One Hundred Times Five (COE Spoiler)

[missthingsplace]

Title: One Hundred Times Five
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: My own version of episode 5 of COE
Warnings: Huge spoiler for COE episode 5 - Angst and fluff!!!
Rating: PG

A/N This wouldn't bugger off, it's been in my head since watching episode 4 and demanded to be written tonight.

Sat there looking at Ianto's body time was meaningless, neither Jack or Gwen had no idea how long they had been there crying, holding each other as they mourned for their dead workmate, friend, lover.

“Jack.” Gwen whispered suddenly, wiping the back of her hands across her sodden cheeks. “I don't think he's dead.”

“He's gone Gwen, I watched him die.” Jack replied sadly. “It's all my fault, I've lost him forever.”

Gwen pressed her fingertips to the pulse point on Ianto's neck, holding her breath as if breathing would somehow disturb anything she thought she could feel.

“He's not breathing Gwen, his chest isn't moving.” Jack replied, his voice breaking with renewed emotion.

“Feel.” Gwen replied, grabbing his hand and pressing his fingers to the same spot.

“There's nothing Gwen, you're just imaging it.” Jack replied. “But ... how the hell can that be?”

“See?” He has a faint pulse.”

“But he's not breathing, it doesn't make any sense.” Jack frowned but the slight spark of hope shone in his eyes.

“Who cares if it doesn't make sense Jack, it means he's not completely gone, we have to move him out of here.” Gwen told him. “We have to take him somewhere to be looked after.”

“They won't let me leave Gwen.” Jack replied.

“I'll take him, find somewhere for him.” Gwen told him.

*

Jack watched the helicopter take off carrying Gwen, Rhys and Ianto. He knew none of this was Gwen's fault but he couldn't bear to see her any longer. She still had Rhys, she was having his baby and he had lost the man he loved and had nothing left.

Ianto still had that faint pulse but Jack was being thrown into a cell and he knew in his heart it would be a miracle if Ianto actually came back to life, to him. The virus had killed all the others outright, they had checked so why did Ianto have a faint pulse still?

*

Gwen checked Ianto into the best nursing home she could find, she didn't care about the cost, she had a small fortune stashed away from her Torchwood wages and as far as she was concerned it was worth every penny.

*

Jack stood by Ianto's bed six months later, he had visited every week since they had stopped the 456 and now he was there to say goodbye. He would be back but he needed to leave earth, if only for a little while to try and find out what the virus was and to find a cure.

Tears poured down Jack's cheeks as he watched the man he loved lay so still on the bed, tubes feeding him, breathing for him, giving him various drugs in the hope that one would bring him out of his coma.

Kissing his softly on the lips Jack wiped away his tears as he whispered to his lover.

“I will be back, I promised not to forget you and I never will.”

Turning swiftly Jack left the room, knowing if he didn't he would never leave and he had a lift to catch.

*

“Captain Harkness, I thought you were leaving the country for a while?” The nurse asked confused when he returned a few days later.

“I wasn't gone for as long as I thought.” Jack replied easily, heading into Ianto's room, a little disheartened to see his lover as he had left him.

“Hey.” Jack said softly. “You're looking good, it's been a hundred years since I left, if only a few days for you. If I knew what the bastards that did this to you were really called I could find them quicker, no one else has ever heard of the 456.”

Ianto didn't move, just lay there as Jack gulped down a sob.

“I promise I will find that antidote.” Jack told him. “I don't know if you can hear me, but I have to tell you something I should have told you a hundred years ago. I love you.”

*

“I wish the universe wasn't so big.” Jack told Ianto when he returned another hundred years later. “This is killing me inside, I want you back.”

“Two times in one week Captain?” The nurse smiled sweetly as him as she check the machines attached to Ianto's body.

Jack shrugged. “He's worth it.”

“So he is.” She agreed, leaving him alone again with his lover and thinking it was sad that he was holding out hope for the young man.

*

“I'll have that antidote soon Ianto, I ran into a man, well, technically he wasn't human but ... well, that's not important, but I described the 456 and he knew who I meant.” Jack told him excitedly. “But their planet is on the far side of the universe and it might take me a very long time to hitch-hike there so I needed to come and see you again first.”

Jack listened to the hum of the machines for a while before he spoke again, as if hoping Ianto would reply somehow.

“Three hundred years have gone for me Ianto and yet barely two weeks have  passed for you since you were infected.” Jack cleared his throat in his attempt to not sob. “Not that it matters, I don't care if a million years passes in my lifetime, I will get the cure.”

*

Jack closed the door to Ianto's room and pulled the syringe and vial of vivid pink liquid from his pocket, pushing the needle into the seal over the top he filled the syringe with the fluid, taking time to remove any air bubbles.

“You don't want to know what I had to do to get this.” Jack told Ianto. “Oh, no one died and no, I didn't have sex with one of those things but ... well, all that matters is that I have this.”

After listening for the sound of anyone approaching for a few moments Jack slid the needle into Ianto's vein on the inside of his elbow and pressed the plunger slowly as it emptied it's contents into his lovers body.

Throwing the bottle and spent needle into the special container in the room Jack sat down beside the bed on a chair, took Ianto's hand in his own and waited, praying to anyone who might listen that it would work.

*

Jack's head shot up from the bed where he had rested it, wondering how long he had slept for and looked at Ianto, eyes still closed and then at his watch.

It had been over an hour since he had administered the injection and so far nothing, the sound of a tap on the door and it opening slightly caused him to turn his head to the smiling nurse.

“Can I get you anything sir?” She asked politely. “Tea, coffee?”

“Water, thank you.” Jack replied and she vanished again.

*

The second time Jack dozed off he was woken by the sound of rasping, looking round quickly in the chair he had dozed off in he found Ianto trying to drag the tube down his throat out, eyes still closed but seemingly panicking.

“Hush, let me.” Jack said, getting to his feet and carefully sliding the tube from the young man's throat.

“You're breathing.” Jack whispered. “Time to wake up now, please?”

*

It was a couple of hours later when Jack watched Ianto's eyes flutter open and focus on him.

“Jack?” Ianto's voice was barely there, his throat dry, his word rasped.

“Ianto, oh my god Ianto, it worked.” Jack smiled as tears poured down his face. “You've come back to me.”

*

Ianto was sat up in bed, resting on a pile of pillows as he sipped water through a straw and feeling almost normal again.

“How long have I been here?” Ianto asked.

“Less than three weeks.” Jack replied.

“I don't understand, how am I not dead?”

“Somehow you survived the virus, you stopped breathing but you still had a pulse.” Jack told him. “I have no idea how and I don't care, all I care about is that I didn't lose you.”

“You found the antidote?”

“After a lot of searching.”

“How long Jack, how long did you search for?”

“Five hundred years.” Jack replied. “I came back every hundred or so to check on you, but it never seemed like so much time had passed, as soon as I walked back into this room it was like I had never been away.”

“Five hundred years, seriously?” Ianto asked, eyes wide.

Jack nodded. “I would have searched for a thousand years if I had had to, a million.” Jack replied. “Anything to save the man I love.”

“You can say it then.” Ianto smiled softly.

“I should have said it five hundred years ago, I'm an idiot.”

“No, just you.” Ianto replied. “I hoped you would have told me when I was dying but I wasn't surprised when you didn't.”

“These days I'll happily shout it from the rooftops. I love Ianto Jones.”

“Do you think it was you., the reason I didn't die?”

“What do you mean?” Jack asked.

“The vortex inside you, you can pass it on in a kiss, we kissed a lot.” Ianto explained.

“I should have thought of that.” Jack replied. “Maybe we should get the Doctor and the TARDIS to check you out ...”

Ianto cut him off. “I don't care, it doesn't matter if I've absorbed some, it saved my life.”

“You're brilliant, you know that?”

“I know everything, remember.”

“Yeah.” Jack chuckled as Ianto grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed him soundly.

The End

Comments

[xiuluoling.livejournal.com]

Love it so much, I will remember this is the real ending for the series 3 to me. This is so sweet, made my day.

[missthingsplace.livejournal.com]

Thank you :D