Unforeseen Complications 95/?

[missthingsplace]

AU: When it all changes: Life, Love and Family in Torchwood.  

Title: Unforeseen Complications (Series 11)
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Andy, My OC's: Caden, Eloise, Claire, Chloe, Damien, Ianto's family.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: After the hell of their daughter being kidnapped and their wonderful family holiday they return to Cardiff and Torchwood to tell their team mates of Jack's pregnancy, after a few weeks of relative normality they find themselves on the hunt for something that's slipped through the rift unseen ... with an added complication.
Spoilers: Probably not, but you never know ...
Warnings: Angst, slash, language, fluff ... the usual!
Rating: PG - NC17 for the series.

Previous series/chapters: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/165103.html#cutid1

“I'll never get used to that stench.” Chloe said as Ianto slipped off the small back pack he was carrying.

“Hopefully we won't have to.” Ianto replied as he pulled two breathing masks from the bag and handed one to Chloe.

“Stick together, don't split up.” Jack told them down the comms. “We don't know how Damien got himself knocked out and I don't want either of you taking risks.”

“You can count on it.” Ianto told him and then turned to Chloe. “Ready.”

“Yes.” Chloe replied as she checked her gun and they advanced on the house.

Reaching the house they carefully edged up to the front windows and peered through, the room was completely empty apart from a sofa which even from that distance looked like it had seen better days and a TV.

Ianto indicated they should move to the front door with the barrel of his gun, Ianto was all set to kick the rotting wood of the door apart when Chloe reached out and pushed, the door swinging open easily on it's hinges.

“Spoilsport.” Ianto whispered with a small smile.

“Less noisy.” Chloe replied as they crept inside and slowly moved around the ground floor finding all the room as barely furnished.

There was a layer of dust an inch thick over everything, whoever or whatever was residing there had no concept or thought about cleaning Ianto thought as they reached the kitchen, all it contained was a huge fridge filled completely with dozens of bottles of water.

“Healthy.” Chloe said as they closed the fridge door.

“Anything?” Jack's voice came impatiently over the comms.

“Nothing yet, we're going to head upstairs now.” Ianto told him as they left the kitchen and headed back to the hallway.

The bare floorboards of the stairs creaked loudly in the silence of the house as they ascended them slowly, wincing with each sound they emitted until the reached the landing.

“I swear I can still smell that stench even with these masks on!” Chloe exclaimed as they headed for the first room.

“I was thinking the same thing.” Ianto told her as they found themselves in the bathroom.

There was no sign of any toiletries and the bath, sink and toilet were filthy. Giving each other a look of disgust they quickly left the room and moved to the next.

The next room was bare, nothing but bright blue walls and floorboards, leaving it almost as soon as they had entered they moved to another.

“Holy shit!” Chloe exclaimed at the sight in front of them.

The room contained just a bed, the bedding which judging by a few unsoiled bits used to be white were covered in what appeared to be the black goo that had been in the cocoons and on top of it was the still, naked body of the young man Chloe had seen the alien leave with from the nightclub.

“Do you think he's alive?” Ianto asked as they ascertained that there was nothing or no one else in the room.

“Talk to me people.” Jack told them.

“Body on a bed covered in the black goo, it's not looking good.” Ianto told him as Chloe pressed her fingers to the young man's neck.

“Dead.” Chloe said bluntly.

“Shit, we're too late.” Ianto replied. “Then where the hell is the alien, it's got to be here somewhere.”

“Does the house have a cellar, basement?” Jack asked them. “It must have somewhere for it's den, nest or whatever where it keeps it's victims once it's cocooned them.”

“We'll go and check back downstairs.” Ianto told him.

Chloe lifted up the man on the beds arm and dropped it again with a loud sound of revolution, both of them hearing the loud squelching sound that came from the body.

“Okay, that is disgusting.” Ianto said, putting his hand to his mouth as he swallowed back the bile in this throat.

“It's already preparing him to cocoon.” Chloe replied frowning. “From the looks of it some kind of sexual act happened before it killed him.”

“I so didn't need to know that.” Ianto told her. “Come on, lets go and find the bastard that did this.”

Chloe followed Ianto back down to the ground floor and with a little searching they found a small door they had missed previously in the corner of the kitchen that when opened revealed wooden steps that lead down into the darkness.

“After you.” Chloe told Ianto.

Reaching into the back pack again Ianto pulled out two torches, handing one to Chloe before crouching down and stepping through the small doorway, moving slowly and carefully downwards with Chloe so close behind him he could feel her breath on the back of his neck.

“We're heading into the cellar.” Ianto whispered into the comms to Jack.

“No risk taking, remember.” Jack told him as he rubbed his hand over his belly.

“We know, we know.” Ianto replied, feeling a little annoyed with Jack but knowing he was only saying it out of concern for their welfare.

“Okay, I know I can smell that pong with this thing on now.” Chloe grimaced as they reached the bottom of the steps.

“If it gets any worse I'm in danger of losing the contents of my stomach.” Ianto told her, fighting back the bile again.

They moved further into the cellar, moving their torches around they couldn't miss the cocoons around them, a dozen or so of them.

“Definitely the right place then.” Ianto snarked.

“Come on.” Chloe urged, moving deeper into the cellar, both of them stopping suddenly when they heard a loud scraping noise form the far end.

“It's here.” Chloe whispered.

“Lets go and get the fucker.” Ianto whispered back as they advanced in the direction of the noise.

Shining their torches into the darkness they saw it, what looked like a six foot tall spider crossed with a fly. It stopped, stunned like a rabbit caught in the headlights for a split second before dropping the cocoon it was dragging with it's two upper legs and letting out a high pitch scream charged towards them without warning.

TBC