Rating: Adult Only
Fandom: Torchwood/Doctor Who
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Ianto/other.Summary: Ianto has an historic stalker.
Just a reminder I do not own Torchwood, or Doctor some &%^@( jerk .... Well, just to let you know I make no money and only intend this for entertainment.
I listened to all of the radio plays this week and have like many been very moved by today`s. So all the plays as well as anything that has occured in TW so far is fair game for this story.
The feedback and comments have been great and feed the muse.
Jack paced back and forth. He kept looking at his watch, waiting for Martha to call him back. Every minute that passed was another that Ianto’s kidnapper to gat farther away with his prize. And no doubt in his mind, Ianto was exactly that a prize; one he would turn the universe upside down to get back.
If the damn Doctor had just left his vortex manipulator alone, he would have been able to track down Ianto on his own. Now he was stuck here waiting for the Doctor to come and maybe, just maybe, help him find his lover.
He sat down and stared at him mobile, wishing it to ring.
“How are you doing?” Gwen asked, popping her head around his office door.
“Doing? I’m not doing a damn thing, that’s the problem. I’m sitting here on my ass waiting for Martha to phone me back. Owen and Tosh are out looking for any clues back in the alley. That’s how I’m doing. What about you Gwen, thought you and Rhys had big plans?” He tried hard not to let his jealousy show through. God, he would give just about anything to have the life Gwen had, normal. In spite of Torchwood, she was going to get married, make a life with the man he loved. What was he going to get with Ianto? If he was lucky he might get a couple of years before some almost end of the world catastrophe took away the man he...cared about. Yeah, he knew it was a copout but he refused to think of love. Love was something he couldn’t afford to believe it. It hurt too damn much.
“We did but Rhys understood that this was more important than dinner with his folks. We can go over the seating arrangement anytime. Besides, Brenda just wants to baby him. She’s very proud of her little boy for stopping a burglary. Although I wished we could have come up with something less dramatic than him stopping a robbery at the chemist.”
“She should be proud of him,” Jack said. “Wasn’t it you who told us how brave Rhys was?”
Gwen came and sat down across the desk from Jack. He resisted the urge to shudder when she put her hand on his; instead, he got to his feet and started pacing again. He didn’t want comfort from anyone but Ianto.
“Jack?”came over his headset.
“Yes, Tosh, what is it?”
“I was able to find the exact spot where Ianto was taken from using that Leonid scanner we found last summer in Newport.”
“Did you find any Lasxit particles in the tachyon field?”
“Those are the purple ones?”
“Yeah,” he sighed.
“Then yes, I found a ton of those. What does that mean?”
“That he was taken by someone using a vortex manipulator. It leaves behind a very distinctive trail, enough that I could track them if I had a working one of my own.” He cursed the Doctor again.
“You think it was Captain John?” Gwen asked.
“No one else I can think of who would know what taking Ianto would mean to me.”
“You really think that Hart knew Ianto was...important to you?” Gwen asked. “I would hardly call you two obvious.”
Jack growled. “He knew, believe me that asshole knows better than anyone in the universe how to hurt me. He always did. Tosh, you and Owen get back here.”
“Okay. Jack, any word from your friend yet?” Tosh asked.
“No, not yet. But then being on time never was his forte. Hurry back, Tosh, I don’t want you and Owen out there alone.”
“Owen is bringing the SUV around right now. How about we stop and get some take away?”
“I’m not really hungry right now.”
“Bollocks, I’m not having the tea boy come back and find you sick,” Owen said.
“I don’t get sick,” Jack reminded them again.
“Whatever. We’re stopping for food, and you’re going to eat. You can worry and eat at the same time. Just like the rest of us poor humans. We’ll be back in thirty.”
Jack leaned against the edge of the filing cabinet. He was tempted to push it over but Ianto would not be happy if he came back to a huge mess.
“Where are you, Ianto, and what the hell is happening to you?”
“I’m sure he’ll be fine, Jack. We’ll get him back,” Gwen said, giving Jack a hug.
He slipped away from her.
“Gwen, can you give me a few minutes alone, please.”
“Sure, if you need anything you call me.”
“You bet.” He wanted to tell her all he wanted was Ianto back but he didn’t want to see the look of sympathy or maybe it was pity in those big green eyes of hers. He just watched her leave before going back to his pacing.
He never was one for believing in prayer. It was something the humans of this planet fell back on when there was nothing logical left to do. He knew Ianto believed that there was a greater force at work and right now, that was enough for him. So he prayed.