Right Here Waiting For You
Right Here Waiting For You - Chapter 2/19 by LilFerret
Fandom: Torchwood
Summary: Sometimes it takes almost losing someone to realize exactly what you have.
Rated: R/Mature
Categories: Drama, Romance
Characters/Ship: Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Sexual Situations
Completed: Yes
Word count: 1,253
Published: 02/07/12
Author Notes: This was originally meant as a cliché fic, however I wasn't able to get it finished in time. I am posting it in parts but at least half of the fic is written so far. **Please note this is not meant to be medically accurate. My intention is to focus on Jack & Ianto, not the technical aspects of Ianto's treatment.**
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Chapter List: ONE / TWO
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Right Here Waiting For You - Chapter 2
“Hello?”
The voice was weak but Jack's eyes immediately flew open, a grin stretching across his face when he saw the man's eyes were watching him. “Hey. Ianto.”
“Ianto?”
Jack's grin faltered. “How do you feel?”
“I-I'm not sure. Where am I?”
“You're in the hospital. You were hit by a car. Do you remember?”
Ianto's eyes darted around the room and his right hand clutched at the blanket over his body. Jack thought he looked a bit like a deer caught in headlights. “No.”
Scooting his chair closer, Jack placed his hand over Ianto's. He saw the Welshman stiffen considerably but tried to ignore it. “We were out in town, chasing,” he thought for a moment, “something...and you were struck by a vehicle. You've been a little out of it.”
“A little? How long?”
“About nine days,” Jack explained. “You were in a coma.”
Ianto visibly swallowed. “What were we chasing?”
Jack glanced at the door before answering, voice low. “A weevil.”
“I-I don't...”
Jack's eyebrows went up. “Ianto, what's the last thing you remember?”
The man appeared to think for a moment, his brow crinkled. “I don't. I...can't...”
“You mean you don't remember anything?”
“No.” He looked panicked. “Sorry, no! I...”
Jack let out a large breath, squeezing Ianto's hand. “It's okay. It's alright. I'm going to let the nurses know you're awake, okay? I'll be right back.”
Ianto nodded once and then Jack reluctantly stepped away from his side. He waited at the nurses' desk for a few moments before seeing one come out of another room.
“Excuse me. Hi. Hello! Room 319, Ianto Jones? He's awake.”
“Is he, now? Alright, thank you. Let me call the doctor in.”
Jack found himself nervous and pacing the corridor for a couple moments before realizing he didn't want to leave Ianto alone for too long. He headed back into the room, finding the Welshman curled onto his side, wires looking cumbersome.
“They're calling the doctor, Ianto,” Jack told him, slipping into the chair once more and reaching for Ianto's hand. Ianto snagged it backward, eyes wide and lip trembling, leaving Jack's hand to drop to the bed. “I'm sorry. It's hard to remember that you don't know who I am.”
“We're...friends?”
“Yes. Yeah, we're friends. I'm Jack Harkness. Captain Jack Harkness. And you're Ianto Jones.”
“Captain of what?”
Jack's brain unhelpfully supplied 'The Innuendo Squad,' but he let that go with a quirk of the lips. “It's a long story.”
“Why were we chasing a...a weevil?”
“That's probably more information than you need right now, but...we work together, and there was a job we were doing. I called out to you and you turned around...”
“And I got hit?”
An apologetic smile formed on Jack's face. “Yeah. I'm sorry, Ianto. I'm really sorry.”
“It's okay...Jack.” Ianto smiled back at him. It was awkward and Ianto still looked uncomfortable, but he reached out and let his hand cover Jack's. “Sounds like an accident.”
Jack swallowed the lump in his throat and was about to say something else when the doctor and a couple of nurses came into the room. Jack slipped away from the bed, sliding the chair back out of the way so that the hospital staff could do what they needed to do.
“I'll be right outside, Ianto,” he told the Welshman, and received another small smile in return.
Jack stepped into the hallway once more, pulling his phone from his coat pocket. He was thankful Gwen had brought it to him the morning after the accident and he'd handed over his earpiece. From now on, he was going to ensure they always had at least one mobile on them while in the field. If the comms had gone down, it would have taken a lot longer to get Ianto to A & E.
He glared at the phone when it wouldn't turn on. Right. Of course not. Heaven forbid its battery should last that long. He growled in frustration, turning on his heel and heading back to the nurses' station.
“Is there a public phone nearby?” he asked, and was instructed to head into the waiting room.
As he passed Ianto's room once more, Jack glanced in and saw that the doctor was running tests, including checking Ianto's vision. He hurried past, and down into the main corridor. When he got downstairs and entered the waiting room, he caught Tosh on the way in. He wouldn't need his phone yet after all.
“Toshiko, good! Ianto's awake.”
“That's fantastic, Jack! How is he? Can I go in?”
“He's with the doctor right now, but...he has amnesia, Tosh. I need to get back in touch with his sister and her family.” He pulled out his mobile phone and shook it slightly. “Dead battery.”
“Oh! I...okay.” She immediately pulled her own mobile from her purse and phoned the Hub. Apparently she'd not brought her comms to the hospital. “Gwen. It's me. Ianto's awake. Yes, I know. But he has amnesia, Gwen. Can you please ring his sister? Thank you. I'll be back in a while so you can see him too. Alright. Thank you.”
“We should get back to him. I told Ianto I'd be right outside.”
She nodded and followed him back upstairs and through the labyrinth of corridors. When they arrived at the room, the Doctor was just coming out, the nurses in tow.
“Ah, Mr. Harkness,” the doctor greeted him. “I was just coming to talk to you. Mr. Jones seems to be in fine shape, considering what's happened to him.”
“Can we see him?” Toshiko asked.
“Absolutely. He's going to need his friends for a while yet.”
Tosh went into the room as Jack and the doctor moved closer to the nurses' desk. “How long do you think the amnesia will last?” Jack asked the other man as they came to a stop.
“It's hard to say. I've seen these things last a couple days, a few weeks, and sometimes...” He let his sentence drift off as he shrugged apologetically. “It's going to take time. There's no telling for certain.”
“And when can he go home?”
“Well that I can tell you. As long as he has someone to take care of him, and I'm notified of any significant changes in his behavioral or mental status, I don't see why he can't go home in a couple of days. I want to watch him to make sure he's stable first.”
Jack nodded, thanking the doctor, and then joined Tosh in Ianto's room. “Good news,” he began. “You, Ianto Jones, will be able to leave the hospital in just a couple of days.”
“Oh, that's great,” Toshiko agreed.
“But where will I go?”
Jack smiled. “Home, Ianto.”
“If only I could remember where that is, yeah?”
Jack chuckled, squeezing Ianto's ankle through the blankets. “Give it time. Soon you'll be able to remember everything.”
“You think he'll want to remember Owen?” Toshiko joked, raising her eyebrows. Ianto furrowed his brow.
“He might ask us to give him back his amnesia.”
Tosh and Jack laughed together and Ianto nervously joined in. Well, thought Jack, that was a start.
Chapter 3
Comments and reviews always welcome and appreciated. ♥
Fandom: Torchwood
Summary: Sometimes it takes almost losing someone to realize exactly what you have.
Rated: R/Mature
Categories: Drama, Romance
Characters/Ship: Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Sexual Situations
Completed: Yes
Word count: 1,253
Published: 02/07/12
Author Notes: This was originally meant as a cliché fic, however I wasn't able to get it finished in time. I am posting it in parts but at least half of the fic is written so far. **Please note this is not meant to be medically accurate. My intention is to focus on Jack & Ianto, not the technical aspects of Ianto's treatment.**
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Chapter List: ONE / TWO
Here at ff.net...
Right Here Waiting For You - Chapter 2
“Hello?”
The voice was weak but Jack's eyes immediately flew open, a grin stretching across his face when he saw the man's eyes were watching him. “Hey. Ianto.”
“Ianto?”
Jack's grin faltered. “How do you feel?”
“I-I'm not sure. Where am I?”
“You're in the hospital. You were hit by a car. Do you remember?”
Ianto's eyes darted around the room and his right hand clutched at the blanket over his body. Jack thought he looked a bit like a deer caught in headlights. “No.”
Scooting his chair closer, Jack placed his hand over Ianto's. He saw the Welshman stiffen considerably but tried to ignore it. “We were out in town, chasing,” he thought for a moment, “something...and you were struck by a vehicle. You've been a little out of it.”
“A little? How long?”
“About nine days,” Jack explained. “You were in a coma.”
Ianto visibly swallowed. “What were we chasing?”
Jack glanced at the door before answering, voice low. “A weevil.”
“I-I don't...”
Jack's eyebrows went up. “Ianto, what's the last thing you remember?”
The man appeared to think for a moment, his brow crinkled. “I don't. I...can't...”
“You mean you don't remember anything?”
“No.” He looked panicked. “Sorry, no! I...”
Jack let out a large breath, squeezing Ianto's hand. “It's okay. It's alright. I'm going to let the nurses know you're awake, okay? I'll be right back.”
Ianto nodded once and then Jack reluctantly stepped away from his side. He waited at the nurses' desk for a few moments before seeing one come out of another room.
“Excuse me. Hi. Hello! Room 319, Ianto Jones? He's awake.”
“Is he, now? Alright, thank you. Let me call the doctor in.”
Jack found himself nervous and pacing the corridor for a couple moments before realizing he didn't want to leave Ianto alone for too long. He headed back into the room, finding the Welshman curled onto his side, wires looking cumbersome.
“They're calling the doctor, Ianto,” Jack told him, slipping into the chair once more and reaching for Ianto's hand. Ianto snagged it backward, eyes wide and lip trembling, leaving Jack's hand to drop to the bed. “I'm sorry. It's hard to remember that you don't know who I am.”
“We're...friends?”
“Yes. Yeah, we're friends. I'm Jack Harkness. Captain Jack Harkness. And you're Ianto Jones.”
“Captain of what?”
Jack's brain unhelpfully supplied 'The Innuendo Squad,' but he let that go with a quirk of the lips. “It's a long story.”
“Why were we chasing a...a weevil?”
“That's probably more information than you need right now, but...we work together, and there was a job we were doing. I called out to you and you turned around...”
“And I got hit?”
An apologetic smile formed on Jack's face. “Yeah. I'm sorry, Ianto. I'm really sorry.”
“It's okay...Jack.” Ianto smiled back at him. It was awkward and Ianto still looked uncomfortable, but he reached out and let his hand cover Jack's. “Sounds like an accident.”
Jack swallowed the lump in his throat and was about to say something else when the doctor and a couple of nurses came into the room. Jack slipped away from the bed, sliding the chair back out of the way so that the hospital staff could do what they needed to do.
“I'll be right outside, Ianto,” he told the Welshman, and received another small smile in return.
Jack stepped into the hallway once more, pulling his phone from his coat pocket. He was thankful Gwen had brought it to him the morning after the accident and he'd handed over his earpiece. From now on, he was going to ensure they always had at least one mobile on them while in the field. If the comms had gone down, it would have taken a lot longer to get Ianto to A & E.
He glared at the phone when it wouldn't turn on. Right. Of course not. Heaven forbid its battery should last that long. He growled in frustration, turning on his heel and heading back to the nurses' station.
“Is there a public phone nearby?” he asked, and was instructed to head into the waiting room.
As he passed Ianto's room once more, Jack glanced in and saw that the doctor was running tests, including checking Ianto's vision. He hurried past, and down into the main corridor. When he got downstairs and entered the waiting room, he caught Tosh on the way in. He wouldn't need his phone yet after all.
“Toshiko, good! Ianto's awake.”
“That's fantastic, Jack! How is he? Can I go in?”
“He's with the doctor right now, but...he has amnesia, Tosh. I need to get back in touch with his sister and her family.” He pulled out his mobile phone and shook it slightly. “Dead battery.”
“Oh! I...okay.” She immediately pulled her own mobile from her purse and phoned the Hub. Apparently she'd not brought her comms to the hospital. “Gwen. It's me. Ianto's awake. Yes, I know. But he has amnesia, Gwen. Can you please ring his sister? Thank you. I'll be back in a while so you can see him too. Alright. Thank you.”
“We should get back to him. I told Ianto I'd be right outside.”
She nodded and followed him back upstairs and through the labyrinth of corridors. When they arrived at the room, the Doctor was just coming out, the nurses in tow.
“Ah, Mr. Harkness,” the doctor greeted him. “I was just coming to talk to you. Mr. Jones seems to be in fine shape, considering what's happened to him.”
“Can we see him?” Toshiko asked.
“Absolutely. He's going to need his friends for a while yet.”
Tosh went into the room as Jack and the doctor moved closer to the nurses' desk. “How long do you think the amnesia will last?” Jack asked the other man as they came to a stop.
“It's hard to say. I've seen these things last a couple days, a few weeks, and sometimes...” He let his sentence drift off as he shrugged apologetically. “It's going to take time. There's no telling for certain.”
“And when can he go home?”
“Well that I can tell you. As long as he has someone to take care of him, and I'm notified of any significant changes in his behavioral or mental status, I don't see why he can't go home in a couple of days. I want to watch him to make sure he's stable first.”
Jack nodded, thanking the doctor, and then joined Tosh in Ianto's room. “Good news,” he began. “You, Ianto Jones, will be able to leave the hospital in just a couple of days.”
“Oh, that's great,” Toshiko agreed.
“But where will I go?”
Jack smiled. “Home, Ianto.”
“If only I could remember where that is, yeah?”
Jack chuckled, squeezing Ianto's ankle through the blankets. “Give it time. Soon you'll be able to remember everything.”
“You think he'll want to remember Owen?” Toshiko joked, raising her eyebrows. Ianto furrowed his brow.
“He might ask us to give him back his amnesia.”
Tosh and Jack laughed together and Ianto nervously joined in. Well, thought Jack, that was a start.
Chapter 3
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