The end... Part three
Here's part three for my story, I have altered this series a bit to imcorrperate some of the things mentioned in series two of Torchwood.
Part Two was here - http://miss-shine.livejournal.com/10129.html
Enjoy and leave comments good or bad both are very welcome I really need feedback on this one.
Jack Harkness stumbled down the main high street in Cardiff’s centre. He fell to his knees he felt like he was going to be sick. He put his hands on his knees and retched but nothing thing came up. People walking past his where giving him weird looks, he hadn’t expected less he must have looked like a hobo. Spending a night in a cold draw and the weekend floating in the bay will do that to you. He knew where he was trying to go, but the voice in his head wanted him to go some else.
‘Go back’ it hissed, ignoring it he stood up and continued to stumble down the high street. All he had to do was get to the hub, Owen would help him, Owen would save him. He had to. Jack stumbled into a lamp post and this time he threw up. There was blood in his sick; his face was wet with a mixture of blood and sweat. His nose and ears were bleeding and the sweat was making his hair wet.
‘Go back’ the voice hissed.
‘Shut up’ he whispered to it.
‘Go back’ it hissed again. ‘Go back, go back’
‘SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP’ he screamed at it. Causing yet more strange looks and the people around him to walk faster; away from him. He walked through his own sick and continued on his way. He reached the end of the high street; he was going the wrong way. This wasn’t how he got back to the hub; he’d actually walked miles out of his own way. He stumbled across the road towards the castle, tripping over his own feet as he went.
He fell over causing the driver of the red Volvo to stamp on his brakes. He got out of his car and shouted at Jack. But he couldn’t stop he had to get back to the hub, he had to find Tosh she’d know what happened. She was the least thing he could remember.
It was late on Friday night and she was still working, she hadn’t left before nine all week. She deserved some fun; Tosh never let her hair down. He remembered sitting on her desk and talking her into getting a drink. He stumbled into the castle and threw up again, more blood, more sweat, and more voices.
‘No’ he screamed at the voice. He continued walking using the castle for support. He was tried and weak from regenerating he sunk to his knees. Back against the castle’s wall he wanted to go to sleep. He closed his eyes. Someone touched his shoulder and shook him awake.
‘Jack, Captain Jack are you alright’ a far way voice called.
He opened his eyes; it was Owen with a look of concern on his face. ‘What happened?’ Owen demanded. Jack just looked at him that was a good question what did happen?
‘Where did all this blood come from?’ Owen asked, ‘Jack are you bleeding?’ Gwen was hovering behind Owen looking worried.
‘Is he alright Owen?’ she asked in a worried voice.
‘Shh I need to concentrate’ Owen snapped at her while he tried to locate the cause of Jack’s bleeding.
‘NO’ screamed Jack. ‘I DON’T WANT TO GO BACK!!!’
‘Back where?’ Owen asked him.
‘Back there’ Jack whispered.
‘Oh god, what’s he talking about?’ Gwen asked.
‘I don’t know’ Owen told her.
‘Is that Tosh?’ asked Jack squinting at Gwen.
‘No, it’s Gwen’
‘We need to find Toshiko’ Jack felt like he was going to be sick again. He pushed Owen away and rolled over on to all fours, and threw up. More blood, just blood Jack looked at it. He knew that was bad, people don’t throw up blood for no reason.
‘Oh Jesus, he’s throwing up blood’ said Owen looking over Jack’s shoulder.
‘Come on help me get him in the SUV’ Owen asked Gwen.
She stepped forward and lifted up Jack’s left arm and put it around her shoulders. Owen did the same with Jack’s right arm as the helped him walk to the SUV. They sat him on the passenger seat. Owen turned Jack’s head towards him and looked into Jack’s eyes.
‘We’ve been looking for you for hours… since the police rang this morning actually’ Owen told Jack.
‘Quite… we … need, shut up. We … need to find… Tosh… SHUT UP.’ Jack mumbled he wasn’t making much sense.
‘Jack listen to me carefully, I need you to concentrate do you know where Toshiko is? She hasn’t been home since Friday we checked. She’s been missing too, we need to find her… the last CCTV footage we have of her shows you both leaving the hub together’ Owen was looking straight into Jack’s eyes, his pupils were darting back and forth like he was thinking about.
‘Tosh… went with me to… shut up!’ Jack start to rock back and forth a little in his seat. Then quite suddenly he grabbed the front of Owen’s jacket.
‘You need to help me’ his tone had changed completely. He was no longer mumbling and was using a clear exact voice his American accent shone out. It was a voice, a tone that Owen trusted when Jack used this voice in meant he knew exactly what he was doing. ‘You need to get it out… you have to find Tosh and… ahh’ he put his head to Owen’s chest and groaned with pain.
‘Please Jack we have to find her, especially if she’s in the same state that you are. THINK’ Owen raised his voice a little.
‘I… we… need to…’ Jack begun to mumble. ‘I need to go back’ he told Owen firmly.
‘Back where? Owen what’s he talking about?’ asked Gwen. Owen looked at her.
‘How do I know’ he snapped at her. ‘Do you mean the hub? You need to go back to the hub, is that what you’re trying to say?’ Owen asked him.
‘I need to go back’ Jack snapped at him. Rising head up from Owen’s chest and looking him in the eye.
‘Right, Jack your not making any sense…’ Owen told him in a worried but gentle voice ‘Gwen get my bag from the boot, will ya’ he ordered her in a much harsher tone then the one had been speaking to Jack in.
‘Oh great I’m your servant now am I?’ she said as she walked around the SUV to open the boot.
Jack tried to stand up, but Owen put both of his hands on Jack’s shoulders and pushed him back down. ‘Hurry up Gwen’ Owen snapped at her.
‘I’m coming, keep your fucking shirt on’ she shouted back.
‘I NEED TO GO BACK’ Jack screamed at him. Jack put his hands on Owen’s shoulders and tried to push him off.
‘Owen, Jack what are you doing?’ Gwen demanded when she saw them scrapping.
‘Gwen, we need to sedate Jack’ Owen shouted at her. Jack pushed Owen to the ground and tried to run away. Owen grabbed Jack’s leg and pulled it out from under him.
‘Gwen, help me out here’ Owen screamed while trying to pin Jack to the ground. He had Jack lying on his back like a star fish. Owen sat on Jack’s stomach and held his arms out.
‘WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?’ Gwen screamed at Owen, she was completely shocked by Owen’s behavior.
‘LOOK AT HIS EYES’ Owen shouted back at her. Gwen looked at Jack, his eyes weren’t human. Jack’s eyes had turned completely white; there wasn’t even a hint of his blue pupils left.
‘Oh, god. Oh Shit, Owen what’s wrong with him’ Gwen was starting to panic.
‘GWEN, YOU ARE TORCHWOOD’ Owen bellowed at her. ‘Now pull your self together and give me the fucking sedative.’
Owen was dissected by Gwen’s freaking out. He had taken his eyes of Jack, which was a big mistake. Jack lifted his head up and as Owen turned back around to face him. Jack head butted Owen. He let go of Jack’s arms and fell back wards.
Jack pushed Owen off his stomach, and then pulled himself to his feet. He kicked Owen in the stomach causing him to yelp with pain. Gwen looked up at Jack with horror in her eyes, with one hand she was holding the medical bag and with the other she was rummaging inside it.
Jack looked at her with his alien white eyes, sniffed at the air like a dog and started to walk away from her. He was following the sent of something.
‘Don’t let him get away’ gasped Owen.
With out thinking Gwen took a few steps to her right and stuck her leg out tripping Jack over. Jack slammed to the ground with a hard bump. ‘Ouch’ whispered Gwen as she continued to rummage through the medical bag.
She looked down at Owen ‘which one is it?’ she asked as she pulled a box of needles from the bag.
‘It’s a clear liquid’ Owen replied struggling to stand up.
‘Their all clear…’ she said as Jack reached for her legs.
‘Give them…’ Owen watched as Jack pulled Gwen’s legs out from under her.
Sending her crashing to the ground and launching the box of needles into the air. Owen threw himself back wards in an attempt to catch them. But he missed and the box slide under the SUV.
‘In your own time’ Gwen screamed at Owen.
He rolled over on to his stomach and looked under the SUV. He could see the box but it was just out of reach. He looked back at Gwen and Jack they are wrestling in the mud. He peered back under the SUV, he flatten himself to the ground. Owen pushed himself under the SUV he stretched out his arm, his fingers grazed the edge of the box.
He heard Gwen squeal and pushed himself further under the SUV. He managed to clamp his hand around the box of needles and then slid backwards. Once he was out from under the SUV he looked around for Gwen and Jack. Jack had Gwen up against the castle wall he had her by the throat and lifted her off the ground.
Gwen was going bright red. ‘I have to go back’ Jack informed her a firm, yet calm voice which sounded so alien that it sent shivers down Owen’s spine.
He ripped the lid off the box and pulled out the needle containing the sedative. He ran over to Jack and grabbed him from behind. Jack dropped Gwen and attempted to get Owen off his back. Owen plunged the needle into Jack’s neck and as Jack crashed to the ground he pulled it out again.
‘Jesus’ exclaimed Owen sharing at the needle in his hand. ‘What the fuck was that about?’ he asked no one in particular and was mildly surprised when he got an answer.
‘What are you asking me for?’ Said Gwen with a little bit of panic in her now quite horse voice. She was rubbing her throat as the blood started to flow away from her face.
‘Help me get him in the SUV’ Owen said in a quite voice.
Gwen continued to rub her throat as she walked over to the back door of the SUV and opened it up. Owen lifted Jack up but his arms and managed to get him into a fire man’s lift. He carried his Captain over to the SUV and damped him on the back seat. Owen folded Jack’s legs up so that he fitted in the back seat of the SUV. He slammed the door shut.
Gwen picked up the medic bag and threw it in the boot while Owen was putting Jack in the back seat. She shut the boot and looked at her reflection in the glass. The bruises on her neck where quite large and dark, she was going to have a hell of a time explaining this one to Rhys.
‘Get in’ Owen shouted at her from the driver’s seat. As she walked to the passenger’s door she glancing in at Jack. His looked so peaceful that is was hard to believe he had just tried to kill her. She got in and put her seat belt on.
Part Two was here - http://miss-shine.livejournal.com/10129.html
Enjoy and leave comments good or bad both are very welcome I really need feedback on this one.
Jack Harkness stumbled down the main high street in Cardiff’s centre. He fell to his knees he felt like he was going to be sick. He put his hands on his knees and retched but nothing thing came up. People walking past his where giving him weird looks, he hadn’t expected less he must have looked like a hobo. Spending a night in a cold draw and the weekend floating in the bay will do that to you. He knew where he was trying to go, but the voice in his head wanted him to go some else.
‘Go back’ it hissed, ignoring it he stood up and continued to stumble down the high street. All he had to do was get to the hub, Owen would help him, Owen would save him. He had to. Jack stumbled into a lamp post and this time he threw up. There was blood in his sick; his face was wet with a mixture of blood and sweat. His nose and ears were bleeding and the sweat was making his hair wet.
‘Go back’ the voice hissed.
‘Shut up’ he whispered to it.
‘Go back’ it hissed again. ‘Go back, go back’
‘SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP’ he screamed at it. Causing yet more strange looks and the people around him to walk faster; away from him. He walked through his own sick and continued on his way. He reached the end of the high street; he was going the wrong way. This wasn’t how he got back to the hub; he’d actually walked miles out of his own way. He stumbled across the road towards the castle, tripping over his own feet as he went.
He fell over causing the driver of the red Volvo to stamp on his brakes. He got out of his car and shouted at Jack. But he couldn’t stop he had to get back to the hub, he had to find Tosh she’d know what happened. She was the least thing he could remember.
It was late on Friday night and she was still working, she hadn’t left before nine all week. She deserved some fun; Tosh never let her hair down. He remembered sitting on her desk and talking her into getting a drink. He stumbled into the castle and threw up again, more blood, more sweat, and more voices.
‘No’ he screamed at the voice. He continued walking using the castle for support. He was tried and weak from regenerating he sunk to his knees. Back against the castle’s wall he wanted to go to sleep. He closed his eyes. Someone touched his shoulder and shook him awake.
‘Jack, Captain Jack are you alright’ a far way voice called.
He opened his eyes; it was Owen with a look of concern on his face. ‘What happened?’ Owen demanded. Jack just looked at him that was a good question what did happen?
‘Where did all this blood come from?’ Owen asked, ‘Jack are you bleeding?’ Gwen was hovering behind Owen looking worried.
‘Is he alright Owen?’ she asked in a worried voice.
‘Shh I need to concentrate’ Owen snapped at her while he tried to locate the cause of Jack’s bleeding.
‘NO’ screamed Jack. ‘I DON’T WANT TO GO BACK!!!’
‘Back where?’ Owen asked him.
‘Back there’ Jack whispered.
‘Oh god, what’s he talking about?’ Gwen asked.
‘I don’t know’ Owen told her.
‘Is that Tosh?’ asked Jack squinting at Gwen.
‘No, it’s Gwen’
‘We need to find Toshiko’ Jack felt like he was going to be sick again. He pushed Owen away and rolled over on to all fours, and threw up. More blood, just blood Jack looked at it. He knew that was bad, people don’t throw up blood for no reason.
‘Oh Jesus, he’s throwing up blood’ said Owen looking over Jack’s shoulder.
‘Come on help me get him in the SUV’ Owen asked Gwen.
She stepped forward and lifted up Jack’s left arm and put it around her shoulders. Owen did the same with Jack’s right arm as the helped him walk to the SUV. They sat him on the passenger seat. Owen turned Jack’s head towards him and looked into Jack’s eyes.
‘We’ve been looking for you for hours… since the police rang this morning actually’ Owen told Jack.
‘Quite… we … need, shut up. We … need to find… Tosh… SHUT UP.’ Jack mumbled he wasn’t making much sense.
‘Jack listen to me carefully, I need you to concentrate do you know where Toshiko is? She hasn’t been home since Friday we checked. She’s been missing too, we need to find her… the last CCTV footage we have of her shows you both leaving the hub together’ Owen was looking straight into Jack’s eyes, his pupils were darting back and forth like he was thinking about.
‘Tosh… went with me to… shut up!’ Jack start to rock back and forth a little in his seat. Then quite suddenly he grabbed the front of Owen’s jacket.
‘You need to help me’ his tone had changed completely. He was no longer mumbling and was using a clear exact voice his American accent shone out. It was a voice, a tone that Owen trusted when Jack used this voice in meant he knew exactly what he was doing. ‘You need to get it out… you have to find Tosh and… ahh’ he put his head to Owen’s chest and groaned with pain.
‘Please Jack we have to find her, especially if she’s in the same state that you are. THINK’ Owen raised his voice a little.
‘I… we… need to…’ Jack begun to mumble. ‘I need to go back’ he told Owen firmly.
‘Back where? Owen what’s he talking about?’ asked Gwen. Owen looked at her.
‘How do I know’ he snapped at her. ‘Do you mean the hub? You need to go back to the hub, is that what you’re trying to say?’ Owen asked him.
‘I need to go back’ Jack snapped at him. Rising head up from Owen’s chest and looking him in the eye.
‘Right, Jack your not making any sense…’ Owen told him in a worried but gentle voice ‘Gwen get my bag from the boot, will ya’ he ordered her in a much harsher tone then the one had been speaking to Jack in.
‘Oh great I’m your servant now am I?’ she said as she walked around the SUV to open the boot.
Jack tried to stand up, but Owen put both of his hands on Jack’s shoulders and pushed him back down. ‘Hurry up Gwen’ Owen snapped at her.
‘I’m coming, keep your fucking shirt on’ she shouted back.
‘I NEED TO GO BACK’ Jack screamed at him. Jack put his hands on Owen’s shoulders and tried to push him off.
‘Owen, Jack what are you doing?’ Gwen demanded when she saw them scrapping.
‘Gwen, we need to sedate Jack’ Owen shouted at her. Jack pushed Owen to the ground and tried to run away. Owen grabbed Jack’s leg and pulled it out from under him.
‘Gwen, help me out here’ Owen screamed while trying to pin Jack to the ground. He had Jack lying on his back like a star fish. Owen sat on Jack’s stomach and held his arms out.
‘WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?’ Gwen screamed at Owen, she was completely shocked by Owen’s behavior.
‘LOOK AT HIS EYES’ Owen shouted back at her. Gwen looked at Jack, his eyes weren’t human. Jack’s eyes had turned completely white; there wasn’t even a hint of his blue pupils left.
‘Oh, god. Oh Shit, Owen what’s wrong with him’ Gwen was starting to panic.
‘GWEN, YOU ARE TORCHWOOD’ Owen bellowed at her. ‘Now pull your self together and give me the fucking sedative.’
Owen was dissected by Gwen’s freaking out. He had taken his eyes of Jack, which was a big mistake. Jack lifted his head up and as Owen turned back around to face him. Jack head butted Owen. He let go of Jack’s arms and fell back wards.
Jack pushed Owen off his stomach, and then pulled himself to his feet. He kicked Owen in the stomach causing him to yelp with pain. Gwen looked up at Jack with horror in her eyes, with one hand she was holding the medical bag and with the other she was rummaging inside it.
Jack looked at her with his alien white eyes, sniffed at the air like a dog and started to walk away from her. He was following the sent of something.
‘Don’t let him get away’ gasped Owen.
With out thinking Gwen took a few steps to her right and stuck her leg out tripping Jack over. Jack slammed to the ground with a hard bump. ‘Ouch’ whispered Gwen as she continued to rummage through the medical bag.
She looked down at Owen ‘which one is it?’ she asked as she pulled a box of needles from the bag.
‘It’s a clear liquid’ Owen replied struggling to stand up.
‘Their all clear…’ she said as Jack reached for her legs.
‘Give them…’ Owen watched as Jack pulled Gwen’s legs out from under her.
Sending her crashing to the ground and launching the box of needles into the air. Owen threw himself back wards in an attempt to catch them. But he missed and the box slide under the SUV.
‘In your own time’ Gwen screamed at Owen.
He rolled over on to his stomach and looked under the SUV. He could see the box but it was just out of reach. He looked back at Gwen and Jack they are wrestling in the mud. He peered back under the SUV, he flatten himself to the ground. Owen pushed himself under the SUV he stretched out his arm, his fingers grazed the edge of the box.
He heard Gwen squeal and pushed himself further under the SUV. He managed to clamp his hand around the box of needles and then slid backwards. Once he was out from under the SUV he looked around for Gwen and Jack. Jack had Gwen up against the castle wall he had her by the throat and lifted her off the ground.
Gwen was going bright red. ‘I have to go back’ Jack informed her a firm, yet calm voice which sounded so alien that it sent shivers down Owen’s spine.
He ripped the lid off the box and pulled out the needle containing the sedative. He ran over to Jack and grabbed him from behind. Jack dropped Gwen and attempted to get Owen off his back. Owen plunged the needle into Jack’s neck and as Jack crashed to the ground he pulled it out again.
‘Jesus’ exclaimed Owen sharing at the needle in his hand. ‘What the fuck was that about?’ he asked no one in particular and was mildly surprised when he got an answer.
‘What are you asking me for?’ Said Gwen with a little bit of panic in her now quite horse voice. She was rubbing her throat as the blood started to flow away from her face.
‘Help me get him in the SUV’ Owen said in a quite voice.
Gwen continued to rub her throat as she walked over to the back door of the SUV and opened it up. Owen lifted Jack up but his arms and managed to get him into a fire man’s lift. He carried his Captain over to the SUV and damped him on the back seat. Owen folded Jack’s legs up so that he fitted in the back seat of the SUV. He slammed the door shut.
Gwen picked up the medic bag and threw it in the boot while Owen was putting Jack in the back seat. She shut the boot and looked at her reflection in the glass. The bruises on her neck where quite large and dark, she was going to have a hell of a time explaining this one to Rhys.
‘Get in’ Owen shouted at her from the driver’s seat. As she walked to the passenger’s door she glancing in at Jack. His looked so peaceful that is was hard to believe he had just tried to kill her. She got in and put her seat belt on.