AN:/ Hey I have not given up on this story I am just going through all of my stories and one shots updating them to make them better. I promise this will be the first story I update once I have finished.
Ianto lost consciousness, his eyes rolled back and his head hit the floor. The alarm squealed and Jack grabbed his lover by the shoulders and violently shook him, "Wake up, God damnit Ianto wake up!" Ianto was still silent, and Jack's hold on him slackened as he realised Ianto wasn't going to wake up. Rowan looked towards the door as she heard footsteps and turned to Jack, "Their coming. What do we do?" "Hold them off as long as you can." Jack ordered and Rowan sprung into action, looking for objects to barricade the door with, Jack grabbed the first aid kit out of his pocket tried cleaning and covering up some of Ianto's wounds as best as he could, "Come on Yan, wake up so we can get you out of here." Rowans search was useless and she looked back at Jack in exasperation. "There's nothing to put up against it! We're sitting ducks!" Jack sighed and stood up and his eyes landed on a tallish cabinet, "Here help me move this. Quick!" Rowan came to his aid but the cabinet wouldn't budge, it was fixed into the floor. "What kind of twisted person fixes a cabinet to a floor?!" Rowan bellowed, bewildered. "Just try and hold them off!" Jack barked. "How?" questioned Rowan. "I don't frikin' know! Sing, dance, juggle! Do whatever it takes!" Jack shouted angrily. Rowan scratched her head and grabbed two of his guns "Will these work?" "Do they fire bullets?" Jack asked looking at her, "Well yeah... They are guns." Rowan said sarcastically. "Do they kill things?" Jack said. "Yeah, I guess." she shrugged. "WELL FUCKIN' USE THEM THEN!" The captain bellowed and causing Rowan to jump. Rowan looked at him scowling, "Now there's no need to yell." Rowan looked at the door as it flew open coming off its hinges and started firing at the Beateners. Jack raced back to Ianto's side and took him under the arms, dragging him away from the gunfire that echoed loudly in the room. Misfired bullets bounced of the walls, punching holes in the plaster. "Jack, how much longer do I need to hold them off for?" Rowan yelled over the sound of the firing bullets, however the words were lost to Jack's ears. Ianto groaned and looked around blearily, "Wh-where am I? What's going on? Are we on a picnic?!" he squealed. "I love picnics!" Jack gawped at him. "Oh Shit," Ianto was delirious. Rowan smiled slightly as the Beateners stopped coming, "Jack, I can't see anymore of them but we need to leave. NOW!" Rowan walked over to them, "Where's the picnic?" Ianto asked, "I want my picnic!" "Ianto we have to leave! NOW!" Rowan shouted. Ianto crossed his arms in a pout, "I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL I HAVE HAD A SAUSAGE ROLL!" He cried. Before Jack could react, Rowan punched Ianto hard in between the eyes and Ianto fell back into unconsciousness once more. "Sorry," Rowan said, "but it was for the best." Jack frowned looking at Rowan, "WHAT THE HELL? I CARRY SAUSAGE ROLLS IN MY COAT. I WAS ABOUT TO GIVE HIM ONE!" "Believe me," Rowan smirked, "Those sausage rolls are long gone. I ate them yesterday. Now come on we have to move!" Jack sighed and hauled Ianto over his shoulder in a fireman's carry and looked at Rowan, "We need to find somewhere with some light. Where was the last place you saw with power?" "The power's practically out, the basement was the last room I saw with light in it. Our best bet is to go there." Rowan said and stalked off, Jack scampering to keep up. Rowan opened the door to the basement and saw a lone light flickering, "Ok the power's about to go out, so hurry up." The basement was gloomy but brighter than the rest of the building by far. A table stood at the far corner, covered in dust and Rowan rubbed it down, forcing the clutter away and Jack laid Ianto on top of it. Ianto was still unconsciousness thanks to Rowan, "Well at least he won;t be muttering about sausage rolls anymore. Here ring the team tell them Ianto is ok and we are trying to find a way back." Jack handed her his phone and began fiddling with his vortex manipulator. The manipulator hissed and crackled, smoke pouring out of it and it sent a shock down Jack's arm, he cursed and clutched his now numb wrist, his eyes going cross-eyed. The manipulator had stopped working. "Shit. Now how am I gonna get us home?" He muttered to himself and looked at Ianto. Ianto slept soundly, a black eye began to form where he had been punched and blood was seeping through the bandages that were plastered to his skin. He shifted slightly, muttering something about socks and sausage rolls and for once Jack didn't know what to do, he didn't want to tell Rowan in fear of letting her down and risking her or Ianto getting beaten up. Again. Jack rested against a wall and slid down it feeling defeated, Rowan looked at him. "What's up Captain?" Jack went to answer but a thump against the basement door stopped him mid-sentence. They stared, waiting, the silence that followed was almost unbearable. Jack got up slowly and walked over to where Ianto lay and stood in front of him motioning for Rowan to come next to him but quietly. "Jack, we know you're in there," purred a voice, soft and melodic that echoed in both friends heads. "I can smell you..." Jack stayed silent. "Don't ignore me Jack, you can't pretend we are not here forever, can you?" Jack visibly stiffened, "No, not you. Not you..." Jack started muttering over and over again Rowan frowned, "What? Who is it?" She looked at Jack hoping for an answer. The snide voice cooed, toying with its victims, "Tick-tock-tick-tock... My patience is thinning, Captain. Either way I'm coming to get you, darling." "Someone I left behind a while ago..." Jack sighed and started pressing buttons on his manipulator praying for it to work. Another shock vaulted up his arm and he cringed. "Nuh-uh, not this time, baby. I made a little toy which very much beats yours. You are not leaving me again, honey." "What do you want you bitch?" Jack yelled, "What do I want?" came a high falsetto laugh, "Sugar, all I've ever wanted is you!" Jack sighed and rubbed his head with his thumb and fore finger, "I told you seventeen years ago. WE. ARE. OVER!" Jack yelled. The door smacked open and a woman stood there. Her hair was long, curling down to the small of her back in silky black locks. Her eyes gleamed an acidic green and her skin had a turquoise tinge to it. Her lips were a deep indigo and they were drawn into a crude smile, she wore a tight black dress with red heels. She smirked and pulled out a pistol, "Hi, sugar!" "Honey! Why aren't you dead yet?" Jack smiled falsely, "Because bitches never die, they just keep coming back to maim. I am the fucking princess of this alien race and we were betrothed! You left me at the fucking altar! This time we are gonna get married and you aren't gonna get away this time!" Jack swallowed dryly. "Ok look here, bitch. Captain here needs to get his boyfriend back to Cardiff, Wales, Earth, The Milky Way. After that you can marry and divorce him as many times as you want. Clear?" Rowan asked. The woman raised an eyebrow, "Silence her." she said simply. A shadow stepped from behind her and fired. Jack cried out as Rowan hit the floor. The alien princess smiled, "Aren't sedatives a wonderful thing?" she asked, looking amusedly at Rowan's limp body. "Take the other two and you," she ordered, pointing at the shadows, "Put the captain in shackles and give him a mild sedative." Jack snarled at her and spat at her feet, "Be careful with them. If you even touch them I will make sure you never see sunlight again." Jack threatened. "Believe me cupcake," she snorted as Jacks arms were twisted behind him and shackled, "Where we're going there is no sunlight." She prowled over, her heels clicking on the floor. Jack growled and she stroked his chin with a slender finger, forcing his head up, "Temper, temper sweetie." she drawled, her voice barely a whisper. "The day you're dead and buried I'll be there to dance on your grave." Jack growled but froze as she attacked, stabbing with the syringe and Jack gasped and he felt unconsciousness taking over him.
AN:/ So there's chapter 6. Let me know what you thought by clicking the little blue button that says 'Review this chapter' please x