Moonlight and Lusting Chapter 23/? Taken Away
Jack and Ianto thought they had things under control - they were wrong.
This chapter rated PG-13. Comments, questions, and suggestions are always appreciated!
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Jack walks through the Tourist office down to the cogwheel door and pauses; taking a deep breath he waits as the door rolls open. His ears are assaulted by the pop tune, “I Lost My Heart To A Starship Trooper," blaring throughout the Hub main floor.
Hart is standing on the upper level waving a scarf above his head, grinning manically. “Come on! Sing along! It's our song!” he yells at Jack.
Jack glares at Hart; he just wants to shove the damn bracelet on Hart’s arm to prevent the bomb from going off and then deal with Grey. Frustrated, Jack yells back, “We don't have a song. And if we did have a song, it wouldn't be this song.”
Hart drops the scarf and pouts. “You're no fun!” he replies. Hart raises his hand and flips open his wrist band, presses a couple of buttons, and the music stops.
“Thank you,” Jack replies.
“I've been here quite a while, what kept you?” Hart asks starting down the spiral stairs.
“We all survived. You know, if you're gonna set an explosion, you need to be more efficient.” Jack says.
Waving a hand dismissively Hart replies, “Oh, them, they were just prototypes, had to test out a theory. How are they all, the little team?”
“What do you want?” Jack asks. He slips his left hand into his coat pocket and pulls out the bracelet Tosh had created.
“I want you to know that I love you,” Hart replies.
“Funny way of showing it,” Jack retorts.
Turning his back to Jack, Hart places his hands on a table. “No, seriously; you have to understand. I really do love you,” Hart replies. Swinging around, a machine gun in each hand Hart opens fire unloading several rounds into Jack’s chest. Finally the firing stops and Jack falls dead into the pool at the base of the sculpture tower, the signal-blocking bracelet sinks into the water. Hart walks over and looks down at him. “Because this... is gonna get nasty.”
“About time you showed up,” Andy said as Gwen walked up to him.
“Sorry Andy, I got here as soon as I could,” Gwen replied. “Any fatalities?” she asked eyeing the janitor cleaning some blood off the floor down the hall.
“No, thank God. We were prepared thanks to your warning,” Andy answered. “Funny thing is these creatures targeted the top four leaders here at the station. Two were severely wounded, but they’ll survive.”
“Good. Where are the creatures now?” Gwen asked.
In a confinement cell; come on I’ll show you,” Andy said. They went down to the cell. Gwen slid the viewing window and looked inside. “What are they?” Andy asked.
“Weevils,” Gwen replied. She pulled a canister out of her jacket. “You don’t mind if I sedate them, do you?”
“That’s fine with me. Please tell me you’re going to take them off our hands,” he pleaded.
“Sure, as long as you let me borrow a prisoner transport vehicle,” Gwen countered. She pulled the pin on the sedative gas canister, dropped it into the cell door food slot and closed the slot.
“Done,” Andy agreed.
Owen found out his target was a Hoix and made quick work of subduing it.
Ianto and Tosh moved quickly past server stacks striding towards the originating point of the rift flare. It was easy to spot because it was clearly marked by the three robed men holding scythes threatening to kill Ianto and Tosh. Three gunshots rang out and the threat was eliminated.
Hart transported Jack with him to the Cardiff Castle’s roof after Jack revived.
“What the hell are we doing here?” Jack demanded.
“This is a good view,” Hart replied. Jack lunged at him but Hart sent an electrical charge through Jack’s wrist strap knocking him to his knees. “I told you, no struggling.”
“I can make things right with you,” Jack said when he could finally talk again, trying to buy time for his team.
“You don't understand. You can't ever make this right.” Hart pushed some buttons on his own wrist strap. “Attention Torchwood employees!” Hart’s voice announced over the team’s comms. “Evening all! Now, stop what you're doing.”
“Jack, what’s going on - are you OK?” Gwen asks.
“Jack can't come to the comms right now, but if you leave a message, I'll be sure and pass it along,” Hart replies.
“What've you done to him?” Gwen asked.
“No, no, wrong question. You should be asking what am I about to do to you,” Hart said.
“Put Jack on right now!” Ianto demanded.
“Eye Candy! That was so masterful, so bossy; so basically powerless. Get up to the roofs of your buildings. Quickly now, spit spot,” Hart replied.
“No,” Ianto said.
“What do you mean no? Seriously Eye Candy you’re going to miss the fun or do I mean carnage? I get them confused. Are you running yet?”
“There’s no reason to run Hart, because we know Grey’s plan. The bombs were disarmed and the signal boxes you left in the sewers were turned off,” Ianto explained.
“You can’t have known; it’s not possible,” Hart said fearfully.
“It’s true,” Jack shouted, making it possible for his team to hear him. “The bombs and signal boxes were disabled; I tried to tell you at the Hub. I even had a bracelet which would prevent the bomb on your arm from exploding but you shot me and it fell into the pool at the base of the sculpture tower.
“No, no, no - Grey’s going to kill me!” Hart exclaimed. “We’ve got to leave - now!”
“Stop - get off me!” Jack yelled and then there was silence.
“Jack!” Ianto shouted. “Tosh, what’s happened?”
“I'm tracking a huge rift flare over at the castle. It's been generated by the rift manipulator at Torchwood,” Tosh said. “Ianto, I’m so sorry; Hart’s taken Jack away; somewhere, sometime else.”
“Damn it!” Ianto shouted. He wanted to tear someone apart, preferably Hart, but Hart was gone and he had taken Jack.
“Ianto, what do we do?” Gwen asked.
Ianto closed his eyes and breathed deeply; he had to focus so he could get Jack back.
“Ianto?” Tosh called quietly.
He opened his eyes and gazed at his best friend. “We do what needs to be done,” he replied. Pressing his comms he opened a channel to Pack Security. “Anian, you there?” he asked.
“Yes Ianto, we’re here, ready to go,” Anian replied.
“I need you to break your team into two-man units and send them to St Helen's Hospital, Police Headquarters and the Central IT Server Station,” Ianto said pulling a small flat disc from his pocket. He activated it and tossed it down by the dead attackers. “Owen and Gwen activate locators and leave them next to the subjects to be retrieved. Gwen, I’m assuming your subjects are Weevils?”
“Yes they’re Weevils and they are sedated,” Gwen said.
“Okay, and Owen your subjects are,”
“Just one stupid Hoix, also sedated,” Owen said.
“Right; Tosh and I had to kill our subjects. Anian, tell your men what they’re retrieving. While they’re retrieving the subjects, you and Harold head to the Hub and we’ll meet you there.
“What about Jack?” Anian asked.
“Jack’s been taken by Hart and moved somewhere in time and place,” Ianto replied. “No idea where Grey is, but our priority is getting Jack back and then we’ll deal with Hart and Grey,” Ianto said. “Let’s go people.”
Ten minutes later Gwen walked through the cogwheel doors her gun in hand.
“You took your time,” Hart said.
Gwen swings and points her gun at Hart. “On your knees!”
“Honestly, it's just sex, sex, sex with you people!” Hart replies.
Pumping her gun Gwen says, “You’ve got twenty seconds to tell me where Jack is or I’ll shoot you.”
“He's buried alive, somewhere beneath this city. I came back to tell you.”
Before Gwen could say anything Hart was grabbed and slammed into a wall by Ianto in full lycan mode, his suit in tatters from morphing suddenly. “You buried Jack alive?!” Ianto roared.
Hart was so terrified it took him a moment to realize it was Ianto holding him against the wall. “Eye Candy - you’re a lycan! Love the furry look.”
Ianto grabbed Hart by the throat and squeezed. “I should tear you apart right now for burying my life mate,” he said, his voice low and deadly.
“I had no choice, Grey would have killed me. I can help you find him,” Hart said in spite of Ianto cutting off most of his airway.
“Ianto, let go,” Owen said. He’d just arrived and found Ianto throttling Hart. He knew he couldn’t physically force Ianto to release Hart so he got in Ianto’s line of vision. “Hart can help us find Jack, but only if you don’t kill him.” Owen touched Ianto’s arm and Ianto finally looked at him. “You can always kill him later. Let him live for now until we get Jack back.”
Ianto stared at Owen and then Hart; looking back to Owen Ianto nodded once and released Hart who slid down the wall coughing and gasping for air. “You’re right Owen, I can always kill him later,” Ianto said.
“You can always kill him later - what kind of argument is that?” Hart hoarsely asked Owen.
“It worked didn’t it? Stop complaining,” Owen replied. “Now tell us how to find Jack.”
“No one is finding Jack.” They all turned towards the voice; it was Grey standing by the entrance to the cells, pointing a gun at them. “Drop your weapons!” He waited until they were disarmed before continuing. Grey looked at Hart puzzled. “I let you go. I gave you one trip, you could have gone anywhere.”
“Question of honor,” Hart replied.
“You have no honor,” Grey retorted. Looking at the others he said, “So this is Torchwood, Jack’s little kingdom. Well, you ruined my plans, but your king is buried and dying over and over.” Grey focused on Ianto. “Hart, you didn’t tell me Jack’s sex toy was a lycan.”
“I didn’t know he was a lycan,” Hart said quietly.
“Jack is my life mate; I’m no one’s sex toy,” Ianto said bristling at the insult.
Grey scowled; “Bad enough Jack abandoned to me to years of torture. Now he’s immortal and mated outside of his species. Does he eagerly spreads his legs like a whore and let you fuck him? Did he agree to bear your pathetic offspring? Your kind shouldn’t be allowed to breed and I can make sure you don’t get a chance to sire any fur balls,” Grey said aiming his gun at Ianto.
“No!” Gwen, Tosh and Owen shouted as one. Grey pulled the trigger but the shot went wild missing everyone as Anian and Harold in their lycan forms rushed Grey and wrenched the gun out of his hand.
“Let me go!” Grey screamed, struggling against his captors’ hold.
“Not bloody likely,” Harold said, tightening the hold he had Grey in waiting for Anian to place the handcuffs on the man’s wrists. “You tried to blow up my pack and my city, plus you’ve hurt Jack and tried to kill Ianto. I don’t like you at all, Grey.”
“I’ll kill you all! Let me go!” Grey shouted.
Anian secured the handcuffs to Grey’s wrists. “He’s cuffed Ianto, what do you want us to do with him?” Anian asked.
“Search him for weapons then throw him in a cell,” Ianto replied. “I don’t have time to waste on him; I have to rescue Jack.”
Grey continued to thrash and struggle until Owen injected him with a strong sedative. Harold and Anian took him down to the cells.
Turning back to Hart Ianto asked, “How do we find Jack?”
“Grey threw Jack into the grave he made me dig. Before I buried him I tossed a ring into the grave and it landed on Jack’s chest. Grey asked me what it was and I told him the ring had sentimental value. Actually, it’s a transmitter guaranteed for five millennia through three ecological permalayers,” Hart explained. “Tosh, I need you to run a trace for an etheric particle signal NME transmitting at 200 betacycles so we can find Jack.”
Tosh ran to her work station and started a search for the signal. “I’ve got a signal - it’s coming from ButePark!”
“Well let’s go!” Gwen said.
“Wait Gwen,” Ianto called out stopping her progress towards the door. “I want you and Tosh to stay here.”
“Why?” Gwen and Tosh both asked.
“I plan to take Owen, Harold, and Anian with me. It’s obvious why Owen should be there; Harold and Anian can help me dig out Jack as quickly as possible. The other thing is we don’t know what Jack’s condition may be and I know he wouldn’t want you to see him that way,” Ianto explained.
“Ianto, the ring I put into Jack’s grave has a signal beacon plus a weak stasis field. It should give him some protection,” Hart explained.
“I hope you’re right about that Hart - for your sake,” Ianto snapped at him. “Tosh, Gwen, please don’t fight me on this,” Ianto asked.
“Alright, Ianto,” Tosh replied understanding Ianto’s need to protect Jack and them.
“Okay, Ianto; so is there something we can do here while we wait for you to come back?” Gwen asked.
“Thank you,” Ianto said grateful they understood. “The Pack Security teams should be here shortly with the Weevils, the Hoix, and the dead bodies. I need you both to supervise them and then station them throughout the Hub as a precaution just in case Grey has left any more surprises. And put Hart in a cell for now.”
“You got it; come on Hart,” Gwen said handcuffing and leading a subdued Hart down to the cells.
“I’m just going to change out of this ruined suit,” Ianto said.
“While you’re changing clothes, I’ll set up a tracking PDA so you can find Jack’s location,” Tosh replied.
Ianto went to Jack’s bunker and morphed back to human form. Quickly he stripped out of the ruined suit and pulled on jeans and a hoodie. Ianto returned to Tosh’s work station joining Owen, Harold, Anian, and Gwen who were waiting with Tosh. Taking the PDA from Tosh Ianto asked Harold, “Did Owen tell you about the plan?”
Harold nodded, “Yes and we’re ready to go; everything we need is in the SUV.”
“Good. Let’s go get Jack,” Ianto replied, striding to the cog wheel door. “We’re coming for you, Cariad,” Ianto thought as he strode out the door.
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This chapter rated PG-13. Comments, questions, and suggestions are always appreciated!
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Jack walks through the Tourist office down to the cogwheel door and pauses; taking a deep breath he waits as the door rolls open. His ears are assaulted by the pop tune, “I Lost My Heart To A Starship Trooper," blaring throughout the Hub main floor.
Hart is standing on the upper level waving a scarf above his head, grinning manically. “Come on! Sing along! It's our song!” he yells at Jack.
Jack glares at Hart; he just wants to shove the damn bracelet on Hart’s arm to prevent the bomb from going off and then deal with Grey. Frustrated, Jack yells back, “We don't have a song. And if we did have a song, it wouldn't be this song.”
Hart drops the scarf and pouts. “You're no fun!” he replies. Hart raises his hand and flips open his wrist band, presses a couple of buttons, and the music stops.
“Thank you,” Jack replies.
“I've been here quite a while, what kept you?” Hart asks starting down the spiral stairs.
“We all survived. You know, if you're gonna set an explosion, you need to be more efficient.” Jack says.
Waving a hand dismissively Hart replies, “Oh, them, they were just prototypes, had to test out a theory. How are they all, the little team?”
“What do you want?” Jack asks. He slips his left hand into his coat pocket and pulls out the bracelet Tosh had created.
“I want you to know that I love you,” Hart replies.
“Funny way of showing it,” Jack retorts.
Turning his back to Jack, Hart places his hands on a table. “No, seriously; you have to understand. I really do love you,” Hart replies. Swinging around, a machine gun in each hand Hart opens fire unloading several rounds into Jack’s chest. Finally the firing stops and Jack falls dead into the pool at the base of the sculpture tower, the signal-blocking bracelet sinks into the water. Hart walks over and looks down at him. “Because this... is gonna get nasty.”
“About time you showed up,” Andy said as Gwen walked up to him.
“Sorry Andy, I got here as soon as I could,” Gwen replied. “Any fatalities?” she asked eyeing the janitor cleaning some blood off the floor down the hall.
“No, thank God. We were prepared thanks to your warning,” Andy answered. “Funny thing is these creatures targeted the top four leaders here at the station. Two were severely wounded, but they’ll survive.”
“Good. Where are the creatures now?” Gwen asked.
In a confinement cell; come on I’ll show you,” Andy said. They went down to the cell. Gwen slid the viewing window and looked inside. “What are they?” Andy asked.
“Weevils,” Gwen replied. She pulled a canister out of her jacket. “You don’t mind if I sedate them, do you?”
“That’s fine with me. Please tell me you’re going to take them off our hands,” he pleaded.
“Sure, as long as you let me borrow a prisoner transport vehicle,” Gwen countered. She pulled the pin on the sedative gas canister, dropped it into the cell door food slot and closed the slot.
“Done,” Andy agreed.
Owen found out his target was a Hoix and made quick work of subduing it.
Ianto and Tosh moved quickly past server stacks striding towards the originating point of the rift flare. It was easy to spot because it was clearly marked by the three robed men holding scythes threatening to kill Ianto and Tosh. Three gunshots rang out and the threat was eliminated.
Hart transported Jack with him to the Cardiff Castle’s roof after Jack revived.
“What the hell are we doing here?” Jack demanded.
“This is a good view,” Hart replied. Jack lunged at him but Hart sent an electrical charge through Jack’s wrist strap knocking him to his knees. “I told you, no struggling.”
“I can make things right with you,” Jack said when he could finally talk again, trying to buy time for his team.
“You don't understand. You can't ever make this right.” Hart pushed some buttons on his own wrist strap. “Attention Torchwood employees!” Hart’s voice announced over the team’s comms. “Evening all! Now, stop what you're doing.”
“Jack, what’s going on - are you OK?” Gwen asks.
“Jack can't come to the comms right now, but if you leave a message, I'll be sure and pass it along,” Hart replies.
“What've you done to him?” Gwen asked.
“No, no, wrong question. You should be asking what am I about to do to you,” Hart said.
“Put Jack on right now!” Ianto demanded.
“Eye Candy! That was so masterful, so bossy; so basically powerless. Get up to the roofs of your buildings. Quickly now, spit spot,” Hart replied.
“No,” Ianto said.
“What do you mean no? Seriously Eye Candy you’re going to miss the fun or do I mean carnage? I get them confused. Are you running yet?”
“There’s no reason to run Hart, because we know Grey’s plan. The bombs were disarmed and the signal boxes you left in the sewers were turned off,” Ianto explained.
“You can’t have known; it’s not possible,” Hart said fearfully.
“It’s true,” Jack shouted, making it possible for his team to hear him. “The bombs and signal boxes were disabled; I tried to tell you at the Hub. I even had a bracelet which would prevent the bomb on your arm from exploding but you shot me and it fell into the pool at the base of the sculpture tower.
“No, no, no - Grey’s going to kill me!” Hart exclaimed. “We’ve got to leave - now!”
“Stop - get off me!” Jack yelled and then there was silence.
“Jack!” Ianto shouted. “Tosh, what’s happened?”
“I'm tracking a huge rift flare over at the castle. It's been generated by the rift manipulator at Torchwood,” Tosh said. “Ianto, I’m so sorry; Hart’s taken Jack away; somewhere, sometime else.”
“Damn it!” Ianto shouted. He wanted to tear someone apart, preferably Hart, but Hart was gone and he had taken Jack.
“Ianto, what do we do?” Gwen asked.
Ianto closed his eyes and breathed deeply; he had to focus so he could get Jack back.
“Ianto?” Tosh called quietly.
He opened his eyes and gazed at his best friend. “We do what needs to be done,” he replied. Pressing his comms he opened a channel to Pack Security. “Anian, you there?” he asked.
“Yes Ianto, we’re here, ready to go,” Anian replied.
“I need you to break your team into two-man units and send them to St Helen's Hospital, Police Headquarters and the Central IT Server Station,” Ianto said pulling a small flat disc from his pocket. He activated it and tossed it down by the dead attackers. “Owen and Gwen activate locators and leave them next to the subjects to be retrieved. Gwen, I’m assuming your subjects are Weevils?”
“Yes they’re Weevils and they are sedated,” Gwen said.
“Okay, and Owen your subjects are,”
“Just one stupid Hoix, also sedated,” Owen said.
“Right; Tosh and I had to kill our subjects. Anian, tell your men what they’re retrieving. While they’re retrieving the subjects, you and Harold head to the Hub and we’ll meet you there.
“What about Jack?” Anian asked.
“Jack’s been taken by Hart and moved somewhere in time and place,” Ianto replied. “No idea where Grey is, but our priority is getting Jack back and then we’ll deal with Hart and Grey,” Ianto said. “Let’s go people.”
Ten minutes later Gwen walked through the cogwheel doors her gun in hand.
“You took your time,” Hart said.
Gwen swings and points her gun at Hart. “On your knees!”
“Honestly, it's just sex, sex, sex with you people!” Hart replies.
Pumping her gun Gwen says, “You’ve got twenty seconds to tell me where Jack is or I’ll shoot you.”
“He's buried alive, somewhere beneath this city. I came back to tell you.”
Before Gwen could say anything Hart was grabbed and slammed into a wall by Ianto in full lycan mode, his suit in tatters from morphing suddenly. “You buried Jack alive?!” Ianto roared.
Hart was so terrified it took him a moment to realize it was Ianto holding him against the wall. “Eye Candy - you’re a lycan! Love the furry look.”
Ianto grabbed Hart by the throat and squeezed. “I should tear you apart right now for burying my life mate,” he said, his voice low and deadly.
“I had no choice, Grey would have killed me. I can help you find him,” Hart said in spite of Ianto cutting off most of his airway.
“Ianto, let go,” Owen said. He’d just arrived and found Ianto throttling Hart. He knew he couldn’t physically force Ianto to release Hart so he got in Ianto’s line of vision. “Hart can help us find Jack, but only if you don’t kill him.” Owen touched Ianto’s arm and Ianto finally looked at him. “You can always kill him later. Let him live for now until we get Jack back.”
Ianto stared at Owen and then Hart; looking back to Owen Ianto nodded once and released Hart who slid down the wall coughing and gasping for air. “You’re right Owen, I can always kill him later,” Ianto said.
“You can always kill him later - what kind of argument is that?” Hart hoarsely asked Owen.
“It worked didn’t it? Stop complaining,” Owen replied. “Now tell us how to find Jack.”
“No one is finding Jack.” They all turned towards the voice; it was Grey standing by the entrance to the cells, pointing a gun at them. “Drop your weapons!” He waited until they were disarmed before continuing. Grey looked at Hart puzzled. “I let you go. I gave you one trip, you could have gone anywhere.”
“Question of honor,” Hart replied.
“You have no honor,” Grey retorted. Looking at the others he said, “So this is Torchwood, Jack’s little kingdom. Well, you ruined my plans, but your king is buried and dying over and over.” Grey focused on Ianto. “Hart, you didn’t tell me Jack’s sex toy was a lycan.”
“I didn’t know he was a lycan,” Hart said quietly.
“Jack is my life mate; I’m no one’s sex toy,” Ianto said bristling at the insult.
Grey scowled; “Bad enough Jack abandoned to me to years of torture. Now he’s immortal and mated outside of his species. Does he eagerly spreads his legs like a whore and let you fuck him? Did he agree to bear your pathetic offspring? Your kind shouldn’t be allowed to breed and I can make sure you don’t get a chance to sire any fur balls,” Grey said aiming his gun at Ianto.
“No!” Gwen, Tosh and Owen shouted as one. Grey pulled the trigger but the shot went wild missing everyone as Anian and Harold in their lycan forms rushed Grey and wrenched the gun out of his hand.
“Let me go!” Grey screamed, struggling against his captors’ hold.
“Not bloody likely,” Harold said, tightening the hold he had Grey in waiting for Anian to place the handcuffs on the man’s wrists. “You tried to blow up my pack and my city, plus you’ve hurt Jack and tried to kill Ianto. I don’t like you at all, Grey.”
“I’ll kill you all! Let me go!” Grey shouted.
Anian secured the handcuffs to Grey’s wrists. “He’s cuffed Ianto, what do you want us to do with him?” Anian asked.
“Search him for weapons then throw him in a cell,” Ianto replied. “I don’t have time to waste on him; I have to rescue Jack.”
Grey continued to thrash and struggle until Owen injected him with a strong sedative. Harold and Anian took him down to the cells.
Turning back to Hart Ianto asked, “How do we find Jack?”
“Grey threw Jack into the grave he made me dig. Before I buried him I tossed a ring into the grave and it landed on Jack’s chest. Grey asked me what it was and I told him the ring had sentimental value. Actually, it’s a transmitter guaranteed for five millennia through three ecological permalayers,” Hart explained. “Tosh, I need you to run a trace for an etheric particle signal NME transmitting at 200 betacycles so we can find Jack.”
Tosh ran to her work station and started a search for the signal. “I’ve got a signal - it’s coming from ButePark!”
“Well let’s go!” Gwen said.
“Wait Gwen,” Ianto called out stopping her progress towards the door. “I want you and Tosh to stay here.”
“Why?” Gwen and Tosh both asked.
“I plan to take Owen, Harold, and Anian with me. It’s obvious why Owen should be there; Harold and Anian can help me dig out Jack as quickly as possible. The other thing is we don’t know what Jack’s condition may be and I know he wouldn’t want you to see him that way,” Ianto explained.
“Ianto, the ring I put into Jack’s grave has a signal beacon plus a weak stasis field. It should give him some protection,” Hart explained.
“I hope you’re right about that Hart - for your sake,” Ianto snapped at him. “Tosh, Gwen, please don’t fight me on this,” Ianto asked.
“Alright, Ianto,” Tosh replied understanding Ianto’s need to protect Jack and them.
“Okay, Ianto; so is there something we can do here while we wait for you to come back?” Gwen asked.
“Thank you,” Ianto said grateful they understood. “The Pack Security teams should be here shortly with the Weevils, the Hoix, and the dead bodies. I need you both to supervise them and then station them throughout the Hub as a precaution just in case Grey has left any more surprises. And put Hart in a cell for now.”
“You got it; come on Hart,” Gwen said handcuffing and leading a subdued Hart down to the cells.
“I’m just going to change out of this ruined suit,” Ianto said.
“While you’re changing clothes, I’ll set up a tracking PDA so you can find Jack’s location,” Tosh replied.
Ianto went to Jack’s bunker and morphed back to human form. Quickly he stripped out of the ruined suit and pulled on jeans and a hoodie. Ianto returned to Tosh’s work station joining Owen, Harold, Anian, and Gwen who were waiting with Tosh. Taking the PDA from Tosh Ianto asked Harold, “Did Owen tell you about the plan?”
Harold nodded, “Yes and we’re ready to go; everything we need is in the SUV.”
“Good. Let’s go get Jack,” Ianto replied, striding to the cog wheel door. “We’re coming for you, Cariad,” Ianto thought as he strode out the door.
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Note from socalrose: Did this version of Exit Wounds work for you? Please tell me what worked or didn't work for you in this chapter. Next chapter Torchwood and Pack Security rescue Jack!
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