"Like I said before, my name isn't important. Now walk." He demands behind Ianto again digging the gun into his back forcing him to move.
Ianto remains silent and walks in the direction of the building, wanting to hear Owen's voice again.
"So are you shagging the medic now then?" The man asks breaking the silence. "The one you were with? What's his name? Owen?"
"Like I said before, it's none of your business. Now I need to go … uh toilet, can I?" He asks hoping to be able to talk to Owen again needing to hear his voice again.
The man sighs loudly. "I suppose, follow me."
Minutes later, inside the building, Ianto is alone in what is a small bathroom. Breathing a small sigh of relief he talks quietly to Owen, telling him the vans license plate number.
"Ok Ianto, anything else you can tell me? Do you know where you are?"
"Uh it looks like an abandoned warehouse, couldn't see a name anywhere. I will try to get more information when I go back out, which will have to be soon. I ... uh needed to hear your voice." Ianto feels his cheeks warm up a bit telling Owen that but he didn't care right now.
Owen chuckles in his ear. "Ok my tea boy, well we need a code if you need to again and there isn't an excuse to go somewhere alone," he says still chuckling.
"Ok uh… I will whistle, if I can't at the time I will cough."
"Ok, now you better get back out there before they come in wondering what is taking so long. Remember don't do anything that will give them …"
Ianto cuts him off mid sentence. "A reason to hurt me. Yes I know Owen. Don't worry I will be careful, I promise. No more talking, I'm leaving the bathroom now. Remember cough or whistle." He reminds Owen as he casually flushes the toilet and runs the tap long enough to make it believable.
"Yes got it."
Ianto heads over to the door and opens it just as a different man is heading in his direction.
"What took you so long? Clive thought you had fallen down the toilet or something. Sent me to come make sure your still here."
Ianto looks at him carefully. He has light brown short hair, spiked up with gel he guessed, blue eyes, and wearing a black suit with a white undershirt. He also had a medium sized scar under his left eye. "Uh yeah sorry …"
"Ask who Clive is Yan." Owen says in his ear quiet enough that only he would hear.
"Which one is Clive?" He asks the new man casually.
"The one that brought you in of course! He is our boss, did he not tell you his name?"
Ianto shakes his head, "No said it wasn't important."
"Oh, I shouldn't have told you. Don't say anything, ok?" He looks nervously back at Ianto.
"Ok …so uh what is this place?" Ianto asks wondering how much he could get out of this man.
"It's an old warehouse, use to be the old Torchwood London building. Before they moved into Canary Wharf…"
At the mention of Canary Wharf, Ianto freezes up remembering that day. Owen must of known what would be going through his mind as he spoke quietly to him again.
"Yan don't think about it, ok? It's over …they were all destroyed remember? Focus on my voice. I'm here... it's alright."
Ianto tries to focus on Owen's voice and breaths deeply slowly calming down.
"Are you ok? You froze up at the mention of …" Ianto doesn't hear the rest of the sentence as Owen thankfully cuts in.
"Ianto I need you to somehow let me know your ok…" Owen demands softly.
"Yeah I am ok…" he replies and coughs letting Owen know he is really ok, hoping he knows what the cough meant. "Just memories that's all."
"Tosh! What have you got so far?" Owen asks trying to remain as calm as he can so he can think straight.
"Not much I am afraid, sorry Owen. But the place is about an hour drive outside of Cardiff, and like the man said, it use to belong to Torchwood. I am about to hack into the cameras around it and inside, so we can see what exactly is going on."
"Thank you Tosh, really, thank you." He smiles at her then turns to Gwen who is tapping away at her computer. "Gwen what have you got?"