Vampire!Ianto - Children Of Earth - Day Three - 2/2 (Major spoilers)

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Title: Vampire!Ianto - Children Of Earth - Day Three - 2/2  (Major spoilers)
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood but i have kidnapped the characters until RTD fixes the mess!
Summary: The whole thing set in my own vampire!Ianto universe.
Spoilers: Spoilers for whole of COE
Warnings: Slash, language, vampirism
Rating: NC17
Notes: AU wrapped around canon.
 
A/N I wasn't going to write this until this actual series got to this point but it wouldn't go away out of my head. They are all likely to be in two parts as they will be long and take a while to write. The first one isn't very different from the actual aired episode but it will get more and more AU as it continues as i deal with the issues that bugged me along the way.

Previous chapters: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/245969.html#cutid1

Previous fic's in this series: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/141190.html

“Whoa, that's nice, look at that...” Ianto said as after tapping some commandments into the laptop he was using two pictures of Clem appeared on the screen. “ face recognition software. And... arrested two hours ago in London. Wouldn't give his name, but that is Clement MacDonald.”

“That the man from the hospital.” Jack replied as he kept typing away at his own laptops keyboard.

“Could be useful.” Ianto agreed.

Picking up his mobile Ianto dialled and spoke as soon as it was answered. “Gwen?”

“I've given her the contacts, but God knows, I think she's too scared.” Gwen replied. 

“We've got a new mission for you.” Ianto explained. “That Clem's turned up, in Camden police station of all places, arrested for theft and minor affray. Could you get him out?”

“How am I supposed do that?!” Gwen asked.

“You were a policewoman.” Ianto replied as if it meant she could do anything he asked.

“Oh, OK.  Bloody hell, anything else while I'm at it?”

“A few pints of fresh blood would be nice.” Ianto grinned as he winked at Jack.

“That's disgusting and you have Jack for those needs.”

“Yep.” Ianto chuckled down the phone as he thought about what had transpired between them earlier.

“See you later.” Gwen replied.

“So Ianto, what's his story?” Jack asked Ianto as he looked at the picture of Clem on his laptop.

“Well, according to Gwen, it was your classic alien abduction, as a kid.” Ianto explained. “ 1965. He was living ten miles outside Arbroath, the Holly Tree Lodge, it was an orphanage.”

As Ianto continued Jack had a sudden realisation as to where and how this all related to him, a look of horror crossing his face as he listened.

“I looked up the files, the kids were taken away in November 1965, the Lodge was closing down, they were being taken to a second care home called Harbour Heights in Plymouth. Except, that's where the records stopped, there's no trace of them arriving. It was the '60s, a lot of the paperwork's gone missing. But if what he's saying is true, maybe they never got there.”

“Show me those people.” Jack said, panic rising in his voice as he got to his feet and moved over to Ianto's computer.

“What people?” Ianto asked.

“Andrew Staines, Ellen Hunt, Michael Sanders.” Jack urged

“Why, d'you think there's a connection?” Ianto replied

“Show me!” Jack insisted.

No, give me their history, show me them 40 years ago.” Jack told him as he pulled up the most recent pictures of the three people Jack asked for.

“What for?”

“Just do it!” Jack ordered as images from the 1960's of the three people appeared on the screen.

“Who are they, Jack? Did you know them?” Ianto asked subdued as he watched the look of recognition on Jack's face.

“I never knew their names.”

“Who were they? Jack, tell me. Did you know them?” Ianto asked as Jack ran across the room and grabbed his coat, shouting after him as he vanished outside. “Jack!”

“Oi! The beans are ready!” Rhys called out after him.

Ianto gave Rhys a look that scared him a little, he turned back to the beans as carried on pretending to cook as if nothing had happened.

“Sod the beans Rhys.” Ianto snarked, turning back to his laptop and wondering what other secrets Jack was hiding from them, him.

*

As Gwen walked down the street she called the one person she knew could help her on her mobile.

“Andy Davidson.” The young Welsh policeman's voice came to her as he answered the call.

“Andy, listen.” She began.

“You're alive?” He said, the surprise evident in the tone of his voice.

“Yes, I'm still alive you idiot. Now shut up, I need some help. We need you!” She told him. 

“All those kids saying, we are coming. And that's today! What's it gonna be?” Andy asked her. A spaceship?”

Aww, Andy.” Gwen replied as she began to make her way up some steps into another street. “Just listen, I need you to release a prisoner from Camden police station. The address is Albany Street.”

“What are you doing in Camden?!” Andy asked her.

“Does it matter?!” Gwen whined at him.

 “It does to me, I...”

“Yes. I know, I'm sorry. Look, just listen, I've got no ID, so I need you to vouch for me, he's only on minor charges so I can stand bail.” Gwen cut him off and explained. “ You need to phone them, and fax a WC242A. Don't use my name, use Lynda's, I'll say I'm Lynda.. Can you do that for me please?' OK. 'Like now?”

Gwen followed the policemen through the cells and waited for him to unlock the door of Clem's, Clem looked at her with uncertainly and sobs as he realises that she's there for him. On the way back to the car Clem suddenly comes to a complete halt and points into the air with a scared look on his face.

*

The screen on Ianto's laptop started flashing the word 'ALERT' In huge red letters as behind it the news reports come up on the screen informing them of what was happening outside.

“It's them, it's all of them, the kids.” Ianto told Rhys as he read the screen.

“What are they saying?” Rhys asked.

“I don't know, just pointing.” Ianto replied, frowning. “It says, all the children in America are pointing east. And all the children in Europe are pointing west.”

“It's us.” Rhys replied. “They're pointing at us.”

“They're pointing at Thames House.” Ianto told Rhys as he began to move. “Come on.”

They both ran through the building, getting outside just in time to see the huge spike of fire that flashed through the clouds and into the middle of London, into Thames House.

*
“It's them. They're back.” Clem told Gwen as he stopped, pointing up at the sky.

*

“The area around Thames House is being cordoned off while the Government has... “ The newsreader said.

“It's all kicking off now.” Ianto told Rhys as they watched the new report on the laptop. “Just when we need Jack.”

“..at Downing Street. These images are from five minutes ago. That's been identified as Colonel Oduya of the Unified Intelligence Task Force and this is coming live that's General Austin Pierce, representing the American Armed Forces, he's heading inside Downing Street right now.” The newsreader continued.

Ianto watched the screen with growing worry as to where Jack was, what he was doing and wondering why he was now being so secretive. Since the incident with Katherine he hadn't kept any secrets from Jack but he was beginning to realise there was maybe a lot about his lover that he didn't know, and maybe never would.

*

“I was gonna phone you. God, I wish I was home right now. Look, just tell the girls that there's nothing to worry about.” John Frobisher's voice came down the phone line into Jack's ear.

“Oh, I'll tell them that, Johnny boy. I'll tell them that their father tried to have me killed, how about that?” The captain replied as he stood in the street, leaning on the roof of the car he had been driving.

“That's my wife's phone, how did you get my wife's phone?” Frobisher asked, panicking about his family.

“This is 1965, isn't it?” Jack answered with another question. “ All of this, because of 1965.
Frobisher, tell me, is it them? Have they come back?”

“Yes.”

“That's why you tried to have me killed. Along with Andrew Staines and Ellen Hunt and Michael Sanders. All of us dead, so no-one could say anything, is that it?” Jack said as calmly as he could. 

“I had no choice.” Frobisher replied. 

“Well, I've got a choice... The captain replied. “D'you want to hear my choice?' I could blow this thing sky-high. I could tell the world!  Unless you get me into Thames House. I demand to talk to the 456 myself. Think about it. The fact that they've come back proves that they can't be trusted. You need me.”

“Captain, we have your daughter and grandson.” Frobisher told him coldly. “Alice and Steven Carter in our custody.”

“You what?!”

“I promise, nothing will happen to them. My absolute promise. So long as you agree to say nothing.”

Well, how about I go back into that house, right now, and get your wife? And your children?” Jack threatened.

“Except you won't.” Frobisher replied. “Cos you're a better man than me. I'm sorry, Jack.”

Jack flipped the phone closed a moment or two after Frobisher cut the call, still leaning on the car as anger flowed through him, glaring at his surroundings as he wondered what the hell he was going to do next.

*

“There you go.” Gwen said to Clem, handing him a cup of coffee as he sat on the sofa eating frankfurters from a metal dish and sat down beside him.

“Save some for the rest of us, mate!” Rhys laughed and then walked away again. 

“He's your husband?” Clem asked Gwen.

“Yes. Yes, my beloved.” Gwen grinned as Rhys sat down in the chair opposite.

“Nice house, isn't it?” Clem remarked.

“Well, we do our best!” Gwen chuckled.

“It's got shower facilities. Just stand under the skylight.” Rhys added laughing.

“I've stayed in worse.” Clem replied. “And who's the queer?”

“Oi!” Ianto yelled angrily, turning round as he used every ounce of self control to stay looking mortal, but turning away again quickly as he felt him other persona rising to the surface and took a moment before looking back and telling him. “It's not 1965 any more.”

“He's queer. I can smell it.” Clem told Gwen and Rhys as they glanced at each other knowing they should change the subject if they wanted Clem to make it out of there again one piece, or at least with his blood intact in his body.

*

“What d'you thinks in there?” Rhys asked as they watched the screen saver whirling about on the laptops monitor.

“God knows.” Gwen replied. “That's why we need Lois.”

“No sign of her. Lenses inactive.” Ianto added. 

*

“Online! She's doing it!” Ianto said as the images from the lenses came onto the monitor.

“Oh, good girl!” Gwen exclaimed. 

“I knew she would.” Rhys added with a smile.
 
“Oh, God! Don't do too much of that.” Lois told them as Gwen typed the message 'Thank U' into the laptop so that Lois could read it via the contact lenses.

“Sorry.” Gwen replied.

“She can't hear you.” Rhys told her.

“I know.” I know, she replied, waving her hand at him.

“Is that you, Gwen?” Lois asked.

'Yes its me.' Gwen typed in reply.

They watched on the monitor as Lois put the lid back on the case for the lenses and then she told them. “Right then. Good luck.”

As Ianto pressed a button Gwen retorted. “Oh, don't do that, I hate smiley's.”

“Took me a while to get used to those things.” Rhys said as Gwen looked down at her hands and Ianto glanced over at him wondering why he would have been wearing them at all.

“What, you've used the lenses?” Ianto asked.

“That's why Gwen had them.” Rhys replied.

“I took them home for a bit of fun.” Gwen said, trying to play it down. 

“Fun?” Ianto asked questionably.

“Yeah.” Gwen quipped.

“Y'know. Fun.” Rhys told him.

“Yeah, well been there, done that.” Ianto told them nonchalantly. “It is fun.”

“Yeah.” Gwen and Rhys replied in unison.  

“That's him, that's John Frobisher.” Ianto told them as Lois got into the lift with Frobisher and another woman.

“Bastard!” Rhys exclaimed. “Fat lot of good that is, back of his head, how do we know if he's saying anything.”

They watched everything Lois saw as she walked behind Frobisher, not knowing what was being said and into a large room where there was a structure at one end.

“What the hell is that?” Rhys asked as it appeared into view.

“Some sort of tank.” Gwen replied. “There's something inside the smoke.”

'Get closer' Gwen told Lois via the laptop.

“Clem, come and see this.” Gwen told him, Clem just stood where he was nervously. “ Oh, come on. Don't be scared, it's miles away. What d'you think?”

Clem sniffed the air as he moved closer.

“Anything you've seen before?” Gwen asked.

“Can't smell it from here.” Clem said, peering at the screen. “Is that what tried to take me?”

“Yeah, I think so.” Gwen replied thoughtfully as Clem backed away a little.

They watched through Lois' eyes as Frobisher walked towards the structure and began to speak to the creature within as Gwen typed a new message in to the laptop for Lois.

“Need his moth?” Rhys read out.

“Shut up.” Gwen told him, retyping the message. 'Need his mouth'

They watched a Lois began to move around the room. “That's it. Come on, good girl.” Gwen said quietly.

“You've got eyes. You've got eyes in the room.” Clem said, looking closer at the monitor again.

“Software's not so good in profile.” Ianto told Gwen as Lois stopped again.

“It's not too bad.” Gwen replied as the words came out of the laptops speakers.

“It's working.” Ianto agreed as they listened to the words both Frobisher and the alien spoke.

“I must ask you to state whether these greetings are accepted. Do you understand me? I repeat, according to the rules of protocol, as established by the United Nations in the directives of...” Frobisher asked.

“Yes.” The alien answered bluntly.

“Then I thank you on behalf of the United Kingdom.” Frobisher replied.

“Did it speak?!” Rhys asked.

“It hasn't got a mouth, it's got bloody speakers!” Gwen replied. 

“It hasn't got a mouth!” Clem repeated, clearly fretting at what he was hearing and seeing . 

“The Russian Federation, the Commonwealth of Australia...Citizens and territories of Canada and Japan and the Hellenic Republic, the Islamic Republic of Iran and the Republic of Iraq...” Frobisher continued.

'Can't hear the alien.' Gwen typed to Lois.

Lois began writing on the pad in her hand.

“It's bloody shorthand!” Rhys grumbled.

“No, I can read it, it says "yes". This is a nightmare!” Ianto told them. 

“..and the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. It might be easier if we take those names as read from now on, don't you?” Frobisher asked the alien.

The creature responded by shrieking loudly and bashing the clear walls of it's box, leaving green smears over the inside.

*

"What's it doing?" Ianto read out.

“What, is that what it said?” Rhys asked. 

“No, that's Lois, saying that!” Ianto replied.  

'God knows.' Gwen typed back to Lois.

*

“Are you all right? I'm sorry, but I can't help being concerned, is there a problem?” Frobisher asked.

“I'm sorry, but I can't help being concerned, is there a problem?” The alien repeated.

Do you want me to continue?” Frobisher asked.

“Yes” The creature replied.

“In the spirit of co-operation ... we have a formal request to make. We ask you not to use our children for communication. In case certain parties or territories might consider that a violation. Is that acceptable?” Frobisher continued.

“Yes.” It replied simply again after a long pause.

“Thank you.”

“And, as a gift, and as welcome to this world, we've prepared a document summarising our culture and history. This document can be made available to you immediately. Though its format remains undetermined. Said format remains of your choosing, though this does not constitute a request for information on, or transfer of, specific 456 technology.” Frobisher told the alien. “I have been given a request for specific information. It has been asked.....why the 456 chose Great Britain as its chosen point of embarkation.

“We came here... We came here..." Because you have no significance. You are middle men.” The creature replied.

*

"You have no significance, you are middle men." Ianto read from Lois' pad.

“That's a lie, cos it's been here before that's why it's here now. Whys it lying?” Gwen asked.

“It's Frobisher. He's got that thing to lie. They're on the same side. Whatever happened in the past, they're hiding it.” Ianto told her.

*

“We have a request.” The creature told Frobisher.

“By all means.” He replied.

“We want a gift.”

“Of course, but ... what nature of a gift exactly?”

“A gift, gladly. But what d'you want?”

The alien growled it's reply. “We want...your children. We will take your children.' It finished as he hissed and hit out at the wall that confined it once more.

*

"We will take your children." Ianto read out.

“What the hell for?” Rhys asked.

“I'm sorry, I think that there might be a problem, with the translation.” Frobisher told the alien.

*

“They want to take them, like they did before.” Clem said, clearly agitated. “Like the man did. He's coming back.” Clem added as he sniffed the air. “He's coming back.”

“Not now Clem, just wait.” Gwen told him as Jack walked into the building and across the room towards them. “He's coming, he's coming. He's coming. He's coming. He's coming. He's coming. He's coming.” Repeating the same phrase over and over. “He's coming. He's coming. He's coming. He's coming. He's coming. He's coming.”

*

“By children, you mean...?” Frobisher asked.

“Your descendants.” It replied. “The offspring of the Human Race.”

“How many?” He asked.

“10%.” It replied. “ We want 10%. We want 10% of the children of this world.” It demanded.

*

“He hasn't changed. He's the same.” Clem rambled as he looked at Jack, terror in his eyes. “ He's the same. He's the same. All those years. How can he be the same?”

“What's he talking about, Jack?” Gwen asked as she tried to comfort Clem.

“Clement MacDonald. Just another name.” Jack replied. “It was easier, if you didn't know the names.”

“You were there?” Gwen asked as Clem nodded. “In 1965.”

“He was the man!” Clem told her. 

“No, no, this is what he does, you see, he fights them.” Gwen told him. “He fights aliens, isn't that right, Jack?”

“No.” Jack replied truthfully.

“Then what were you doing there?” Gwen asked.

“I gave them the kids.” Jack answered. “1965, I gave them 12 children.”

“What for?” Gwen replied.

“As a gift.” Jack told her.

Ianto listened stunned, thoughts running through his head at ten to the dozen. How could Jack not have told him something like this? Why would he do such an awful thing? Why would the aliens want twelve children let alone 10% of the earth child population? Did they eat them? If so why did they only want twelve the last time?

In all his years he had been immortal, a vampire Ianto had never prayed on children. To him just the thought of it was wrong, how could Jack have thought on any level that it would be okay to sacrifice twelve children?

But he also knew in his heart that there must be a good explanation for Jack's actions and he for one was willing to listen to them before he judged him.

TBC

A/N2: I have just finished writing both parts of day four and i feel like i've been dragged through an emotional wringer. I shall be posting them over the next few days, once they've had a few dozen read throughs. I have never asked for comments before, and i always very much appreciate the ones i do get but the ones i get for the next parts will mean even more to me, so please let me know what you think.