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missthingsplaceTitle: Vampire!Ianto - Children Of Earth - Day One - 1/2 (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.
Beta: The wonderfully speedy, fabulous ![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
cazmalfoy
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. This one isn't much different to the actual aired episode but they will get more and more AU as they go on.
A/N 2 A early happy birthday to angstosaur
Previous fic's in this series: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/1
“It said on the news that we should send them back to school tomorrow, do you think it's safe?” Alice asked Jack.
“I don't know anymore than you.”
“Oh come on.”
“I don't.” Jack huffed. “Any word from Joe?”
“In Italy, with her, he finally got married. But he phones every now and then and ... sends Stephen postcards. Remembers his birthday, there are worse fathers.”
“How are you off for money?”
“Don't worry about that, you give me enough.” Alice paused. “Kind of easy writing cheques, huh?”
“Alice, you're the one who asked me to stay away, I'd come round here every week if you wanted me to, every day.”
“Yeah ... I just can't stand it dad, I look older than you do and it's never going to stop. I get older and older and you stay the same. One year you'll be standing at my funeral looking just like you did when you were standing at mum's. No wonder she was so furious, you make us feel old.”
“Actually I found a grey hair.”
Alice laughed. “Well, that is the end of the world.”
“Are you ever going to tell him?” Jack asked, looking at Stephen.
“What do I say, that you're his grandfather?”
“Well, he's too young to notice right now, that I don't age. But one day he's going to realise.”
“And that's another good reason for you to stay away.”
“I suppose.” Jack nodded. “I could make the most of it while he's still young, take him out, buy him stuff, me and him sort of thing.”
“You mean today?”
“While I'm here, may as well.”
“You bastard.” Alice said, shaking her head. “Something happens to kids and you want to spend time with him on the same day. You are not experimenting on the boy dad, ever. That's why I want you to stay away, because you're dangerous.”
Jack left his daughter’s house and pages doctor Patanjali, telling him he needs a kid.
*
“Susan on the corner was in town and it was her anniversary so they went to that posh French place in town by the memorial and there was you.”
“So?”
“And there was you, having dinner, with a man in a restaurant.”
“So, you have dinner with Tina.”
“Not in town. Susan said he was gorgeous. Like a film star, like an escort.”
“He's my boss.”
“She said it was intimate. I said well he's had girlfriends and she said no girl was getting her feet around that table, no chance. Have you gone bender?”
“Mica's hearing this.”
“She's not bothered, her friends got two mothers. Go on.”
“He is very handsome.”
“You're kidding me? Christ almighty ... so when did you start seeing men? And why keep it a secret, I mean surely it's nowhere near as such a thing to hide like being a vampire.”
“Shhh, Mica.”
“She's not listening.”
“I've lived a long time, Rhiannon.”
“And that means you decided to sleep with men?”
“Is this any way to speak to your great great grandfather?” Ianto asked with a grin making her chuckle.
“Is he the first?”
“Yep. There's just something about him, only him. Jack”
“Is it good?”
Ianto blushed. “Yep.”
“Well, that's all that matters then, isn't it you daft sod.”
“I didn't say, because I don't really know what we have yet ...”
“I won't say a word, not if you don't want me to.”
“Thank you.”
“So, you've been together a while, you're a couple?”
“I don't know. I'm not sure I like that word.”
“What about Jack?”
“He says the same.” Ianto replied a little sadly.
“I think it sounds like you both need your heads bashing together.” Rhiannon chuckled. “He knows, what you are?”
“Of course.”
“Aren't you scared that you'll lose him one day?”
“No.” Ianto grinned widely. “I'm not the only immortal in Cardiff.”
“You turned him?” Rhiannon asked, a little horrified. He had told her long ago he would never do that to anyone.
“Nope, he's immortal in an entirely different way. We are made for each other.”
“So you are a couple then?”
“Rhia!”
“Okay, okay.” She laughed.
“Eye eye gay boy! Seems you're taking it up the arse.” Johnny said as he walked in. “Mica get off that thing.”
“Thanks.” Ianto told Rhiannon as he got to his feet and Johnny hugged him.
Ianto's eyes flashed silver in warning. “I'm fine.”
“Hey, no need for that.” Johnny replied, letting him go. “I won't say another word.”
“Good!” Ianto grinned, giving him a flash of his fangs.
“Hey, whose car is that outside, black thing?”
“Oh, that's the company car.”
“You want to watch it on this estate.”
“Oh it's fine, top of the range, it's got a triple dead lock.”
“Sounds like it.” Johnny replied, as the sound of the cars alarm pierced the air and Ianto ran outside.
“But it's got a triple dead lock, they can't have.” Ianto groaned.
“'Cos what do it see, they drive round the block and then they come back for a lap of honour.” Johnny told him.
“We should phone the police.”
“No, it's more fun this way.” Johnny said handing him a brick.
Johnny threw bricks as it sped past as Ianto yelled, using every ounce of self-control not to turn even though his reflexes as a vampire would help get the SUV back. “That's my car.”
*
Gwen watched the man they had named as Timothy White on a monitor with one of the staff at the mental health unit.
“Timothy White. 52 years old. He's been with us three months. But he's got a history of being in and out of care all his life.” The nurse told her.
“Timothy White's. My mum used to shop there.” Gwen smiled at her.
“Well, if he's got a different name, he's never said. He spent 40 years living in Leeds, that's where he first came on record. Found homeless, living on the streets, at the age of 11.”
“11, bloody hell.”
“No-one ever reported him missing. Apparently though, he did have a Scottish accent, back then. Gone now, but he was a long way lost.”
*
“Can you remember the voice? You said, "We are coming." Can you remember why? D'you know what I think it was? Aliens.” Gwen asked him.
Clem looked at her, then looked away fast as Gwen tried to maintain eye contact with him.
“There's no such thing.”
“Those days are gone. I don't mean to scare you, because you're perfectly safe, but I think aliens are using you to speak. What d'you think?”
“No such thing. Isn't it, isn't it?”
“I've met aliens. It's part of my job. But I'm not the authorities, or the police, or the army. So anything you say is just between me and you. And I will believe you.”
“Give me your hand.”
Uncertain Gwen tried showing her hands above the table, showing that they were empty. She pulled them back and then offered one to him a little uncertainly. Clem grabbed it and pulled it to his face, sniffed it loudly once and then a second time. Pulling her hand away, he followed it across the table, before changing his mind.
“You're telling the truth.” Clem exclaimed, surprise evident in his voice.
“How can you tell?”
“I can smell it. You've...met them?”
“Dozens of them.”
“Still not safe. Isn't it, isn't it? They're watching.”
Clem looked to blinking light on security camera and then back to Gwen, looking at that camera.
“Well, I can do something about that.” Gwen told him as she pulled something from her pocket. “Shhh, shhh” She told him as she pressed a button and the camera light went out.
“What's that thing?”
“The technical name is a ‘gizmo’.”
Clem laughed loudly. “Isn't it?”
“I think you've seen aliens too. What's your name? What's your REAL name? When did you last say your name?”
“Never.”
“Then tell me.”
“I was a kid.”
“What happened?”
“They took us out. In the night. In the dark. Isn't it? Isn't it? They told us, they said we were going to a new home.”
“Who did, who said?”
“The staff.”
“A care home?”
“They drove us away for miles and miles. They were there. In the sky.”
“What did they look like?”
“Light.” Clem replied. “The light... took them.”
“Took who?”
“My friends.”
“But not you?”
“I ran. There was something, there was people, there was…” Clem said, “Isn't it, isn't it, isn't it, isn't it?”
“You're all right, you're safe. OK? You're safe now.”
“ But they're coming back. I've been smelling them for months. In the air. Long time coming.”
“Tim, I can help. Look at me. I can help. If kids went missing, something's got to be written down and I will find it. But to do that, I need to know your name.”
“I was Clem. Clement MacDonald.”
“Hi, Clem.”
Gwen shook his hand.
“Hi.”
“Where were you from? It was somewhere in Scotland, do you remember?”
“Holly Tree.”
“Holly Tree, now then is that a town, or a place, or...?”
“The Holly Tree.”
“The Holly tree, Is that where it happened? Clem? Was it? What was the Holly Tree? What was the Holly Tree?”
Clem sniffed again loudly. “You're pregnant.”
“Sorry?”
“Yes, you are.”
“No, I don't think so.”
“Yes. I can smell it. Three weeks.”
“Oh... Bloody hell, I've been running. That camera's gone off, it just went dead! Still. No harm done, eh?” The nurse said as she burst in. “Everything all right?”
“Yes. I'm fine, thank you.” Gwen replied.
“Right, well, I think you've had long enough. Time for your meds, isn't it, Tim? If you don't mind.”
“No. Not at all.”
“Congratulations.” Clem told her as she turned and left.
Gwen walked out into the car park with her phone, talking to Ianto.
“Ianto, I need a search on Clement MacDonald, could be M-C or M-A-C, and try the words 'Holly Tree’ and Scotland. We're looking at the 1960s, got that?”
Gwen completely ignored Ianto telling her that he’d lost the SUV. Unknown to them their call was being intercepted and they're conversation listened to by the armed forces who are now trying to track down Clem.
*
“You'll find the names under 456.” Frobisher told Bridget.
“And what d'you want me to do?”
He handed her a beige folder and she opened it to find the black sheet of white paper inside. Eyes wide, she closed it again, and left to do what she had to do. Moving to her workstation, she quickly typed something, then left her desk again.
Lois nervously logged onto her own computer, under Bridget’s username and password. She was shocked to find an email, addressed to no one.
Subject Blank Page
To:
ORDER TO KILL
Colonel Michael Sanders (ret.d)
Ellen Hunt
Captain Andrew Staines
Captain Jack Harkness (active)
*
Jack zoomed into the hospital car park in a blue sports car and into a parking space, climbing out as Rupesh ran across the car park to meet him.
“I promise, we can zap these kid's memories so they won't remember a thing, no side effects.” Jack told him.
“But there's been another death.”
“Mr Chow Lee Jee, Chinese again. He came in with a nosebleed that wouldn't stop. Next thing you know, it's been diagnosed as a brain haemorrhage, he died at 16.25.” Rupesh told him, leading him into the mortuary, telling the other man in the room. “Sorry, he's with me. Dr Patanjali, A&E. We just need to check Mr Chow Lee Jee”
“Well, he hasn't gone missing.” Jack observed
“I can see that.”
“Need to run a toxicology scan. Not on the NHS, we've got much better equipment. Pupil's blown, that corresponds with a brain haemorrhage, though it could be induced artificially. No sign of trauma to the skin, apart from bruising, but that's ... Jack said, but before he could finish Rupesh pulled out a gun and shot him in the back.
Jack fell to the floor dead.
Shaking Rupesh yelled “Get them in. Seal off the area.”
Rupesh slumped against the wall as a lot of men in black clothes ran into the room, carrying lights and biohazard tape so they can seal the room, picking up Jack they lay him on the morgue table followed by a woman dressed much alike also in black.
“Who changed the plan? I spent months researching that. And they believed me! Perfect infiltration, I thought you wanted me inside Torchwood to see what they've got in there.” Rupesh asked her.
“Who killed the Chinese man?” She retorted.
“I did, I had to, it was perfect timing, he just fitted the story.”
“Then get off your high horse, yeah? Any sign yet?”
“Not so far. D'you think it's true? What they say about him?”
Jack let out a huge gasp as he came back to life, before he could even draw his second breath she shot him dead again.
“He was dead.” Rupesh said
“Now he's dead again. And we'll keep killing him till he's ready. Get him prepared.” Johnson replied.
“Yes, Ma'am.” A man in a hospital uniform replied.
“How the hell does he do it?” Rupesh asked.
“No-one knows. Theory would suggest it's connected to the Torchwood Hub. That Rift thing. Which makes the whole place a target.” She replied as they pushed Jack's shirt up.
“What changed the orders?”
“The children.”
With that she pulled out a laser saw and made an incision in Jack's belly.
*
A black Jeep pulled up outside the mental hospital, Clem sniffed the air worriedly and looked up into the camera above him before running and escaping out the back of the hospital.
*
“Everybody out! Put him back where he was.” Johnson ordered as she finished seal Jack back up.
“He's gonna wonder where I've gone. How are we gonna cover that?” Rupesh asked her.
“How d'you mean?”
“Well, he's gonna try and trace me.
“You're not disappearing.”
“Yeah, but I've got to, he's gonna...” Rupesh began before realising what she meant, then turned and ran from the room and down the corridor.
Stepping calmly out the room and holding her gun she shouted. “Sides”, aimed, fired and Rupesh fell down to the floor dead.
The soldiers carried Rupesh's body back to the morgue and place him beside Jack, leaving quickly, seconds before Jack gasped back into life again, turning over to find Rupesh dead beside him.
*
“Result! There was a Holly Tree Lodge just outside Arbroath. It's a hotel now, but, up until 1965, it was a state-run orphanage. And they had a Clement MacDonald!” Ianto said as Gwen walked into the hub.”
Paying Ianto no attention, Gwen walked straight past him and into the autopsy bay, getting out equipment as Ianto continued talking to her.
“He was taken into care, April 1965, after his mother died. No father on record. In November 1965, he was transferred, along with... Oh.”
Putting her hand on the flat bed scanner, Gwen tilted her head and stared at the projection of the wall of the autopsy bay, focusing on the red blip in her pelvic region.
“We need damage control at St Helen's. One body. Dr Rupesh Patanjali. Shot in the back.” Jack said as he walked through the cog door.
“What happened?” Ianto asked.
“I don't know. He was just left there right beside me. Like someone's gloating.”
“Did they kill you?”
“Yeah.”
Ianto moved forward and hugged him, whispering something in his ear as he kissed him on the neck before releasing him again.
“Maybe we're being targeted. Whether it was him or me, we should be careful, better tell Gwen.”
“She's back, she's in the lab.” Ianto told him.
“Gwen!” Jack called as he walked across the hub.
“Boy, have I had a day.” Jack said as he walked up to the railing above the bay and stopped dead at the sight of the projection. “Oh, my God. Is that...?”
Taking her hand off the scanner, Gwen just stared at the wall as Jack walked down the steps.
“How long?” Jack asked.
“Three weeks.” Gwen whispered.
“That's good, isn't it?” Jack replied as they looked at the wall again.
Gwen just looked at him like she was in shock.
“From where I'm standing it... looks good to me.” Jack said.
“Yeah. Bloody hell. It's brilliant!” Gwen said as they both broke into smiles.
“Ianto! We're having a baby!” Jack yelled out.
“Have you told Rhys?” Jack asked her.
“I've only just found out myself.”
“Oh, you told me before you told him, he is gonna love that.”
“Congratulations.” Ianto told her, smiling as Gwen stood looking at the image on the wall as if in shock.
“Would now be a good time to tell you I lost the car?” Ianto asked Jack.
“You did what?!”
“That is just bloody spectacular! But what about this place, and my job?” Gwen asked.
Jack put a reassuring hand on Gwen’s.
“We'll manage. We always do.”
The scanner scanned both their hands, causing a siren to go off loudly.
“What the hell is that?” Gwen asked.
“Oh, my God!” Jack exclaimed as a red blip appeared in the projection of him with the one of Gwen on the wall.
“There's a bomb. There's a bomb inside your stomach.” Ianto panicked.
“Get out.”
“No.” Gwen yelled at Jack.
“Both of you.”
“No.” Gwen told him again.
“Right now.”
“It has a blast radius of one mile.” Ianto told them.
“Right now, get out.” Jack ordered.
“Look, there must be something we can do. Look we can stop it. We can fix this OK, we can rip it out of you.” Gwen argued.
“I'm telling you, get out.”
“It's active. Two minutes.” Ianto replied.
“I can't just run Jack.” Gwen argued again.
“You're pregnant.”
Gwen stared at him, stepped back and then ran.
“LOCKDOWN” The automated voice of the hubs system announced.
“Ianto, you'll get locked inside.”
“TORCHWOOD LOCKDOWN” The system announced as the cog door closed solidly.
“Ianto, then you ...” Jack said as he grabbed Ianto and dragged him across the hub.
“There must be a way to override the mechanism.” Ianto yelled.
“For gods sake, get out!”
“They'll be nothing left of you, I can't leave. What would I do without you?”
“I can survive anything.” Jack argued with the vampire.
“Have you ever been blown apart before?”
“No, but ...”
“I'm not leaving, if you die, I die with you. I know the explosion would kill me, even a vampire can't survive that.”
“No, you're going. I won't let you die for me!”
Jack bundled Ianto onto the invisible lift, swinging him around and kissing him intensely before letting him go and pressing buttons on his wrist strap. As the lift rose they maintained eye contact for as long as possible.
“I'll come back, I always do.” Jack shouted and closed his eyes.
TORCHWOOD LOCKDOWN
TORCHWOOD LOCKDOWN
The explosion ripped through the hub, blowing it apart. Outside, Gwen was thrown to the ground as fire exploded from the Hub.
TBC
