missthingsplace | Lost 3/4-ish

Title: Lost
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack, Ianto, Gwen
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Explosions are bad ... as are Blowfish ...
Spoilers: Teeny tiny one for KKBB maybe, set between series 2 and series 3 ...
Warnings: None
Rating: pg

A/N Not sure yet but this might end up with 5 chapters, it's trying to grow despite my planning ...

As they drove towards Bute park they had no idea what might be awaiting them, or the exact position of the rift spike. Thankful it was still daylight the entered the park, apart form a few teenagers hanging around the playground area it seemed deserted. Ianto and Gwen headed over to the teens, hoping they were in the mood to be cooperative.

“You coppers?” One of them called out, his face half hidden by his hoodie.

“No, but we are looking for something, been in her long?” Asked Gwen, going into caring police officer mode.

“'Bout twenty minutes or so.” A young female voice came from under another big hood.

“See anything strange?” Ianto asked.

“Weird light at the far end of the park, near the football club building.” The first voice told them.

“Didn't last long, was bright and swirly.” A different voice added.

“No people or anything?” Gwen asked.

“Too far away.” One of them shrugged.

“Okay, cheers.” Gwen told them, as she and Ianto made their way across the park towards the building the teenagers had indicated.

“Lets hope whatever came through the rift is still there, I don't want to be chasing all over Cardiff when there's only the two of us.” Ianto told Gwen. “Three is pushing it.”

“Looks quiet.” Gwen replied as they reached the building.

They moved quietly along one of the walls and up to a window, Ianto carefully peeked in, his eyes widening in wonder before moving away before he was spotted.

“Blowfish.” He whispered to Gwen. “At least a dozen of them.”

“This was no accident, they've used the rift to get here not got here by accident.” Gwen suggested.

“I'd have to agree, but why? And is it just me or does it seem a little convenient that the box exploded and Jack vanished not long beforehand?”

“I think we can safely say they are up to something, maybe the explosion wasn't just a coincidence.” Gwen replied.

“There's too many of them for us to take them out, I suggest we keep a close eye on them and see what they are up to and then if they split into smaller numbers we can catch them.”

There was a sound and they realised that the main door was being opened, they quickly slipped around the side of the building and watched as two of the Blowfish exited and moved towards the nearest exit of the park.

“Follow them, I'll bring the SUV round.” Ianto told Gwen and sprinted across the park to the other entrance.

Gwen watched them until the were a safe distance in front and then began to follow them, as she reached the exit Ianto came round the corner with the SUV, they didn't notice it as they walked around the next corner, completely oblivious to the odd looks they were getting from passers by.

Ianto pulled to a stop and they drove around the corner just in time to see the Blowfish climbing into the back of a black van and drive off down the road, they followed praying that they didn't realise they were being followed.

*~*

Gwen ushered Jack into a café he recognised, even the décor looked like he remembered. He slid into a seat while Gwen went to the counter, returning with two cups of tea and a yellow pages under her arm that she had borrowed from behind the counter and handed it to Jack after placing the cups on the table.

Jack thumbed through it quickly not stopping till he came to the section that included 'Tailors' and then scoured the listings, a little disheartened to find of the five listed there were two entries under the name of Jones, neither of them near each other in the city.

“Any luck?” Gwen asked, sipping her tea.

“Two Jones', different end of Cardiff. I can't for the life of me remember his father's name or it would help.”

“Just have to try both then, you know that book does contain phone numbers.” Gwen grinned.

Jack sighed. “Yeah.” He pulled out his mobile was wasn't at all surprised to find it didn't work.

“No signal?” Asked Gwen. “Want to borrow mine?”

“Thanks.” Jack took it from her and dialed the first number, waited a few moments and then cut the call. “Answer phone.” He informed her as he dialed the second.

This time it rang a few times before it was answered by a voice he would know anywhere, Jack found he had no idea what to say. Blurting out Ianto Jones I love you might just freak the other man out so instead he listened to him say 'Hello' a few times before the line went dead.

“Well?” Gwen enquired.

“It was him, I'd know those lovely Welsh vowels along with that voice anywhere.”

“And you said nothing because?”

“I'm an idiot!”

Gwen laughed. “If you can't speak to him on the phone how are you going to talk to him in person?”

“I'm not sure I should, I mean neither you or Andy recognise me, why would he?”

“He probably won't but it seems like he's someone important to you?”

“He is, he's my partner, I mean, I love him.” Jack admitted.

“Earlier you said something about how this place is different to your own, what did you mean?”

“You'd never believe me if I told you.”

“Try me.” She challenged him.

“Okay, I think I'm in another dimension, one minute I was in my own, with Ianto and ... well you, the next minutes there was an explosion and I came round and find everything has changed. No one knows me and my place of work doesn't exist.”

“Me?”

“Yep, in my dimension we work together, for Torchwood, catching aliens.”

“No I do know your pulling my leg.” She moaned. “Aliens, what do you think I am, stupid?”

“Not at all, it's all true.” Jack buried his head in his hands. “I want to just work out how to get back, but first I have this overwhelming urge to just find out what Ianto is like here.”

“Then we shall go and find out.” Gwen told him, getting to her feet and looking at her watch. “I'm went off duty now anyway.”

“No time like the present.” Jack agreed.

*~*

They followed the black van for a couple of miles till it stopped near a car showroom, a showroom that sold Porches and then nothing. No one got out the van, Ianto and Gwen just parked a little way from them, hopefully far enough to not be seen and settled down to wait.

Nothing happened for over an hour till it got dark and the employees of the car dealership locked up and went home for the night, within ten minutes of them leaving three Blowfish emerged from the black van. The two that had got in the back and one from the passenger side, they glanced about before running across the road and onto the forecourt of the showroom.

Ianto and Gwen watched as using some kind of alien tech the Blowfish disabled the alarms and after opening the extra large door that was used to get the cars in and out they calmly got into three of the sports cars, all of them with soft tops and drove off. The driver of the van got out at this point and closed the door and reset the alarm as Ianto and Gwen followed the sports cars.

“What the hell are they up to, apart from the obvious, they must be stealing them for some other reason than joyriding.” Gwen said as they screeched around a corner.

“Not a clue, but we can't lose them or we'll never find out.” Ianto replied. “They're heading back towards the park.”

They pulled up outside the park and ran into it, just in time to see the bright swirly light the teenagers had described and the cars driving straight into it one after the other and vanishing.

“What the hell?” Gwen spluttered.

“Where the fuck are they taking them and why?” Ianto countered.

There was a creaking noise nearby, they turned their heads to see the football club door opening and darted around the side of the building. Another three Blowfish walked out and headed towards the park exit again, Ianto and Gwen following them this time under cover of darkness. They watched as the climbed in the same van as earlier and drove off.

“Bet I can guess where they're off to.” Ianto snarked.

“Yeah, to steal some more sports cars. Lets see if there's any more of them in the club house?” Gwen suggested.

“Nothing lose.” Ianto agreed and they ran back to the building.

Peering in through the window they could see one Blowfish still there, drawing their guns they burst through the door startling it for a moment before it held it's hand up in the air.

“Oooh look it's the kiddy kids without teacher again, I wonder where he's gone?” The Blowfish chuckled. “Team Torchwood all abandoned by their leader once more.”

Ianto moved closer and put his gun to the cocky Blowfish's head. “What do you know about Jack's disappearance?”

“Wouldn't you like to know.”

Ianto cocked the gun. “Tell me or die.” Ianto shrugged. “Choice is yours.”

“Another dimension.” The Blowfish laughed. “Very handy device that black box.”

“So, it was all a set up?”

“Congratulations, the tea boy has a brain.”

“Where is he?” Gwen said firmly.

“No idea, it was set to random.” The Blowfish smirked.

TBC