Turning Point - 24/64
Title: Turning Point
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairings: budding Jack/Ianto, references to past Ianto/Lisa
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If I was the one who owned Torchwood, you think I'd admit it now?
Spoilers: Some information and events from s1,2. NONE for s3.
Summary: In the aftermath of Lisa's death, Ianto is struggling to cope - and new surprises don't help matters much. Can his friends on the team at Torchwood help him carry on?
Author's Note: Sequel to Guilt.
Thanks to: My beta cazmalfoy, angelzbabe1989 for idea bouncing, and morbid_sparks for cheerleading even when she doesn't know what happens.
Previous chapters at master list
Chapter Twenty-Four
Jack shook his head, blinking a few times as he tried to be sure that he was seeing what he thought he was seeing. “That’s…”
“Our curious cop, yes,” Ianto nodded, standing beside him.
“I know I didn’t give her the strongest dose of Retcon I could have,” Jack said, frowning slightly, “but it should definitely have been enough that she wouldn’t still be poking around here. I don’t know what could have triggered her to break it.”
Ianto shrugged a little. “No idea, sir.” He ducked his head a little closer to the monitor. “But… is that Suzie?”
Jack bent down next to him. “Yeah, it is. What’s she doing there? I thought she went home.”
“Evidently not,” Ianto said, watching the movements on the screen closely.
They watched in silence for a few moments as Gwen and Suzie talked. Both startled and stood up a bit when Suzie pulled out a large multi-edged knife.
“Woah,” Jack said. “Where did she get that? And why does it look familiar?”
“I think it was in that box of things I brought up from the archives for her weeks ago,” Ianto said, thinking. “The stuff that came in around the same time as the glove.”
Jack was shaking his head again, clearly worried. “I don’t like the look of this.” He edged towards his office, not taking his eyes off the monitor as he grabbed his coat. “Something isn’t right here.”
His hunch was proved right when moments later, Suzie pulled out her gun, pointing it straight at Gwen’s head.
Ianto felt the rush of air across his back as Jack swept past, slipping into his coat as he hopped up onto the invisible lift. “What are you going to do?” he asked, tearing his eyes from the CCTV for a moment to look over at Jack.
Jack shrugged as he pressed the buttons on his wriststrap to send the lift up. “I don’t know. I’ll figure something out, but I need to do something.”
Ianto transferred his gaze back to the monitor as the lift rose. The cameras weren’t at a particularly good angle to catch Jack’s face as the lift rose to the surface level, so Ianto couldn’t see if he said anything as he came into view.
Suzie appeared to be getting more and more agitated as she waved the gun around at Gwen. Ianto knew he hadn’t been the most observant person in the last months, too caught up in his own troubles, and he began to wonder if something had been going on with Suzie that no one had noticed.
He squinted a little, trying to work out quite what was going on, and then suddenly the gun swung around. He flinched; the sound of the gun discharging didn’t reach him deep underground in the Hub, but he felt like it did. He could almost feel the impact of the bullet himself as Jack crumpled to the ground so far above him.
“He’ll be fine,” he murmured to himself. “Just fine. Don’t panic. He can’t stay dead. Remember that.”
He took several deep, calming breaths and focused once more on the action on the screen. Suzie was once again pointing the gun at Gwen, and he wondered if he had time to get out of the Tourist Office entrance and around onto the Plass in time to stop her; using the invisible lift option was obviously out.
Even if he ran flat out he knew he wouldn’t make it - his only choice was to hope that Jack would… wake up? Come around? Resurrect? He wasn’t quite sure what to call it, but he hoped that Jack did it soon; soon enough to stop Suzie doing something terrible.
For a moment, just a moment, it looked like he was going to be too late, and then Jack stood up.
Ianto breathed a sigh of relief as Jack held out his hand to Suzie. Surely, now, she would hand over the gun, Jack would bring her back down to the Hub and they would figure out what was going on, returning things to normal.
But then Suzie brought the gun to her chin and pulled the trigger.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Comments and concrit are loved!
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairings: budding Jack/Ianto, references to past Ianto/Lisa
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If I was the one who owned Torchwood, you think I'd admit it now?
Spoilers: Some information and events from s1,2. NONE for s3.
Summary: In the aftermath of Lisa's death, Ianto is struggling to cope - and new surprises don't help matters much. Can his friends on the team at Torchwood help him carry on?
Author's Note: Sequel to Guilt.
Thanks to: My beta cazmalfoy, angelzbabe1989 for idea bouncing, and morbid_sparks for cheerleading even when she doesn't know what happens.
Previous chapters at master list
Chapter Twenty-Four
Jack shook his head, blinking a few times as he tried to be sure that he was seeing what he thought he was seeing. “That’s…”
“Our curious cop, yes,” Ianto nodded, standing beside him.
“I know I didn’t give her the strongest dose of Retcon I could have,” Jack said, frowning slightly, “but it should definitely have been enough that she wouldn’t still be poking around here. I don’t know what could have triggered her to break it.”
Ianto shrugged a little. “No idea, sir.” He ducked his head a little closer to the monitor. “But… is that Suzie?”
Jack bent down next to him. “Yeah, it is. What’s she doing there? I thought she went home.”
“Evidently not,” Ianto said, watching the movements on the screen closely.
They watched in silence for a few moments as Gwen and Suzie talked. Both startled and stood up a bit when Suzie pulled out a large multi-edged knife.
“Woah,” Jack said. “Where did she get that? And why does it look familiar?”
“I think it was in that box of things I brought up from the archives for her weeks ago,” Ianto said, thinking. “The stuff that came in around the same time as the glove.”
Jack was shaking his head again, clearly worried. “I don’t like the look of this.” He edged towards his office, not taking his eyes off the monitor as he grabbed his coat. “Something isn’t right here.”
His hunch was proved right when moments later, Suzie pulled out her gun, pointing it straight at Gwen’s head.
Ianto felt the rush of air across his back as Jack swept past, slipping into his coat as he hopped up onto the invisible lift. “What are you going to do?” he asked, tearing his eyes from the CCTV for a moment to look over at Jack.
Jack shrugged as he pressed the buttons on his wriststrap to send the lift up. “I don’t know. I’ll figure something out, but I need to do something.”
Ianto transferred his gaze back to the monitor as the lift rose. The cameras weren’t at a particularly good angle to catch Jack’s face as the lift rose to the surface level, so Ianto couldn’t see if he said anything as he came into view.
Suzie appeared to be getting more and more agitated as she waved the gun around at Gwen. Ianto knew he hadn’t been the most observant person in the last months, too caught up in his own troubles, and he began to wonder if something had been going on with Suzie that no one had noticed.
He squinted a little, trying to work out quite what was going on, and then suddenly the gun swung around. He flinched; the sound of the gun discharging didn’t reach him deep underground in the Hub, but he felt like it did. He could almost feel the impact of the bullet himself as Jack crumpled to the ground so far above him.
“He’ll be fine,” he murmured to himself. “Just fine. Don’t panic. He can’t stay dead. Remember that.”
He took several deep, calming breaths and focused once more on the action on the screen. Suzie was once again pointing the gun at Gwen, and he wondered if he had time to get out of the Tourist Office entrance and around onto the Plass in time to stop her; using the invisible lift option was obviously out.
Even if he ran flat out he knew he wouldn’t make it - his only choice was to hope that Jack would… wake up? Come around? Resurrect? He wasn’t quite sure what to call it, but he hoped that Jack did it soon; soon enough to stop Suzie doing something terrible.
For a moment, just a moment, it looked like he was going to be too late, and then Jack stood up.
Ianto breathed a sigh of relief as Jack held out his hand to Suzie. Surely, now, she would hand over the gun, Jack would bring her back down to the Hub and they would figure out what was going on, returning things to normal.
But then Suzie brought the gun to her chin and pulled the trigger.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Comments and concrit are loved!