. Owen had sarcastically whispered to Gwen that she(Mrs Bell) must have left her broom at home, his comment made Gwen giggle, earning her another stoic scowls from the lady.

With most of the students and staff gone due to spring break, Gwen and Owen were lucky to question Laura's roommate Chelsea before she also left campus. Chelsea was still stunned by her roommate's death and was unaware of her having a flat. She had never seen her with anyone, but Laura was very secretive about her personal life. Chelsea only knew of her crush on Mr. Spencer her literature teacher, who completely ignored her outside the classroom.

Owen and Gwen arrived back at the hub after visiting Cardiff University only to find the hub empty and Owen in dire need of a cup of Ianto's coffee.

As Tosh and Jack arrived back in the hub, Jack was instantly alarmed hearing Owen calling out repeatedly for Ianto.

~~~~~~~~Millennium Stadium ~~~~~~~~

Liam hadn't expected their meeting to end this way, but Ianto had let his shields down and Liam had entered his mind. Ianto had started to put things into prospective. After all they were both empaths, which along with other special abilities was why Torchwood had been so eager to recruit them.

Liam had started to panic, how would he get Ianto to his car? Lucky for him a Good Samaritan who had witnessed Ianto's collapse offered to assist Liam with someone he believed to be a sick friend to his car.

Now at a place he once considered home, Liam sat near Ianto waiting patiently for him to wake. He knew he would have questions; he had heard his thoughts and sensed his pain and confusion. But he also sensed fear of losing Harkness, there was something he was keeping from him, but what?

Liam ran his hand through Ianto's hair "You were always a kindred heart looking out for others more so than yourself. Is that how Harkness swayed you and captured your heart?" Liam's mind flashed back to their first meeting.

~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~

Liam and Ianto met in college when they were paired as roommates their first year. They didn't hit it off to begin with, and after constant quarrelling and childish pranks, Ianto decided to seek another roommate. That was when they called a truce and a friendship was formed. It was during that time they felt comfortable enough to reveal how they could sense how the other was planning on aggravated them.

They made a pact never to reveal their empathic abilities to anyone else. After that Liam and Ianto went everywhere together when not in class, and when Ianto introduce Liam to his chemistry classmate, Asil, they fell madly in love.

Liam could always be found with Asil and Ianto with his girlfriend Alice. That changed when a special government agency came to the university. It was during that time that Asil, Ianto and Liam were recruited. Alice would later reveal to have been a mole planted by Yvonne Hartman, who possessed special abilities to help locate and recruit new employees who also had special abilities for Torchwood.

~~~~~~~~~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~

As Ianto began to stir he could tell he was laying on something that was worse than Jack's old camp bed in the bunker. He couldn't help but think how ironic it was that for the second time in a week he would awaken in an unfamiliar place. The different now was he wasn't with a stranger, but a person he had known since university and considered a good friend.

Ianto slowly opens his eyes and is horrified by his surroundings. This place, oh my god, not this place. It was in every nightmare he'd ever had since Canary Wharf.

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