Taken 7/8
Series: Taken
Part: Seven - Taken Light part 2
Word Count: 2187
Characters: The staff of Torchwood Three, The Doctor, Donna Noble.
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst!!! Drama. AU.
Warning: Spoilers up the Adrift and slight character death and suicide.
Disclaimer: Alas the Torchwood character's are not mine, they belong to other more fabulous people. Which makes me sad.
Un-beta'ed, sorry. Any and all mistakes are my own (i'm known as the typo queen around friends), and i apologize for them.
Authors Ramble: Ah the second last bit, it's almost over people! Oh good to know i'm a plot bunny whore and have 3 other fics started, not including I need you safe. Which i will be posting more of asap. Anyhoo, this is the a slightly less angsty bit which should save me from being beat to death by the Janto hockey stick of doom. Because yes i know, i'm horribly evil to the boys and like to tear 'em apart very early on in the stories. Hmmm, i think i'm just a sucker for the angst. Anyway, enjoy!
Oh! I also wanted to thank everyone who sent well wishes my way after finding out about my accident, thank you all. They made me feel so much better ^_^
Summary: Jack was sure that the Rift was out to muck up his life completely.
- Kissing life into something -
that has already died
"Jack, it's your only chance." The Time Lord said seriously, looking that Jack.
"Okay." Jack said, holding the Doctor's unwavering gaze. "I'll do it."
"Right, okay." The Doctor clapped his hands together. "We'll need the body."
"It's at the facility." Gwen piped up.
"We'll have to drive down to the docks." Jack said as he grabbed his coat.
"Uh, Jack? Where are you going?" The Doctor asked.
"The SUV." Jack pointed out as he and his team made a move to the door. The Doctor cleared his throat, stopping the quickly retreating team. When he had their attention he pointed over his shoulder to the TARDIS. "Right." Jack said. "That would be quicker wouldn't it."
"Yep." The Time Lord nodded as Donna chuckled.
It took them seconds to file into the ship, dematerialize and materialize on the cliffs of Flat Holm. Jack lead them all into the facility, much to the annoyance of the staff.
"Trust me, they're all needed." He assured the head nurse. "No one's going to gawk." That seemed to placate the woman enough for her to stop glaring at them and let the group do as they please. "His room is just down here." Jack said, leading the way down the long stretch of hallway.
Tosh, Owen and Donna did their best not the stare at the rift victims around them, but it was hard not too. Jack and Gwen had both been to the facility before obviously, and the Doctor was unfazed, as if walking the halls of such a place was common for him.
When a loud animalistic scream started reverberating down the hall, the three first time visitors jumped.
Donna actually clamped her hands over her ears. "Oh my god, it's...." She started as the Doctor wrapped and arm around her shoulder.
"Shhh, it's alright." He said to her softly as he watch Jack take hold of Gwen's hand. The woman seemed to have tensed the moment the noise started, she closed her eyes sadly as they pasted the room that the scream was coming from. Tosh noted sympathetically that the door to the room held a name plate reading 'Johan' on it.
Once they arrived to Ianto's room, they all noticed the eerie silence that seemed to surround it. Jack unlocked the room and entered, the rest following slowly. They watched as Jack walked forward to the young man sitting stalk still on a chair in the middle of the room and leaned in, placing a light kiss on the top of his head.
"Come in." Jack said to the group.
The Doctor noticed as he looked around the dimly lit room, that Jack had placed photos of Ianto and his friends from Torchwood up on one of the walls. All of the faces smiling and happy, it hit him then just how hard Jack had taken the other man's supposed death. How desperately the Captain was clinging to the hope that Ianto still may be restored.
"Okay, how do we do this?" Jack spoke first, cutting though the quiet that no one else seemed willing to break.
"Well, first i inject you with this." The Doctor held up the syringe. "Then you have to die."
Jack made a move to pull his gun out of it's holster when Owen held a hand up to stop him. "No, i have something." He pulled a syringe of his own out of the pocket of his leather coat. "This will stop your heart, send you into cardiac arrest. It's not as quick, but frankly it's cleaner." He said dryly.
Jack just smirked, taking off his large coat and handing it to Gwen. He rolled his sleeves up and sat on the edge of the small bed that was in the corner.
"Actually, you may want to position yourself closer to the body." The Doctor commented.
"Oh." Jack sighed, "The floor it is." He moved to sit on the floor by Ianto's feet as Tosh grabbed the pillow off the bed, placing it on the floor with him. "Thanks." He smiled.
"Don't need you knocking your head." She offered lamely.
"Hey." He grabbed her hand as she went to move away. "I'll be fine." He assured. "All of you, don't worry." Jack addressed his team. "I'll be fine." He looked up at the Doctor, who was watching him. "I trust the Doctor."
The other man just nodded before crouching down next to Jack who laid on his back on the cold stone floor, his head resting on the pillow. Owen crouched down on the other side of Jack, looking a little worried. "You come back." He said to the other man.
"Count on it." Jack smiled, winking. "Okay, do it."
Both doctors nodded and injected each one of Jack's arms at the same time. The three women stood off to the side, Gwen nervously worrying one of the cuffs of Jack's coat arms in her hand. It only too a minute for Owen's injection to take effect, as Jack began to convulse violently all three women gasped.
"It's okay, it's okay." The Doctor said quickly, taking hold on Jack's shoulders and holding his shaking body still. Owen did the same, holding the dying man's legs down from kicking. Within seconds Jack stilled and both men let go. "Now we wait, someone time it." The Doctor said, causing Tosh to quickly pull up her jacket sleeve so she could keep time on her watch.
Jack knew when he felt that well know darkness sweep over him that it had worked, that he was in fact dying. Only it was slow, and he hated slow deaths. True it wasn't as slow as some of the deaths he had experienced, but it was in no way as instantaneous as a bullet to the head. Which oddly enough, he had grown somewhat accustom too.
Once the darkness surrounded him completely he knew he was dead.
"Ianto?" He called out, feeling odd. Normally once dead he felt light, less whole. But right then he felt like he was carrying a very heavy man on his back. "Ianto!" He called out again, a bit more desperately. Jack had no idea how time moved differently in the nothingness of death, so he wasn't about to muck about and waste his five minute window. "Damn it Jones, i don't have all day!" He snapped loudly, but smiled when he heard a familiar laugh.
"You know, patients is a virtue." Ianto said, stepping out of the dark with his normal glow of light.
"Not right now it isn't." Jack told him, shaking his head.
"Why? What's going on?"
"I think we may have found a way to get you back. Okay, well maybe we didn't figure it out. More like the Doctor figured it out."
"The Doctor? He helped you?"
"Yes, why wouldn't he?"
"Well...i...i..." Ianto stuttered, unable to actually answer. He didn't know why it surprised him that the famed Doctor would bother to help him, but it did none the less.
"Well we can talk about it later. Come on, we only have a few minutes." Jack said.
"What am i suppose to do?" At the question Jack paused.
"Ummm, i don't know. Take my hands?" He offered.
"Jack, we have no mass. How am i suppose to take your hands?" Ianto arched an eyebrow in question.
"I don't know, the Doctor didn't really explain it. He just said i'd be able to bring you back with me." Jack said in a rush. "Now just try, would you."
Ianto just sighed, reaching his hands out attempting to grab Jack's. Their hands pased right through reach others, which made Jack curse. "Fuck! Okay, try again." He reached out for the other man, only to have their hands pass through one another again. "Damn it!" He tried to grab Ianto's shoulder, then his wrist, his elbow. Nothing seemed to work.
"No! No, no, no." Jack pleased, his voice getting a bit panicked.
"Jack...."
"No! He said it would work!"
"Jack, nothing is a hundred percent."
"No, you're right." Jack said sadly, looking at his young lover. "Some things are only forty-five percent."
Ianto smiled mournfully. "Well, i guess this is it then." He shrugged in a defeated manner.
"I promised to get you out." Jack said softly.
"Some promises aren't meant to be kept."
"I know. Ianto, i'm sorry. I..." Jack was cut off by a blinding pain shooting through his body, he cried out. He quickly fell to his knees from the sudden weight he felt pushing down on his body.
"Jack! What is it?" Ianto asked, worried.
"Oh nothing." Jack answered through gritted teeth. "Just fifty pounds of lead."
"What?"
"Never mind. Listen, i'm sorry. I knew i'd lose you, i always have. But i just didn't think it would happen so soon." Jack did his best to speak around the pain he felt from the injection, his voice tight. "And i love you, god how i love you. I just wish i had told you sooner."
Ianto sunk to his knees in front of Jack. "I know." He said softly, tearing up. Ianto went to place a hand on Jack's cheek, even though he knew he wouldn't be able to touch him. "I love you too."
Jack smiled sadly, leaning his face against Ianto's outstretched hand. He gasped sharply when his cheek actually came into contact with Ianto's hand.
"What!?" Jack said suddenly.
"Oh my god!" Ianto exclaimed.
They tried to grab each other's hands again, only to have them pass through.
"But..." It was obvious that Ianto was confused, and truthfully so was Jack.
Jack's mind whirled, trying to figure out what was wrong. Then suddenly it all clicked as memories of the past weeks ran through his mind.
"How long have you had the crystal?" He remembered Ianto ask. "I was in that crystal for a long while Jack."
"Jack can work like the crystal!" The Doctor's voice rang through his mind.
"Carry him back." The Time Lord's voice was loud and clear.
Jack looked at Ianto suddenly. "Carry you like the crystal did."
"What?" Ianto questioned.
"I know what to do." Jack exclaimed as he felt the familiar tug of life begin to pull on him. "Wait!" He called out in a panicked voice. Reaching out he placed both his hands on Ianto's face, much to the young man's surprise.
"Jack, what are you...."
"Carrying you back with me." He smiled brightly, leaning in and kissing the other man.
Ianto was shocked by the contact, but surrendered to the kiss none the less. Neither man even noticed the bright light that seemed to surround them, flooding the darkness.
"It's been five minutes." Tosh said nervously, shifting from one foot to the other.
"Shouldn't he be back?" Gwen asked.
"It isn't an instantaneous process, give it a minute." The Doctor told them.
After a few moments of uneasy silence, they all breathed a sigh of relief when Jack woke with a start. Sitting up quickly, but not gasping for breath like normal.
"Slow down." Owen ordered, but the Doctor stopped him when Jack waved him away.
"No wait, let him up."
Jack quickly got to his knees, ignoring the screaming of his newly revived muscles. Facing Ianto's body, he leaned in a placed a chaste kiss on the unmoving man's lips. The room suddenly filled with whispering sounds and an unearthly breeze. They all watched in awe as a bright white light traveled from Jack's mouth to Ianto's, moving like a piece of ribbon in the wind. It only lasted seconds before both men fell sideways, exhausted.
Gwen was kneeling next to Jack instantly, helping him sit up again. The Doctor had quickly caught Ianto's body before it fell off the chair, sitting him up again.
"There you go." The Time Lord said, patting his shoulder.
No one seemed willing to breathe as Ianto's eyelids fluttered softly before they opened slowly. They all watched wide eyed as the horrible blank white of Ianto's eyes faded gradually back into the sky blue that the team had come to know all too well.
"Hello." Ianto said in a weary voice, smiling weakly.
In a flash Tosh, Gwen and even Owen all had their arms around Ianto, hugging him tightly. Donna was helping Jack up, tears in her eyes from the scene before her.
The Doctor walked over and stood next to the two, placing his hands in the pockets of his long coat.
"You did good." He said simply to Jack.
"Thanks, so did you." He smiled at the man before turning his attention back to his four teammates. Both Tosh and Gwen were crying, Gwen was kissing Ianto multiple times all over his face. "Oh my god! It's so good to have you back!" She said through her tears, patting the younger man's cheeks. Ianto chuckled softly, tears running down his face.
Jack just stood sandwiched between the Doctor and his companion, and reveled in the fact that he had gotten a second chance. A second chance that he wasn't fully sure he had deserved.
Comments are love. Love it? Hate it? Want to beat me over the head with the J/I hockey stick of doom? Let me know ^_^
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 8
Part: Seven - Taken Light part 2
Word Count: 2187
Characters: The staff of Torchwood Three, The Doctor, Donna Noble.
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst!!! Drama. AU.
Warning: Spoilers up the Adrift and slight character death and suicide.
Disclaimer: Alas the Torchwood character's are not mine, they belong to other more fabulous people. Which makes me sad.
Un-beta'ed, sorry. Any and all mistakes are my own (i'm known as the typo queen around friends), and i apologize for them.
Authors Ramble: Ah the second last bit, it's almost over people! Oh good to know i'm a plot bunny whore and have 3 other fics started, not including I need you safe. Which i will be posting more of asap. Anyhoo, this is the a slightly less angsty bit which should save me from being beat to death by the Janto hockey stick of doom. Because yes i know, i'm horribly evil to the boys and like to tear 'em apart very early on in the stories. Hmmm, i think i'm just a sucker for the angst. Anyway, enjoy!
Oh! I also wanted to thank everyone who sent well wishes my way after finding out about my accident, thank you all. They made me feel so much better ^_^
Summary: Jack was sure that the Rift was out to muck up his life completely.
- Kissing life into something -
that has already died
"Jack, it's your only chance." The Time Lord said seriously, looking that Jack.
"Okay." Jack said, holding the Doctor's unwavering gaze. "I'll do it."
"Right, okay." The Doctor clapped his hands together. "We'll need the body."
"It's at the facility." Gwen piped up.
"We'll have to drive down to the docks." Jack said as he grabbed his coat.
"Uh, Jack? Where are you going?" The Doctor asked.
"The SUV." Jack pointed out as he and his team made a move to the door. The Doctor cleared his throat, stopping the quickly retreating team. When he had their attention he pointed over his shoulder to the TARDIS. "Right." Jack said. "That would be quicker wouldn't it."
"Yep." The Time Lord nodded as Donna chuckled.
It took them seconds to file into the ship, dematerialize and materialize on the cliffs of Flat Holm. Jack lead them all into the facility, much to the annoyance of the staff.
"Trust me, they're all needed." He assured the head nurse. "No one's going to gawk." That seemed to placate the woman enough for her to stop glaring at them and let the group do as they please. "His room is just down here." Jack said, leading the way down the long stretch of hallway.
Tosh, Owen and Donna did their best not the stare at the rift victims around them, but it was hard not too. Jack and Gwen had both been to the facility before obviously, and the Doctor was unfazed, as if walking the halls of such a place was common for him.
When a loud animalistic scream started reverberating down the hall, the three first time visitors jumped.
Donna actually clamped her hands over her ears. "Oh my god, it's...." She started as the Doctor wrapped and arm around her shoulder.
"Shhh, it's alright." He said to her softly as he watch Jack take hold of Gwen's hand. The woman seemed to have tensed the moment the noise started, she closed her eyes sadly as they pasted the room that the scream was coming from. Tosh noted sympathetically that the door to the room held a name plate reading 'Johan' on it.
Once they arrived to Ianto's room, they all noticed the eerie silence that seemed to surround it. Jack unlocked the room and entered, the rest following slowly. They watched as Jack walked forward to the young man sitting stalk still on a chair in the middle of the room and leaned in, placing a light kiss on the top of his head.
"Come in." Jack said to the group.
The Doctor noticed as he looked around the dimly lit room, that Jack had placed photos of Ianto and his friends from Torchwood up on one of the walls. All of the faces smiling and happy, it hit him then just how hard Jack had taken the other man's supposed death. How desperately the Captain was clinging to the hope that Ianto still may be restored.
"Okay, how do we do this?" Jack spoke first, cutting though the quiet that no one else seemed willing to break.
"Well, first i inject you with this." The Doctor held up the syringe. "Then you have to die."
Jack made a move to pull his gun out of it's holster when Owen held a hand up to stop him. "No, i have something." He pulled a syringe of his own out of the pocket of his leather coat. "This will stop your heart, send you into cardiac arrest. It's not as quick, but frankly it's cleaner." He said dryly.
Jack just smirked, taking off his large coat and handing it to Gwen. He rolled his sleeves up and sat on the edge of the small bed that was in the corner.
"Actually, you may want to position yourself closer to the body." The Doctor commented.
"Oh." Jack sighed, "The floor it is." He moved to sit on the floor by Ianto's feet as Tosh grabbed the pillow off the bed, placing it on the floor with him. "Thanks." He smiled.
"Don't need you knocking your head." She offered lamely.
"Hey." He grabbed her hand as she went to move away. "I'll be fine." He assured. "All of you, don't worry." Jack addressed his team. "I'll be fine." He looked up at the Doctor, who was watching him. "I trust the Doctor."
The other man just nodded before crouching down next to Jack who laid on his back on the cold stone floor, his head resting on the pillow. Owen crouched down on the other side of Jack, looking a little worried. "You come back." He said to the other man.
"Count on it." Jack smiled, winking. "Okay, do it."
Both doctors nodded and injected each one of Jack's arms at the same time. The three women stood off to the side, Gwen nervously worrying one of the cuffs of Jack's coat arms in her hand. It only too a minute for Owen's injection to take effect, as Jack began to convulse violently all three women gasped.
"It's okay, it's okay." The Doctor said quickly, taking hold on Jack's shoulders and holding his shaking body still. Owen did the same, holding the dying man's legs down from kicking. Within seconds Jack stilled and both men let go. "Now we wait, someone time it." The Doctor said, causing Tosh to quickly pull up her jacket sleeve so she could keep time on her watch.
Jack knew when he felt that well know darkness sweep over him that it had worked, that he was in fact dying. Only it was slow, and he hated slow deaths. True it wasn't as slow as some of the deaths he had experienced, but it was in no way as instantaneous as a bullet to the head. Which oddly enough, he had grown somewhat accustom too.
Once the darkness surrounded him completely he knew he was dead.
"Ianto?" He called out, feeling odd. Normally once dead he felt light, less whole. But right then he felt like he was carrying a very heavy man on his back. "Ianto!" He called out again, a bit more desperately. Jack had no idea how time moved differently in the nothingness of death, so he wasn't about to muck about and waste his five minute window. "Damn it Jones, i don't have all day!" He snapped loudly, but smiled when he heard a familiar laugh.
"You know, patients is a virtue." Ianto said, stepping out of the dark with his normal glow of light.
"Not right now it isn't." Jack told him, shaking his head.
"Why? What's going on?"
"I think we may have found a way to get you back. Okay, well maybe we didn't figure it out. More like the Doctor figured it out."
"The Doctor? He helped you?"
"Yes, why wouldn't he?"
"Well...i...i..." Ianto stuttered, unable to actually answer. He didn't know why it surprised him that the famed Doctor would bother to help him, but it did none the less.
"Well we can talk about it later. Come on, we only have a few minutes." Jack said.
"What am i suppose to do?" At the question Jack paused.
"Ummm, i don't know. Take my hands?" He offered.
"Jack, we have no mass. How am i suppose to take your hands?" Ianto arched an eyebrow in question.
"I don't know, the Doctor didn't really explain it. He just said i'd be able to bring you back with me." Jack said in a rush. "Now just try, would you."
Ianto just sighed, reaching his hands out attempting to grab Jack's. Their hands pased right through reach others, which made Jack curse. "Fuck! Okay, try again." He reached out for the other man, only to have their hands pass through one another again. "Damn it!" He tried to grab Ianto's shoulder, then his wrist, his elbow. Nothing seemed to work.
"No! No, no, no." Jack pleased, his voice getting a bit panicked.
"Jack...."
"No! He said it would work!"
"Jack, nothing is a hundred percent."
"No, you're right." Jack said sadly, looking at his young lover. "Some things are only forty-five percent."
Ianto smiled mournfully. "Well, i guess this is it then." He shrugged in a defeated manner.
"I promised to get you out." Jack said softly.
"Some promises aren't meant to be kept."
"I know. Ianto, i'm sorry. I..." Jack was cut off by a blinding pain shooting through his body, he cried out. He quickly fell to his knees from the sudden weight he felt pushing down on his body.
"Jack! What is it?" Ianto asked, worried.
"Oh nothing." Jack answered through gritted teeth. "Just fifty pounds of lead."
"What?"
"Never mind. Listen, i'm sorry. I knew i'd lose you, i always have. But i just didn't think it would happen so soon." Jack did his best to speak around the pain he felt from the injection, his voice tight. "And i love you, god how i love you. I just wish i had told you sooner."
Ianto sunk to his knees in front of Jack. "I know." He said softly, tearing up. Ianto went to place a hand on Jack's cheek, even though he knew he wouldn't be able to touch him. "I love you too."
Jack smiled sadly, leaning his face against Ianto's outstretched hand. He gasped sharply when his cheek actually came into contact with Ianto's hand.
"What!?" Jack said suddenly.
"Oh my god!" Ianto exclaimed.
They tried to grab each other's hands again, only to have them pass through.
"But..." It was obvious that Ianto was confused, and truthfully so was Jack.
Jack's mind whirled, trying to figure out what was wrong. Then suddenly it all clicked as memories of the past weeks ran through his mind.
"How long have you had the crystal?" He remembered Ianto ask. "I was in that crystal for a long while Jack."
"Jack can work like the crystal!" The Doctor's voice rang through his mind.
"Carry him back." The Time Lord's voice was loud and clear.
Jack looked at Ianto suddenly. "Carry you like the crystal did."
"What?" Ianto questioned.
"I know what to do." Jack exclaimed as he felt the familiar tug of life begin to pull on him. "Wait!" He called out in a panicked voice. Reaching out he placed both his hands on Ianto's face, much to the young man's surprise.
"Jack, what are you...."
"Carrying you back with me." He smiled brightly, leaning in and kissing the other man.
Ianto was shocked by the contact, but surrendered to the kiss none the less. Neither man even noticed the bright light that seemed to surround them, flooding the darkness.
"It's been five minutes." Tosh said nervously, shifting from one foot to the other.
"Shouldn't he be back?" Gwen asked.
"It isn't an instantaneous process, give it a minute." The Doctor told them.
After a few moments of uneasy silence, they all breathed a sigh of relief when Jack woke with a start. Sitting up quickly, but not gasping for breath like normal.
"Slow down." Owen ordered, but the Doctor stopped him when Jack waved him away.
"No wait, let him up."
Jack quickly got to his knees, ignoring the screaming of his newly revived muscles. Facing Ianto's body, he leaned in a placed a chaste kiss on the unmoving man's lips. The room suddenly filled with whispering sounds and an unearthly breeze. They all watched in awe as a bright white light traveled from Jack's mouth to Ianto's, moving like a piece of ribbon in the wind. It only lasted seconds before both men fell sideways, exhausted.
Gwen was kneeling next to Jack instantly, helping him sit up again. The Doctor had quickly caught Ianto's body before it fell off the chair, sitting him up again.
"There you go." The Time Lord said, patting his shoulder.
No one seemed willing to breathe as Ianto's eyelids fluttered softly before they opened slowly. They all watched wide eyed as the horrible blank white of Ianto's eyes faded gradually back into the sky blue that the team had come to know all too well.
"Hello." Ianto said in a weary voice, smiling weakly.
In a flash Tosh, Gwen and even Owen all had their arms around Ianto, hugging him tightly. Donna was helping Jack up, tears in her eyes from the scene before her.
The Doctor walked over and stood next to the two, placing his hands in the pockets of his long coat.
"You did good." He said simply to Jack.
"Thanks, so did you." He smiled at the man before turning his attention back to his four teammates. Both Tosh and Gwen were crying, Gwen was kissing Ianto multiple times all over his face. "Oh my god! It's so good to have you back!" She said through her tears, patting the younger man's cheeks. Ianto chuckled softly, tears running down his face.
Jack just stood sandwiched between the Doctor and his companion, and reveled in the fact that he had gotten a second chance. A second chance that he wasn't fully sure he had deserved.
Comments are love. Love it? Hate it? Want to beat me over the head with the J/I hockey stick of doom? Let me know ^_^
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