A series of gurgles and clicks were flowing from Glib, and Ianto scrambled for the translator.
"And then they took him away and they dragged me onto these hook things and-" Ianto held his hands out to the creature trying to calm him.
"Shhh, shh, Glib, listen shhh, I need you to slow down, and explain what happened." The creature shuddered again. Glib's gurgling slowed, as he tried to recount what had happened.
"Start from the beginning, ok?" The creature inclind his tentacles.
"After we left with those other humans, we traveled for a while, but not nearly as long as you had said that we would. the impolite female screeched something at the males in that were with her, and I tried to hit the distress thing you gave us, but before I could, one of the males was takeing it away from us. The screechy one yelled something else, and suddenly everything went off. I saw them pull Him away and then they dragged me, I couldn't move, onto these hook things that they poked through me. I fell off of them thouh my weight couldn't be held by something so flimsy. Then they came out with electric things and started touching them to me. It was so painful. I kept screaming at them, begging them to stop. Pleading with them to at least let me see Him, to not harm him. But they didn't stop. They simply dragged my outside of the building, near the water, were they sprayed me down with it. It felt good, help relieve the pain a little and it was nice to get some refreshment but apparently they didn't mean for it to be like that, as I wasn't screaming, the female had returned to me, and started screeching at me once more. " Glib fell back onto the autopsy bay bed, and Gwen poured another glass of water onto him. His color darkened a shade closer to normal.
"That's when the creature arrived. A primitive creature, but with such a sharp wit. She frightened the other humans away from me, before swooping down and ripping me up. It hurt, but not nearly as bad as when the humans had me, and I could barely feel it anyway. She kept apologizing," Ianto looked slightly taken aback, he could understand Myfanwy?
" for harming me, and for the behavior of the humans that had me. She said that not all humans were like that, and that her humans would fix me, they would patch me and keep me." Glib rested back on his tentacles. "She was right, that-" Glib gurgled something that sounded dangerously close to 'Myfanwy'.
"You understand Myfanwy?" Ianto asked.
"Yes, somewhat. Her thoughts aren't as developed and advanced as more sentient creatures, but there is some intelligence there. Every time I would wake up I would hear her muttering on about 'The nice man' or 'the Yan Toe.' I guess she was waiting for you." Ianto felt his cheeks warm, and a soft smile played on his lips. Myfanwy recognized him.
"Glib, you have my word that we shall try everything to get you Fall back." The creature inclined his eye stalks once more, before closing his eyes.
"I shall rest now. Thank you Ianto Jones."
The Welshman turned to face four concerned faces. Each one flooding him with waves of emotion. Owen was determination, the kind the doctor always had when something he cared about was hurt. Gwen was concern, the motherly kind that she had always been capable of producing mass quantities of. Tosh was sympathy, both for Glib and for Ianto. The Welshman could feel that she was worried about his entrance with Jack. Speaking of the immortal, Ianto felt pride, of an immeasurable amount exuding from his lover. With this pride came thoughts.
"Yan! My Ianto trained a prehistoric creature so well, that it saves the lives of alien species! And it knows his name!" Ianto felt himself blush, but didn't risk letting his emotions show farther than that.
"Ok, so. I'll check the maps and see were Myfanwy could have ended up snatching Glib. And make some coffee." He clapped his hands, and walking off to the kitchenette. Tosh scurried to her computer.
"I'm going to check the UNIT database to see what information or orders have been given." Gwen pulled out her phone.
"I'll call the station and see if anyone has noticed any extra UNIT personnel anywhere near the docks. They hate UNIT almost as much as they hate us, I'll bet that they've spotted the, somewhere." Jack nodded.
"Let's go see if I can go call them out on their bluff." The immortal left them all, intent on making his phone call to UNIT, as well as another, more personal one. Owen stood in the center of the HUB, alone, while the other team members went about their various tasks.
"Yea well I'll be over here, you know, making sure that Glib doesn't die or anything." But no one was listening. Tosh spared him a glance and a half smile, before turning back to be reabsorbed into her work.
Jack sat in his office, his phone in his palm, as his fingers hovered over the buttons. He wanted to make this call, to ask these questions and help his lover, but he knew that he was risking incurring another bought of the Welshman's wrath. Ianto had been through so much in his life, especially in these past few weeks, that the captain didn't want to see him have to go through anymore hardships. His mind made up, he dialed the number, hoping for some answers.
Author's Note: I may not be able to post for the next week or so. However, this does not mean that I',m abandoning this story, on the contrary. I promise to finish it, regardless of what happens.