Dreamscapes And Nightmares 35/?

[missthingsplace]

AU: When it all changes: Life, Love and Family in Torchwood.  
Title: Dreamscapes And Nightmares (Series 12)
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Andy, My OC's: Caden, Eloise, Dylan, Jenni, 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: Jack starts experiencing at first strange and confusing dreams which become interspursed with nightmares and he has no idea what is causing them or if they are connected ...
Spoilers: Probably not, but you never know ...
Warnings: Really? Do i have to?
Rating: NC17 for the series.

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

Jack fought back his natural instinct to panic and landed his vehicle as near to his home as possible, the area around him filled with the sounds of explosions, crying and screaming but it appeared that the aliens had moved on from the sector.

“Jack, where are you?” The Colonels voice came down his comm.

“Home,” Jack told him simply.

“What do you see, are your family okay?” his superior asked with concern.

“Devastation, lots of homes are ablaze and people are running about the streets like they're not sure what to do, some screaming and crying, others eerily quiet,” Jack told him, slowly walking towards his house, the fact that the front door was open worrying him. “I haven't seen my wife or baby yet, I'm just about to enter my house.”

“We're here if you need us Jack,” the Colonel told him and then cut the call.

“Thanks,” Jack murmured to himself, took a deep breath and slipped quietly through the door, only then noticing the long, deep scratch marks in it. “shit!”

The house was completely silent, Jack peered into the nearest room, the kitchen and finding it empty he ventured further into the house, his weapon in his hand ready for anything that might come at him out of the shadows.

The dining room was as empty as the kitchen, praying silently in his head Jack moved to the living room and spotted them the instant he stepped through the doorway into the room.

Jack froze at the sight before him, Megan laying in a pool of blood on the floor clutching their baby, clutching Victoria to her breast.

With a sob escaping his throat Jack took a few steps closer, dropping to his knees beside his family, the crimson blood soaking into his trousers as he stared at them in shock.

Reaching out with an unsteady hand Jack brushed a few stray, bloody strands off Megan's forehead, looking into her eyes and seeing the fear she must have felt when she realised there was no escaped.

Jack gulped back another sob, his eyes moving lower to the child, their child in her arms, the baby's mouth laying beside the now redundant nipple.

Unable to hold back his anguish any longer Jack let out a howl of emotional pain, his wife had been feeding their precious baby when they had been attacked, obviously without warning.

Slowly he reached out and felt for a pulse, not expecting to find one but hoping he was wrong as his fingers pressed to the brunettes neck.

Nothing. Jack snatched his fingers back and stared at the blood on them for a moment before wiping them down his trousers.

Jack's fingers reached out again for the deep wounds in his wife's body, tracing over them and knowing instinctively that they went deep into her body, killing her almost instantly.

He couldn't bear to think of how scared they must have been, Megan because of the aliens and Victoria, even so young sensing her mothers fear, he could hear them crying and screaming in his head.

Thinking her heard a noise Jack leapt to his feet as if it impinged on him that whoever, or whatever had done this was still in the house.

Grabbing the carving knife from the kitchen drawer Jack, it in one hand and his gun in the other, he moved quietly out the room, checking out the utility room as he a loud noise came from above startling him.

Jack ran through the house and up the stairs, straight towards the nursery and threw the door open, ducking down when a black shape flew straight at him, sighing with relief when he realised it had just been a bird trapped in the room and then dropped down to the floor, curling into a ball and began to sob.

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Ianto took a sip of the coffee he'd just brewed, let out a huge yawn and then made his way back down to Jack, his head was throbbing from lack of sleep but he knew he had to keep going for his husbands sake.

Nearing the old nursery he could hear sounds of whimpering, speeding his stride he was almost running when he entered the room to find Jack curled into a ball on the bed, sobbing and howling distraughtly.

The coffee mug tumbled from Ianto's hand, the contents spilling over the carpet unseen as Ianto rushed to his husbands side, Chloe entering the room barely seconds later.

“What's happened?” Chloe asked, checking the monitors and finding Jack's blood pressure rocketing.

“It must be another nightmare, worse than the last one,” Ianto replied, climbing onto the bed and pulling the Captain into his arms.

“You've got to try and calm him down or he's going to go into cardiac arrest,” Chloe replied. “his vitals are through the roof, if he doesn't wake up first.”

“Can't you give him another dose of the sedative?” Ianto asked her loudly over Jack's sobs, rocking him like a baby while his hand rubbed over his husbands back.

“It's too soon after the last one,” Chloe told him.

“If he wakes up now he could go into a coma,” Ianto argued.

“If I give him anymore of that sedative it could have the same effect,” Chloe replied, trying to keep calm for her friends sake. “we just need to try and calm him down.”

“What the fuck do you think I'm doing?” Ianto snapped, looked immediately sheepish and followed it with the quiet. “Sorry.”

“It's okay, I understand,” Chloe told him gently. “and I know he'll get through this.”

“I really don't want to have to resort to shooting him,” Ianto told her, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

“It won't come to that if I have anything to do with it,” Chloe told him. “I'll be back in a sec'.”

“Where are you going?” Ianto called after her.

“Hang on,” she called back, vanishing from the room.

Ianto held onto his husband even tighter, Jack was sobbing like it was the end of the world and there was nothing he could do but hold him.

TBC