Clive looks up at Owen, still clutching his leg. "We have been watching you for a while now, ever since that case in the Beacons."
"What did you want with Ianto? The woman was all just a set up wasn't it? You followed us there, with her."
"Yes it was a set up. You are quite smart; I see why he is with you now. We needed him for a few things, since he is your archivist he would know a lot about everything that goes on to do with Torchwood. We had friends in Canary Wharf you see? We all want to know what really happened and why." Clive replies, anger in his voice.
Owen nods. "What else did you need him for? You said a few things…"
"We know he would know all the passwords for all the secret files Torchwood has, we wanted to leak all the information about aliens and those things that live in the sewers… Weevils or whatever you call them. It isn't right that all that it kept from us all, we deserve to know what is really out there in the dark."
Owen sighs at that, a little annoyed. "We keep it secret for a reason Clive! The world can't know … they aren't ready for that yet. We are protecting everyone by doing it!" He shouts back at the man. "As for Canary Wharf? Well you should already know what happened as you would have been here, or seen it on the News! Why it happened? I don't know. Here, you maybe wanting a drink by now." He adds passing Clive a bottle of water from out of his backpack he always has with him, which of course, already had Retcon in it. Clive takes it and gulps down half of it, gratefully. "Right, I will be back to check on you in a minute…" He says and exits the room before Clive starts to feel the effects of the amnesia drug. Heading back into the other three he gives them all a bottle of water too, thankful that he had three more with him, before heading back in to James. He is still knocked out cold on the ground, so Owen slaps him on the face. "Oi! James! Come on! Wake up now!" James moves a little responding to the slap, opening his eyes. He sees Owen hovering over him and tries to move away from him. "No you don't." Owen says angrily and holds him down on the floor.
James struggles for a few seconds and gives up, laying there, still. "What do you want? Have you come back to see for yourself how good I am in bed?" He grins up at Owen taunting him.
"Trust me, you do not want to be messing with me right now. The only thing stopping me from killing you, right now, is the reason we are here in the first place. Now… since I can't kill you, I will do the second best thing and leave you wishing you were dead." Owen announcers and reaches into his backpack for a pair of handcuffs, putting them on James tight enough to cause him pain. Pulling him up roughly to his feet, Owen pushes him towards the door. "Move!"
Minutes later Owen has James outside and heading towards his car. Before reaching the car, Owen stops James. "Stay there, move and I will shoot." Then goes over to Ianto, who is sitting in the passenger seat, eyes closed tightly. "Yan? You ok?" He speaks softly.
Ianto opens his eyes and turns to Owen. "I'm fine, can we get out of here now?"
Owen knows he isn't fine but leaves it for now. "We can, will you be alright will having him in the back? I want to…" He pauses trying to think of a good reason then just goes with the truth. "I want to make him wish he was dead." He watches Ianto's face for any signs that the Welshman doesn't want to be in the same car as the man who had just raped him.
Ianto nods slowly. "Just don't leave me alone with him."
"I wouldn't dream of it Ianto, even if he is handcuffed." Owen replies and gently kisses him on the forehead before turning to go bring James to the car. He opens the back door on the driver's side, pushes him in roughly and buckles him up so he can't move.
The drive back to the Hub, Owen watching Ianto carefully out corner of his eye, every so often reassuring him it will be ok. James stays silent the whole drive back, which has Owen a little on edge, wondering why. Once back at the Hub and Owen has the car is parked, he unclips his seatbelt and looks over at Ianto. "We can talk once I have him in the cells. I want to do a full check up on you ok?"
Ianto sighs, "Ok, but like I said Owen, I'm fine."
"Ianto… remember I know when you lie. Please don't hide it from me; I am your boyfriend after all. So please talk to me Yan?" Owen pleads.
"Alright… once he is in the cells."
"Good, ok come on then." The medic says opening his door, getting out.
Ianto gets out, closing the door behind him and goes off ahead, towards the entrance of the tourist office. Owen is close behind with James, pushing him in the right direction.
Five minutes later, he has James walking down into the cells and deliberately walks him past Janet, who comes to her door to get a closer look. "If your good I wont feed you to her." Owen smirks at the look on his face. "But there are worse things in here then her, trust me." Locking him up in the cell right next to Janet he heads back up to find Ianto.
Knowing exactly where he will be, Owen heads to the archives room and finds Ianto at his desk head in his hands, crying. Walking over to him wrapping him in his arms tightly, Owen rubs Ianto's back softly, till he stops crying. "Ok? Now come on Yan, talk to me…" Owen says gently.
Ianto nods, holding tightly onto Owen and begins to speak. "What James did…it's happened to me before. When I was I child, it was just my dad and I one night not long before my mum died. I went up to bed early because I wanted to be alone. Anyway he came up about ten minutes later and walked in without knocking." Ianto starts to shake in Owen's arms so Owen goes back to rubbing his back gently, letting him carry on when he is ready. After a few minutes Ianto continues. "I was only twelve … I kept trying to get him to stop, telling him to stop but he wouldn't listen. Just told me to be quiet."
Owen remains quiet for a moment, trying to process it. "Oh Ianto, I'm so sorry! You shouldn't have to go through that, especially at that age."
"Afterwards he made me promise not to tell anyone about it … he said if I told someone, he would find out and punish me." Ianto adds.
Owen notices the look of terror flash across the Welshman's face. "Oh shit Yan… have you talked to anyone else about this?"
"No, kept it to myself all these years… I haven't trusted anyone enough to talk to them." Ianto mumbles.
"So nobody knows what he did to you?! Why didn't you tell someone Yan?"
"Because I was afraid that if I told someone he would follow through on his threat, and you know, now. Like I said I haven't really trusted anyone enough to talk to them about it, I didn't even tell Lisa."