Not Enough - Chapter 3 - Way In, Way Out...
Title: Not Enough
Warnings: spoilers for season two finale
Characters: Ianto Jones, Gray
Summary: "What do you want?" "I want you to suffer. I want your life."
Beta: wordartist14
Previous Chapters: 1 | 2
When they get to the end of the alley, Ianto noticed that where he had seen the light was actually a door.
Gray glanced at him for a moment before opening the door and walking inside.
Ianto was stunned to see that they were in what looked a lot like an Earth night club except for the fact that the dancers had green skin with blue wings attacked to their backs.
"This is where John took you?" Ianto rolled his eyes and didn't really sound surprised. "I should have seen this one coming."
"It's a special club. You can't fight here because it's as if the whole planet is a lounge area. Aliens come here to seal deals, to bargain and sell stuff." Gray started walking and Ianto quickly followed him.
"Why did John bring you here?" he found himself asking when they reached a door on the other end of the club.
"Because the Time Agency used to come here a lot. He didn't tell me the reasons why, though."
Gray grabbed Ianto's wrist without saying anything else before opening the door. "We can stay here for a while then we will decide where to go."
Ianto pulled his hand away as soon as they had stepped inside a room. The door behind them closed on itself and the noises of the club were drowned out. The Welshman looked around noticing that they were standing in the center of a large circular room with countless doors.
"What…"
"It's some kind of a hotel" Gray told him. "We will take a room for the time being."
"I don't want to travel around with you, Gray."
Gray just ignored him and walked over to one of the doors. He knocked lightly and a yellow hand slide out from what looked like a mail slot and he deposited what appeared to be coins in the hand before it disappeared back inside the slot and the door clicked open.
Ianto found himself asking, "They take Earth cash?" He knew that he had to be at least a little bit scared of everything but he couldn't help himself from trying to gain as much knowledge as he could; he was a researcher after all.
"No, it's from this planet but it looks a lot like yours. John won it at poker. So, Ianto, what do you say? The great thing about this place is that the rooms will look exactly like the person's birth planet." Gray walked inside the room and the Welshman followed him once again noticing how the door was closing on itself. He studied it for a few seconds trying to understand from where the hand had come out.
When he turned around, he found Gray pulling out of the dresser fresh clothes and laying them down on the bed.
"This was the room John picked and since I knew I would be back, I left some clothes here because I only travel with this attire. Before leaving I told the aliens to keep this room for me," Gray explained before glancing at Ianto. "But what I didn't know was that I'd find someone like you. Someone who actually mattered to my brother and take him away from that piece of shit. If I had known, I would have picked some clothes for you too."
Ianto stared in his green eyes for a few seconds before sighing and sitting down on the edge of the bed turning his back to the shorter man. "You know, you're awfully wordy for someone who's been through hell." He honestly didn't know why he said that since he didn't have any intention to talk to him and was quite surprised when Gray sat down next to him.
"I've spent years surrounded by bodies, screams, pain and death. Now I want to catch up, I want to know people and talk to someone besides myself."
Ianto glanced at him and found Gray staring down at the floor. "And you want to do all that by killing and kidnapping people? You killed my friends and, bloody hell, you forced John to destroy Cardiff."
"He didn't want to help me otherwise!" Gray looked sharply at Ianto, fury blazing in his eyes. "I had no other choice."
"You expect me to tell you that that's okay?"
"Ianto," he grabbed the Welshman's face between his hands, "imagine just for a second that when you were little, your brother, who was supposed to protect you, whom your father had told to protect you, abandoned you. You wait and wait but he never comes, nobody saves you. You wait and dream of being saved, of knowing something beside all that despair but nothing ever changes. Day after day it's the same old story. And when you finally find him again, he's happy, he has a life, people that loves him and people he can love in return and…"
Ianto freed himself from the man's hold and sprang to his feet. "I am not going to be on your side, Gray. Nothing can justify what you did so don't waste your breath."
They held each other's gaze for a while and finally Gray broke into a grin. "You're not scared, are you?"
Ianto shrugged. "No. I've faced worse than crazy people."
"Good," Gray got up from the bed and turned his back to Ianto. "I'm going to take a shower and change into something more wearable than this thing I have on right now. You can try to escape," he glanced at the other man from his shoulder. "The door isn't locked, but as I said before, it would be best for you not to wander around." He walked up to what Ianto presumed was the bathroom door and stopped without turning around. "You really think he's a saint?"
"No one is a saint."
"Then what makes him so different from me? Do you know of everything he has ever done? Of the time he spent with John? He's twisted and I'm sure John wasn't lying when he said that."
Ianto didn't want to listen to him but while the other man closed the door behind him, he couldn't help but think of when Jack had wanted him to kill Lisa and when he had used Myfanwy against her.
No one was a saint, he knew that, not even he was one. He had betrayed people just like everyone else, he had wished Jack dead, had disliked Gwen just because Jack used to flirt with her…
He shook his head to stop himself from thinking like that.
The water had been running for quite a while when Ianto finally decided to take a chance for an exploration of the place.
He glanced towards the bathroom's door still firmly shut and got up from the bed where he had been laying and walked over to the door. As soon as his hand was on the handle, a metallic voice echoed around the room.
"Have a good night, Sir."
Ianto looked towards the bathroom and sighed in relief when the water's noise didn't stop. "Bloody aliens," he muttered before opening the door and walking out. He glanced at the numbers on the door and memorized them before walking over to the door that took to the main club.
This time he took his time to notice how many different aliens species were sitting at the tables and dancing on the dance floor, and to take in the colorful décor so sexy in the dim lights.
Someone bumped into his shoulder and he looked up coming face to face with a woman, or at least an alien that looked very much alike an Earth woman, even though she had pale green skin.
"Hey Gorgeous, are you alone?"
Ianto gulped and told himself not to be surprised that he could understand what she was saying. He guessed that since the bedrooms took on a different aspect for each species, then perhaps there was something that made you understand each language.
"Cat got your tongue?" the alien passed her arms around Ianto's neck and brought him closer.
"Sorry, I am here with someone," he replied politely stepping out of her embrace.
"What a shame," she whispered before moving away.
The Welshman glanced around in search of the bar and once he had found it, he made his way there trying not to bump into anyone.
The barman had three sets of arms which Ianto was sure came in handy when so many customers were around.
"What can I get you?"
"Do you have Earth alcohol?"
The bartender nodded briefly before depositing the cocktails he was preparing on a tray that a waiter of the same species came to retrieve. "Of what century?" he then asked Ianto who frowned.
"What century are we now?" he asked.
"In Earthyears, it's 3029. So, what century?"
Ianto sighed. "Just a Tequila from the 21st."
"Coming right up."
He glanced back over his shoulders and thought about Jack and grinned for a moment. He knew that if the older man was in his place, he would have taken up the alien's offer and made the best out of it.
He wondered in that moment what was happening back on Earth, if John was still in the Hub, if Gwen was okay and if Jack had already noticed his absence.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when the bartender put down several shots of Tequila in front of him.
Ianto frowned and glanced up arching one perfect eyebrow.
The alien shrugged, "they're from some people that saw you. You know, it's a night club after all," he said before walking over to some other customer.
The Welshman was about to take his first shot when he felt a hand on his shoulder. For a moment he thought that it was Gray but the hold was strong and bruising and rooted him on the stool like a gun to his head would have done.
"You know Hart?" a voice whispered in his ear.
Ianto sighed and glanced over his shoulder but was stopped from moving when something that felt suspiciously like a gun was pressed in his back making him roll his eyes. "Why is it always me?" he muttered under his breath before finally looking back.
"So, do you?"
"I wouldn't exactly say that I know the man," he replied cautiously noticing that his assailant had the head of a shark.
"He owes me money."
"I am sure that when he comes back…"
"I saw you with that boy that was with him last time."
"And I thought no one could carry weapons on this planet," Ianto said ignoring the alien's rant.
"Well, if you're smart enough you can. Where is that boy and where is Hart?"
"I am here." Even with the music pumping around him, Ianto heard the gun being prepared to shoot and above that, Gray's cold tone. "John isn't available right now, sorry," and next thing Ianto knew there was blue blood on the side of his face.
He turned around quickly, "What the…"
"I've just saved your life you know."
"By killing someone else!"
Gray grabbed Ianto's arm, "look, we don't exactly have time for this right now. We have to get away." He quickly opened the transport control on his wrist and hold tight to Ianto before pressing a button.
Ianto felt himself being pulled and pushed and his head felt dizzy, when he finally felt ground under his feet, he fall onto his knees.
"Yeah it gets a while to get used to. Now, why did you leave the room?"
The Welshman looked up and noticed that Gray's hair was still dripping with water and he was now wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. Ianto couldn't help but arc an eyebrow at his attire.
"I had to go to your rescue when I came out of the bathroom and you were gone," Gray said looking away and sighing. "I told you not to wander around, you stupid 21st Century man."
Ianto scowled. "Listen, you kidnapped me and I wanted to see at least where the hell we were!" He got to his feet and stood in front of the shorter man.
"You happy now?" Gray asked sarcastically and Ianto couldn't help but punch him. He didn't even know he wanted to hit him until his fist connected with the other man's chin making him stagger backwards.
"Now I am," he said. "Look, take me home, okay?"
Gray looked sharply at him. "No. Like it or not, I'm not going to hand you back to him. Are we clear?" He used a menacing tone but Ianto just looked at him.
"We have already established that I am not scared of you."
"I just saved your life, remember?"
"Yeah and I was risking it in the first place because you brought me here!" Ianto closed his hands into tight fists.
"Ianto, I am not ever going to give you back. Ever," Gray took a step forward and the fury glazing in his eyes rooted Ianto to the spot and it wasn't because he was scared by him, but because he knew that Gray meant every single word and that chances were that he was going to be killed away from the man he loved, his friends, his planet and his time just because this madman had some unfinished business with Jack. He felt so powerless that he was starting to get angry at himself; he wanted to bang his head in a wall and beat the shit out of Gray all at the same time.
"And we're on Earth." Gray's voice was light and followed by a sigh. "And I think you know now that you can trust me."
"I will never trust you," Ianto replied in the same dull tone. He looked around himself and sighed. "Where are we?"
"Earth, 1612, France."
Ianto nodded and sat down on the grass. "I feel like one of the Doctor's companion."
"Who?" Gray asked sitting down besides him.
"Just who's apparently the Number 1 enemy of Torchwood and of course Jack's friend. He has the habit to take men or women with him and take them all around the universe. But he's good actually," he glanced briefly at Gray noticing how the boy frowned slightly. "But from what I read in the archives, he wasn't always like that. Apparently, things changed when he got together with the companion he had when we first met."
"You met him?"
"Briefly, back in London while a lot of people were dying," he replied shortly not wanting to get into the details of Canary Wharf and everything that followed. "But Jack doesn't exactly know. Anyway…" He looked towards the hill in the distance and saw a countrywoman coming their way. He got up and looked down at Gray, "we have to move. I just wish you would tell me what exactly you're going to do with me. We can't keep going around in time and space without a destination."
"We will find something to do with ourselves." Gray replied getting up as well. "Maybe you will change me like that woman did to Jack's doctor."
"I seriously doubt I am going to fall in love with you and bring the best out of you." Ianto started walking towards the forest and Gray's eyes lingered briefly on him before following the Welshman.
Warnings: spoilers for season two finale
Characters: Ianto Jones, Gray
Summary: "What do you want?" "I want you to suffer. I want your life."
Beta: wordartist14
Previous Chapters: 1 | 2
When they get to the end of the alley, Ianto noticed that where he had seen the light was actually a door.
Gray glanced at him for a moment before opening the door and walking inside.
Ianto was stunned to see that they were in what looked a lot like an Earth night club except for the fact that the dancers had green skin with blue wings attacked to their backs.
"This is where John took you?" Ianto rolled his eyes and didn't really sound surprised. "I should have seen this one coming."
"It's a special club. You can't fight here because it's as if the whole planet is a lounge area. Aliens come here to seal deals, to bargain and sell stuff." Gray started walking and Ianto quickly followed him.
"Why did John bring you here?" he found himself asking when they reached a door on the other end of the club.
"Because the Time Agency used to come here a lot. He didn't tell me the reasons why, though."
Gray grabbed Ianto's wrist without saying anything else before opening the door. "We can stay here for a while then we will decide where to go."
Ianto pulled his hand away as soon as they had stepped inside a room. The door behind them closed on itself and the noises of the club were drowned out. The Welshman looked around noticing that they were standing in the center of a large circular room with countless doors.
"What…"
"It's some kind of a hotel" Gray told him. "We will take a room for the time being."
"I don't want to travel around with you, Gray."
Gray just ignored him and walked over to one of the doors. He knocked lightly and a yellow hand slide out from what looked like a mail slot and he deposited what appeared to be coins in the hand before it disappeared back inside the slot and the door clicked open.
Ianto found himself asking, "They take Earth cash?" He knew that he had to be at least a little bit scared of everything but he couldn't help himself from trying to gain as much knowledge as he could; he was a researcher after all.
"No, it's from this planet but it looks a lot like yours. John won it at poker. So, Ianto, what do you say? The great thing about this place is that the rooms will look exactly like the person's birth planet." Gray walked inside the room and the Welshman followed him once again noticing how the door was closing on itself. He studied it for a few seconds trying to understand from where the hand had come out.
When he turned around, he found Gray pulling out of the dresser fresh clothes and laying them down on the bed.
"This was the room John picked and since I knew I would be back, I left some clothes here because I only travel with this attire. Before leaving I told the aliens to keep this room for me," Gray explained before glancing at Ianto. "But what I didn't know was that I'd find someone like you. Someone who actually mattered to my brother and take him away from that piece of shit. If I had known, I would have picked some clothes for you too."
Ianto stared in his green eyes for a few seconds before sighing and sitting down on the edge of the bed turning his back to the shorter man. "You know, you're awfully wordy for someone who's been through hell." He honestly didn't know why he said that since he didn't have any intention to talk to him and was quite surprised when Gray sat down next to him.
"I've spent years surrounded by bodies, screams, pain and death. Now I want to catch up, I want to know people and talk to someone besides myself."
Ianto glanced at him and found Gray staring down at the floor. "And you want to do all that by killing and kidnapping people? You killed my friends and, bloody hell, you forced John to destroy Cardiff."
"He didn't want to help me otherwise!" Gray looked sharply at Ianto, fury blazing in his eyes. "I had no other choice."
"You expect me to tell you that that's okay?"
"Ianto," he grabbed the Welshman's face between his hands, "imagine just for a second that when you were little, your brother, who was supposed to protect you, whom your father had told to protect you, abandoned you. You wait and wait but he never comes, nobody saves you. You wait and dream of being saved, of knowing something beside all that despair but nothing ever changes. Day after day it's the same old story. And when you finally find him again, he's happy, he has a life, people that loves him and people he can love in return and…"
Ianto freed himself from the man's hold and sprang to his feet. "I am not going to be on your side, Gray. Nothing can justify what you did so don't waste your breath."
They held each other's gaze for a while and finally Gray broke into a grin. "You're not scared, are you?"
Ianto shrugged. "No. I've faced worse than crazy people."
"Good," Gray got up from the bed and turned his back to Ianto. "I'm going to take a shower and change into something more wearable than this thing I have on right now. You can try to escape," he glanced at the other man from his shoulder. "The door isn't locked, but as I said before, it would be best for you not to wander around." He walked up to what Ianto presumed was the bathroom door and stopped without turning around. "You really think he's a saint?"
"No one is a saint."
"Then what makes him so different from me? Do you know of everything he has ever done? Of the time he spent with John? He's twisted and I'm sure John wasn't lying when he said that."
Ianto didn't want to listen to him but while the other man closed the door behind him, he couldn't help but think of when Jack had wanted him to kill Lisa and when he had used Myfanwy against her.
No one was a saint, he knew that, not even he was one. He had betrayed people just like everyone else, he had wished Jack dead, had disliked Gwen just because Jack used to flirt with her…
He shook his head to stop himself from thinking like that.
The water had been running for quite a while when Ianto finally decided to take a chance for an exploration of the place.
He glanced towards the bathroom's door still firmly shut and got up from the bed where he had been laying and walked over to the door. As soon as his hand was on the handle, a metallic voice echoed around the room.
"Have a good night, Sir."
Ianto looked towards the bathroom and sighed in relief when the water's noise didn't stop. "Bloody aliens," he muttered before opening the door and walking out. He glanced at the numbers on the door and memorized them before walking over to the door that took to the main club.
This time he took his time to notice how many different aliens species were sitting at the tables and dancing on the dance floor, and to take in the colorful décor so sexy in the dim lights.
Someone bumped into his shoulder and he looked up coming face to face with a woman, or at least an alien that looked very much alike an Earth woman, even though she had pale green skin.
"Hey Gorgeous, are you alone?"
Ianto gulped and told himself not to be surprised that he could understand what she was saying. He guessed that since the bedrooms took on a different aspect for each species, then perhaps there was something that made you understand each language.
"Cat got your tongue?" the alien passed her arms around Ianto's neck and brought him closer.
"Sorry, I am here with someone," he replied politely stepping out of her embrace.
"What a shame," she whispered before moving away.
The Welshman glanced around in search of the bar and once he had found it, he made his way there trying not to bump into anyone.
The barman had three sets of arms which Ianto was sure came in handy when so many customers were around.
"What can I get you?"
"Do you have Earth alcohol?"
The bartender nodded briefly before depositing the cocktails he was preparing on a tray that a waiter of the same species came to retrieve. "Of what century?" he then asked Ianto who frowned.
"What century are we now?" he asked.
"In Earthyears, it's 3029. So, what century?"
Ianto sighed. "Just a Tequila from the 21st."
"Coming right up."
He glanced back over his shoulders and thought about Jack and grinned for a moment. He knew that if the older man was in his place, he would have taken up the alien's offer and made the best out of it.
He wondered in that moment what was happening back on Earth, if John was still in the Hub, if Gwen was okay and if Jack had already noticed his absence.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when the bartender put down several shots of Tequila in front of him.
Ianto frowned and glanced up arching one perfect eyebrow.
The alien shrugged, "they're from some people that saw you. You know, it's a night club after all," he said before walking over to some other customer.
The Welshman was about to take his first shot when he felt a hand on his shoulder. For a moment he thought that it was Gray but the hold was strong and bruising and rooted him on the stool like a gun to his head would have done.
"You know Hart?" a voice whispered in his ear.
Ianto sighed and glanced over his shoulder but was stopped from moving when something that felt suspiciously like a gun was pressed in his back making him roll his eyes. "Why is it always me?" he muttered under his breath before finally looking back.
"So, do you?"
"I wouldn't exactly say that I know the man," he replied cautiously noticing that his assailant had the head of a shark.
"He owes me money."
"I am sure that when he comes back…"
"I saw you with that boy that was with him last time."
"And I thought no one could carry weapons on this planet," Ianto said ignoring the alien's rant.
"Well, if you're smart enough you can. Where is that boy and where is Hart?"
"I am here." Even with the music pumping around him, Ianto heard the gun being prepared to shoot and above that, Gray's cold tone. "John isn't available right now, sorry," and next thing Ianto knew there was blue blood on the side of his face.
He turned around quickly, "What the…"
"I've just saved your life you know."
"By killing someone else!"
Gray grabbed Ianto's arm, "look, we don't exactly have time for this right now. We have to get away." He quickly opened the transport control on his wrist and hold tight to Ianto before pressing a button.
Ianto felt himself being pulled and pushed and his head felt dizzy, when he finally felt ground under his feet, he fall onto his knees.
"Yeah it gets a while to get used to. Now, why did you leave the room?"
The Welshman looked up and noticed that Gray's hair was still dripping with water and he was now wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. Ianto couldn't help but arc an eyebrow at his attire.
"I had to go to your rescue when I came out of the bathroom and you were gone," Gray said looking away and sighing. "I told you not to wander around, you stupid 21st Century man."
Ianto scowled. "Listen, you kidnapped me and I wanted to see at least where the hell we were!" He got to his feet and stood in front of the shorter man.
"You happy now?" Gray asked sarcastically and Ianto couldn't help but punch him. He didn't even know he wanted to hit him until his fist connected with the other man's chin making him stagger backwards.
"Now I am," he said. "Look, take me home, okay?"
Gray looked sharply at him. "No. Like it or not, I'm not going to hand you back to him. Are we clear?" He used a menacing tone but Ianto just looked at him.
"We have already established that I am not scared of you."
"I just saved your life, remember?"
"Yeah and I was risking it in the first place because you brought me here!" Ianto closed his hands into tight fists.
"Ianto, I am not ever going to give you back. Ever," Gray took a step forward and the fury glazing in his eyes rooted Ianto to the spot and it wasn't because he was scared by him, but because he knew that Gray meant every single word and that chances were that he was going to be killed away from the man he loved, his friends, his planet and his time just because this madman had some unfinished business with Jack. He felt so powerless that he was starting to get angry at himself; he wanted to bang his head in a wall and beat the shit out of Gray all at the same time.
"And we're on Earth." Gray's voice was light and followed by a sigh. "And I think you know now that you can trust me."
"I will never trust you," Ianto replied in the same dull tone. He looked around himself and sighed. "Where are we?"
"Earth, 1612, France."
Ianto nodded and sat down on the grass. "I feel like one of the Doctor's companion."
"Who?" Gray asked sitting down besides him.
"Just who's apparently the Number 1 enemy of Torchwood and of course Jack's friend. He has the habit to take men or women with him and take them all around the universe. But he's good actually," he glanced briefly at Gray noticing how the boy frowned slightly. "But from what I read in the archives, he wasn't always like that. Apparently, things changed when he got together with the companion he had when we first met."
"You met him?"
"Briefly, back in London while a lot of people were dying," he replied shortly not wanting to get into the details of Canary Wharf and everything that followed. "But Jack doesn't exactly know. Anyway…" He looked towards the hill in the distance and saw a countrywoman coming their way. He got up and looked down at Gray, "we have to move. I just wish you would tell me what exactly you're going to do with me. We can't keep going around in time and space without a destination."
"We will find something to do with ourselves." Gray replied getting up as well. "Maybe you will change me like that woman did to Jack's doctor."
"I seriously doubt I am going to fall in love with you and bring the best out of you." Ianto started walking towards the forest and Gray's eyes lingered briefly on him before following the Welshman.