missthingsplace | Entity 5/14

Title: Entity
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen, Tosh, Owen
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Set some time during series one, a pilot on a plane seems to have gone suddenly mad ...
Spoilers: None
Warnings: M/M kissing
Rating: PG13 for series

Previous chapters: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/150806.html

Jack was in the lead as he, Owen and Ianto all rushed from the medical bay up to the main hub. Toshiko was still unconscious but she kept repeating the same phrase over and over again like some kind of mantra.

“Grai fub quki.”

“Okay, that's new.” Owen stated the obvious.

“If it was anyone else Tosh would be on her computer now trying to match it to something in the database.” Gwen said quietly.

“I could try?” Ianto suggested.

“You?” Owen snarked.

“Tosh was giving me lessons on the programmes she had written when we were here alone.” Ianto told him a little frostily.

“Worth a try, it has a search engine I assume?” Jack asked.

“Yep.”

“Okay, no idea of the spelling so just write it phonetically and see if you get any matches, if that doesn't work we'll have to try something else.” Jack instructed,

“I think there's a voice recognition programme, as in the same search but the words spoken but Tosh hadn't got that far with teaching me.”

“We'll worry about that if the first one doesn't work.”

Ianto headed for the nearest workstation and pulled up the programme, this would take a little while he knew as the database Toshiko had devised was vast. He set it running and went to make coffee for everyone, he knew he needed one so he could only imagine how badly the others would be craving a dose of caffeine. Passing the sofa where Tosh lie it seemed she had gone quiet again, Owen was nowhere to be seen but Gwen was knelt on the floor beside her stroking her hair and talking quietly to her.

Jack was also missing, glancing around Ianto spotted him standing in his office. He was looking down on the main hub through the glass wall and even from that distance he could see the frown on Jack's face. Hearing footsteps sounding through the hub he glanced behind him, seeing Owen reappear with the hand held scanner in his hand and a worried frown on his face. Gwen moved out the way, but only to the side of the sofa as she kept talking to Tosh as Owen slowly ran the scanner over every inch of her body.

When he turned it off and unceremoniously dumped it on the floor beside he Ianto knew it had been a fruitless exercise, without further delay Ianto headed to the kitchenette and began to brew the coffees. The hub seemed strangely silent, everyone too worried about Tosh for the normal chatter that could go on during the day. Ianto loaded the tray with the coffee mugs and began to head back to the main hub before realising he had made one for Tosh without thinking. He took he from the tray and placed it beside the coffee machine, reluctant to tip it away as if it was tempting fate.

Both Owen and Gwen were sat with Tosh, taking their coffee's wordlessly but Ianto knew they were grateful without needing their thanks. Slowly he climbed the steps to Jack's office with the final two, Jack was still stood in the same spot and made no attempt to move as Ianto entered the office. Ianto placed the tray on his desk, picked Jack's mug up and walked over to him, Jack seemed a little surprised to see him there as if he hadn't even noticed him arrive in his office.

“Thanks.” Jack said distractedly, not taking his eyes off the view below as he took the beverage.

“She's going to be okay Jack, we'll find out what happened and she'll wake up.”

“We don't know that, it could kill her.”

Ianto moved so he was in his line of sight, breaking Jack's stare. “We need to stay positive Jack, for all our sakes.”

“Why her? Whatever it was why her and not me?”

“I can't answer that, I wasn't there and who knows how it made it's choice. Perhaps she was just the first person it encountered.”

“Ianto Jones, the voice of reason.” Jack replied, a hint of a smile played on his lips.

“You better believe it.” Ianto told him before pressing a small kiss to his lips.

“Thank you.” Jack said as he took a sip of the coffee in his hand, Ianto didn't know if it was for the coffee, being the voice of reason or the kiss but he liked to think it was for all three as he headed back down to the computer he had left running Tosh's programme.

TBC