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Ianto is on the daybed like a good boy, half-pie hoping Jack will pat his head before leaving so he can bite him but Jack can see how pissed he is so leans in for a kiss.
"I won't be long love, please behave" Jack begs and Ianto grunts as he looks out at the Were standing on the patio watching the water.
"There are two at the front and another at the side" Jack is pointing, "Him there. You are well covered and I know the thought of Kara out there is driving you mad, I will go check on her."
Ianto nods and settles more as Kai shifts as well, the pain he has been feeling in his lower back easing.
"Good boy" he whispers as he strokes the bump. "That's better. Love you little bugger bum. Yeah."
The storm shutters will go up soon, the renovations about done with tools still strewn about and Ianto is relieved to have some quiet... until a rapping starts at the patio doors and he sighs glancing over there, only to find it's the solid door to the stairs being rapped at. Darkness descending and Ianto sighs, he has to turn on some lights.
The Were is gone from the patio so it must be him, fucksake. Levering himself up he waddles to the door and he opens it to look at the man standing there in plain black clothing.
Ianto suddenly gets it and tries to slam the door closed but the Agent is too fast, sliding a hand and foot in, pushing his way into the house.
Ianto fights to push the door shut but he can't. The Agent is stronger. The Agent's hand gropes for the lock latch.
Ianto frantically looks around for a weapon and spots an electric screwdriver sitting on the bench, something he would have moved if he had seen it earlier. He grabs for it with one hand as the Agent pushes harder.
Ianto drills the Agent's elbow.
The Agent screams and lets go. Ianto slams the door shut, double locking it.
Ianto runs to the front and double locks the front door.
Ianto picks up a phone but it's dead. He looks around. Where are the Weres?
He notices a shadow move across the back window. The Agent hasn't left. The Agent seems to be following him.
Ianto grabs a baseball bat from the closet. The Agent's shadow appears outside.
Ianto runs into the kitchen, grabs a knife. The window above him breaks. The Agent is right outside.
Ianto runs into the dining room, not sure where to go. Suddenly the window breaks there. The Agent is stalking him from the outside decking.
The house is under siege and Ianto is trapped in it. He runs from room to room, turning the lights out Tosh had automatically turned on but windows break wherever he goes. It's terrifying. He looks at the knife in his hand and snorts, placing it down and reaching for a drawer and the waiting gun as he whispers to Tosh that she needs to send an alert. No lights, if this man is Agency he doesn't know the layout as well as Ianto, this might be his only advantage here as the shadows lengthen.
Suddenly there is a silence.
Ianto stops whispering. He realizes that the Agent must be climbing in somewhere. Ianto isn't sure what to do. He hears something in the family room.
Ianto enters.
The window is broken. The curtains flap in the breeze. He moves toward it, wondering whether it's safe to climb out. He looks in the mirror. In the mirror, Ianto can see the Agent's shoes peeking out from under the drapes. The Agent's in the room. The drapes start to move.
Ianto turns around and swings the bat, hitting the Agent squarely in the head, sending him to the ground, pulling the drapes down.
He fires, the bullets ricochet and he knows body armour is his enemy now. Aim for the head. The man is almost up and Ianto can't get a clean shot in the dark.
Ianto tears for the front door. Ianto's too nervous to unlock the front door. No time for those locks. He hears the Agent coming so he heads upstairs.
Ianto scampers up the staircase but he's not fast enough. The Agent grabs his leg through the wooden slatted banister starts pulling him off the staircase, breaking the wooden slats as he lands on his stomach with a whoosh of pain. Ianto grabs one of the jagged slats and rams the sharp end into the Agent's hand, freeing himself.
Ianto charges up the stairs and closes the door and locks it.
The Agent starts kicking it in.
Ianto opens the small round window to climb out on the roof.
The door starts to splinter.
Ianto tries to wriggle his way out but it's tight.
Behind him he hears the door splintering open.
Ianto squeezes through and grabs hold of the chimney, using it to pull himself out.
The Agent's hand grabs Ianto's leg just as Ianto's pulling himself free. The Agent closes the window on Ianto's leg, trapping it inside. Out comes a razor sharp weapon.
Ianto fights for his freedom, tugging at the chimney, kicking and screaming: All of a sudden he feels a surge of pain. He screams and kicks with all his might, freeing himself, his momentum sending him rolling down the roof. He rolls off the roof, barely grabbing hold of the gutter, hanging from it.
The gutter starts to break.
Above him he can hear the Agent coming out onto the roof.
The Agent's silhouette hovers above, ready to grab him.
Ianto knows he has no choice.
Ianto lets go of the gutter.