The Old Building 4/?
A/N: This chapter came about after something badly_knitted said in a comment and it just kind of spiralled into this chapter. so this chapter is dedicated to you badly_knitted, partly for all the delightful long comments you leave!
Everyone enjoy please!
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Jack moved through the shadows, gun drawn. He hesitated mid-step. I should really go back to Ianto he frowned to himself, and shook off his concerns. Ianto will be fine, as long as Gwen’s there, he carried on walking. He turned a corner and came face to face with a large door. He slowly lowered his face to the door and pressed his ear against it. Just being cautious Ianto would kill me if I died again, he thought to himself, grinning. He twisted the handle slowly and the door opened with a click. He peered around the outside of the door and looked inside. Darkness. He opened the door fully and took a step to get a better view inside. Only he didn’t make it. Suddenly, he was falling through the floor boards and hitting the floor with a loud crash. Ianto’s going to kill me was the last thought he had before he succumbed to the darkness and died.
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Gwen crept silently following where she thought she had seen Jack disappear. A shiver swept up her spine and she paused, turning her body around. Oh god Ianto! What am I thinking? He’s concussed and I’m following the trail of a man who can’t die, instead of staying with the one who can! She turned and started to head back, but something stopped her. She wanted to go and see Ianto, but the urge to find Jack had suddenly intensified. Almost against her will her body was turned and she was walking around the corner and though the same door Jack had entered only 10 minutes ago. Just like Jack had done before her, she fell through the floor, landing on something soft. “Jack!” She gasped, before the ceiling was raining down on top of her and knocking her out cold.
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Ianto frowned and listened harder. He could definitely hear the sound of feet. If he wasn’t concussed he would have probably been more concerned and about the fact that he was standing in the middle of an elegant ballroom instead of an ancient, decrepit house. He watched silently and dumbfounded as a hundred or so people made their way into the room he was standing in. he was tapped on the shoulder.
“Sir, are you quite alright? You seem to have a nasty gash on your head.” A woman, dressed in fine silk addressed him.
“Erm. Excuse me? Who are you, how did you get in here?” Ianto’s head was spinning, where am I? Am I still in the house?
“Oh my! Surely you are joking sir? This is my father’s house and I live here!” The woman giggled lightly and fanned herself. She looked Ianto up and down. “Just look at your clothes! This will not do! You must look your best for the ball! My papa said that I shall find a husband tonight, so everybody must look their best for me!” She hurried away leaving Ianto perplexed.
He watched her from across the room, talking to two men. She was stunning; he couldn’t believe he hadn’t noticed before. Her hair was golden and wrapped intricately at the back of her head. Light whispers of hair had fell down, framing her face. Her face was perfectly symmetrical and the most beautiful he had ever seen. He didn’t think he’d ever seen perfection before, until now. She turned suddenly and smiled the most amazing smile he’d ever seen, god he was beginning to sound soppy. She motioned for him to come over and the closer he got the more he took her in. Her dress grazed the floor and was pale yellow, complementing her hair, features and figure. Lace trimmed the top and he couldn’t stop himself from taking her in.
“Now sir, can you kindly tell me your name? I do believe I’m not acquainted with all of my suitors yet.” She asked kindly. Ianto drew his eyes away from her dress and looked her straight in her eyes, green he noted.
“Ianto, ma’am”
“Ianto, I like it, it has a nice ring to it. I’m Mary Wood of the infamous Wood family, but I’m quite sure you already knew that.” Ianto nodded under the spell of her gaze. “These are my brothers, Jonathon” she pointed to one of the men “and Charles. They are going to give you some suitable clothes to wear, and I expect you down here shortly to dance the first dance with me!” After that Mary Wood had gone in a flurry of lace and excitement and Ianto was left following Charles and Jonathon up the stairs and into, what looked like one of the many bedrooms. Huh this is new.
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Jack woke with a gasp and turned to cough, that’s when he felt the weight on top of him. He squinted in the darkness and saw the familiar face of Gwen Cooper curled up on top of him. “Gwen?” He all but shouted. She stirred and cracked open one of her eyes.
“Ouch!” She rubbed her head and rolled off of Jack. “What happened, why are we here?”
“I don’t know. Well I know why I’m here. I fell down a whole after specifically telling you and Ianto to stay together! What I don’t know is why you are here?” Gwen had the decency to look bashful.
“All I remember is waking up here Jack! I wouldn’t have left Ianto without good cause!”
“Gwen you’re going to have to remember.” Jack stood up to check the room, there was a door but it was locked. “Anything may be able to help us at this point, think back to when I left.”
Gwen closed her eyes and sifted through her memories. Ianto, are you okay? You’re looking a little pale. “I remember Ianto wasn’t looking too good.”
Oh god, that’s okay carry on, see if you can remember anything else.”
Crash we heard a noise; we didn’t know what it was, we didn’t want to stay there like sitting ducks. Ianto told me it was okay to investigate, he said; ‘Two guns are better than one’” Gwen wiped her eyes, she knew she shouldn’t of left him! Thinking back he did look worse for wear. “So I gave him a peck on the cheek and left after you. Oh god I’m so sorry Jack! I don’t know what I was thinking.” Gwen looked to the floor. She was disgusted in herself, leaving an injured teammate.
“It’s okay Gwen, listen to me we need to get out of here now! We need to get Ianto and get out of this house; I have a bad feeling about this place.” Jack placed his hands on his hips.
“Wait! Jack I remember something else! I did turn back but then something came over me almost like a spell and I just had to get to you! I don’t think it was even me controlling my feet!”
Jack looked, if it was possible, even more concerned. “Okay that’s it!” He pointed to his gun which lay by Gwen’s feet. “Pass me that please?” Gwen complied and watched as he shot through the lock in the door. “We’re getting out of here!”
Everyone enjoy please!
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Jack moved through the shadows, gun drawn. He hesitated mid-step. I should really go back to Ianto he frowned to himself, and shook off his concerns. Ianto will be fine, as long as Gwen’s there, he carried on walking. He turned a corner and came face to face with a large door. He slowly lowered his face to the door and pressed his ear against it. Just being cautious Ianto would kill me if I died again, he thought to himself, grinning. He twisted the handle slowly and the door opened with a click. He peered around the outside of the door and looked inside. Darkness. He opened the door fully and took a step to get a better view inside. Only he didn’t make it. Suddenly, he was falling through the floor boards and hitting the floor with a loud crash. Ianto’s going to kill me was the last thought he had before he succumbed to the darkness and died.
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Gwen crept silently following where she thought she had seen Jack disappear. A shiver swept up her spine and she paused, turning her body around. Oh god Ianto! What am I thinking? He’s concussed and I’m following the trail of a man who can’t die, instead of staying with the one who can! She turned and started to head back, but something stopped her. She wanted to go and see Ianto, but the urge to find Jack had suddenly intensified. Almost against her will her body was turned and she was walking around the corner and though the same door Jack had entered only 10 minutes ago. Just like Jack had done before her, she fell through the floor, landing on something soft. “Jack!” She gasped, before the ceiling was raining down on top of her and knocking her out cold.
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Ianto frowned and listened harder. He could definitely hear the sound of feet. If he wasn’t concussed he would have probably been more concerned and about the fact that he was standing in the middle of an elegant ballroom instead of an ancient, decrepit house. He watched silently and dumbfounded as a hundred or so people made their way into the room he was standing in. he was tapped on the shoulder.
“Sir, are you quite alright? You seem to have a nasty gash on your head.” A woman, dressed in fine silk addressed him.
“Erm. Excuse me? Who are you, how did you get in here?” Ianto’s head was spinning, where am I? Am I still in the house?
“Oh my! Surely you are joking sir? This is my father’s house and I live here!” The woman giggled lightly and fanned herself. She looked Ianto up and down. “Just look at your clothes! This will not do! You must look your best for the ball! My papa said that I shall find a husband tonight, so everybody must look their best for me!” She hurried away leaving Ianto perplexed.
He watched her from across the room, talking to two men. She was stunning; he couldn’t believe he hadn’t noticed before. Her hair was golden and wrapped intricately at the back of her head. Light whispers of hair had fell down, framing her face. Her face was perfectly symmetrical and the most beautiful he had ever seen. He didn’t think he’d ever seen perfection before, until now. She turned suddenly and smiled the most amazing smile he’d ever seen, god he was beginning to sound soppy. She motioned for him to come over and the closer he got the more he took her in. Her dress grazed the floor and was pale yellow, complementing her hair, features and figure. Lace trimmed the top and he couldn’t stop himself from taking her in.
“Now sir, can you kindly tell me your name? I do believe I’m not acquainted with all of my suitors yet.” She asked kindly. Ianto drew his eyes away from her dress and looked her straight in her eyes, green he noted.
“Ianto, ma’am”
“Ianto, I like it, it has a nice ring to it. I’m Mary Wood of the infamous Wood family, but I’m quite sure you already knew that.” Ianto nodded under the spell of her gaze. “These are my brothers, Jonathon” she pointed to one of the men “and Charles. They are going to give you some suitable clothes to wear, and I expect you down here shortly to dance the first dance with me!” After that Mary Wood had gone in a flurry of lace and excitement and Ianto was left following Charles and Jonathon up the stairs and into, what looked like one of the many bedrooms. Huh this is new.
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Jack woke with a gasp and turned to cough, that’s when he felt the weight on top of him. He squinted in the darkness and saw the familiar face of Gwen Cooper curled up on top of him. “Gwen?” He all but shouted. She stirred and cracked open one of her eyes.
“Ouch!” She rubbed her head and rolled off of Jack. “What happened, why are we here?”
“I don’t know. Well I know why I’m here. I fell down a whole after specifically telling you and Ianto to stay together! What I don’t know is why you are here?” Gwen had the decency to look bashful.
“All I remember is waking up here Jack! I wouldn’t have left Ianto without good cause!”
“Gwen you’re going to have to remember.” Jack stood up to check the room, there was a door but it was locked. “Anything may be able to help us at this point, think back to when I left.”
Gwen closed her eyes and sifted through her memories. Ianto, are you okay? You’re looking a little pale. “I remember Ianto wasn’t looking too good.”
Oh god, that’s okay carry on, see if you can remember anything else.”
Crash we heard a noise; we didn’t know what it was, we didn’t want to stay there like sitting ducks. Ianto told me it was okay to investigate, he said; ‘Two guns are better than one’” Gwen wiped her eyes, she knew she shouldn’t of left him! Thinking back he did look worse for wear. “So I gave him a peck on the cheek and left after you. Oh god I’m so sorry Jack! I don’t know what I was thinking.” Gwen looked to the floor. She was disgusted in herself, leaving an injured teammate.
“It’s okay Gwen, listen to me we need to get out of here now! We need to get Ianto and get out of this house; I have a bad feeling about this place.” Jack placed his hands on his hips.
“Wait! Jack I remember something else! I did turn back but then something came over me almost like a spell and I just had to get to you! I don’t think it was even me controlling my feet!”
Jack looked, if it was possible, even more concerned. “Okay that’s it!” He pointed to his gun which lay by Gwen’s feet. “Pass me that please?” Gwen complied and watched as he shot through the lock in the door. “We’re getting out of here!”