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Jack's eyes widened and he reached over to poke Owen, who had his face buried in the lions neck. "Owen. Look."
Ianto, still and unresponsive as ever, had tears running down his face.
"He's...crying?" Jack could hear the surge of hope in Owen's voice.
"He's...there. It's something right? A sign he's still in there?"
Owen leaned down and kissed Ianto, running his hand though his hair. "We're here, Yan. Come back to us. Open those pretty eyes, and yell at me for calling you pretty."
Jack leaned down too, and wiped Ianto's tears away. "Please wake up... We miss you. We need you, Ianto. Come back to us sweetheart, we're right here."
---
Everyone gathered in Tosh's living room, Jack and Owen curled up on the couch, Tosh and Gwen taking the chairs. Jack lifted his arm letting his lover curl in tighter. It had been a fight to get him to even leave Ianto’s room.
So far it had been two days since Ianto had turned runner, and gone into his…coma. Owen had been up nearly the entire time tending to Ianto, and was exhausted.
"Alright," Jack said, when it looked like no one else was going to speak. "So here's what we have. Ianto's fever is down, but he's still out of it. There hasn't been any changes, or signs of him waking up so far."
"He cries." Gwen offered.
"But that's it. He doesn't move, or shift. Even his heart rate stays the same. I have an idea, but...well you might not like it." Jack told them.
The team looked at him expectantly.
Jack ran his free hand though his hair, taking a deep breath. "Alright, so..my plan is for you guys to leave, I take the shield off and try to go into Ianto's mind and-"
As he expected, they did not approve.
"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?!" Owen interrupted with a bellow, bolting up, away from his side to glare daggers as him.
Tosh and Gwen weren't taking it much better.
"Jack, that is the worst plan you've ever had, and that's saying something!" Gwen snapped, standing to glower down at him better.
"This is a terrible idea!" Tosh added.
Jack winced and rubbed at his ears, then glared back at his team. "Well do any of you have any other ideas? Anything better? At all? There's been no change. He's unresponsive, Owen's had to put in a IV to keep him hydrated. What else are we going to do? Let him stay a vegetable? Just let him wither and die?!"
Owen's breathing grew more shallow, his heart rate was spiking, and Jack could feel the tension rolling off him. "Jack, it's bad enough what's happening with Ianto, I can not handle something happening to you too!"
"Owen, I'm immortal. I came back the last time."
"Yeah, and what happens if he doesn't explode your head, just trap you in his mind with him, so I'm stuck with two comatose lovers?!"
Owen's breathing became more labored. Panic attack, Jack thought distantly.
Jack winced. "I- I don't think that's going to happen."
"And what if it does? You said it your self Jack. You're immortal." Tosh said quietly. Jack could see she didn't want to be the one playing devil's advocate, but felt he needed to hear this. "Think about it. Decades, centuries, thousands, millions, billions, of years as a ...vegetable. You want to be 'that old weird guy', we pass down to our kids, and their kids, and theirs, for the rest of life in the universe?"
"That's just going to have to be a risk I'm willing to take. I’ve always wanted to be an heirloom." The joke fell flat. Jack grabbed Owen's hand. "Owen, could you live with your self, could you live with me, if we don't do everything possible to help Ianto?"
Owen's breathing and heart rate got worse and Jack felt a stab of worry as he pulled Owen close and held him tightly.
"Jack...please don't- don't do this to me. Ianto wouldn't want you to risk it, and I can't lose both of you at the same time!"
"Owen don't be so negative. You won't lose either of us. I'm going to go in there, find him and bring him back to you. We're both going to be fine. All of us will be fine. Now breathe. Calm down."
Owen let out a noise, half laugh, half sob and buried his face in Jack's chest, taking several deep breaths. "Not like anything I can say will stop you, will it? You never listen to anyone once you've made up your mind!"
Jack held him tightly. "Owen...I don't want to do something you really hate, or something Ianto would hate, but- Owen it's Ianto!" Jack pulled Owen around and looked him in the eye. "If you were in my position would you do any different? If you thought you could help Ianto, or me, would you even hesitate to do so?"
Owen sighed and shook his head. "You know what the answer is. I wouldn't be able to not help you. If you really think this is the right decision..."
Jack glanced up startled, when Tosh appeared over them, holding out a glass of alcohol. He had been so focused on Owen he didn't even notice her leave and come back. He gave her a quick smile of thanks and took the glass, coaxing it into Owen's hand, and up to his mouth to get him to sip
"Oh sure, bribe me into complying with alcohol...you know my weaknesses." Owen said with a small laugh, and Jack was relieved his breathing and heart sounded closer to normal.
"Yup. That's me. Evil manipulator. Next thing you know I'll be getting you drunk to have my wicked way with you."
"Oh like you've ever had to work that hard to get me into bed...shower, chair, desk, wall..." Owen snorted a laugh at Tosh's expression then sobered. "So when are we gonna do this?"
"Soon. I'm thinking today. As soon as we can make sure no one is in the building, who might get hurt if anything goes...wrong."
Jack watched Owen closely, hearing focused intently on him as Owen took a few deep breaths holding each for a few seconds before letting it out.
Owen stared up at the ceiling for a few seconds then looked at Tosh and Gwen. "Can you two handle clearing the area? I want to stay with Jack and Ianto for as long as possible incase... " he trailed off, swallowing convulsively.
Tosh and Gwen nodded, faces serious, not any happier with this plan, but willing to support Jack and Owen when they needed it.
"Alright. So...lets get started." Jack said, standing, pulling Owen up with him.
They all looked at each other for a few seconds before Jack and Owen headed back into the bedroom with Ianto, and Gwen and Tosh set about clearing out the building.
Jack hoped he was making the right decision.
---
Owen allowed himself to be led over to Tosh's bed, and sat down next to Ianto. He sunk into Jack's arms letting out small sigh, breathing in his lover's scent. This could possibly be the last time he was ever with the two men he loved.
Owen turned in Jack's arms, and grabbed his head, letting his worry, anger and fear all translate into a savage kiss. If these were his last moments with Jack, he was going to take advantage of them, for all he was worth.
Jack made a startled noise, but kissed back. Owen ground his hips involuntarily against Jack's, making both of them groan.
"Owen... what-?" Jack managed to gasp out between kisses, even as Owen's hands started working on Jack's fly.
"I could lose you. I know you want me to be positive, but I could. I could lose you both, dammit! I just fucking need you, Jack!"
Jack kissed him again, hands dragging though Owen's hair, and down his neck and back, all the way down to his arse.
Owen started pulling Jack's shirt off and Jack hesitated, looking over at Ianto. "Owen..."
Owen looked over at Ianto too, and sighed slumping down on top of Jack. "You're right."
"I know we used to have a lot of sex while Ianto was pretty much in the same state in the bed next to us," Jack paused, giving Ianto a fond look, and Owen felt himself smile at the memories. "-but right now..."
Owen nodded and buried his face in Jack's neck.
Jack's arms came up around Owen holding him tightly. Owen snaked a hand out , pulling Ianto's limp hand over to rest on his chest, between their hearts, and let Jack hold him.
Ianto, still and unresponsive as ever, had tears running down his face.
"He's...crying?" Jack could hear the surge of hope in Owen's voice.
"He's...there. It's something right? A sign he's still in there?"
Owen leaned down and kissed Ianto, running his hand though his hair. "We're here, Yan. Come back to us. Open those pretty eyes, and yell at me for calling you pretty."
Jack leaned down too, and wiped Ianto's tears away. "Please wake up... We miss you. We need you, Ianto. Come back to us sweetheart, we're right here."
---
Everyone gathered in Tosh's living room, Jack and Owen curled up on the couch, Tosh and Gwen taking the chairs. Jack lifted his arm letting his lover curl in tighter. It had been a fight to get him to even leave Ianto’s room.
So far it had been two days since Ianto had turned runner, and gone into his…coma. Owen had been up nearly the entire time tending to Ianto, and was exhausted.
"Alright," Jack said, when it looked like no one else was going to speak. "So here's what we have. Ianto's fever is down, but he's still out of it. There hasn't been any changes, or signs of him waking up so far."
"He cries." Gwen offered.
"But that's it. He doesn't move, or shift. Even his heart rate stays the same. I have an idea, but...well you might not like it." Jack told them.
The team looked at him expectantly.
Jack ran his free hand though his hair, taking a deep breath. "Alright, so..my plan is for you guys to leave, I take the shield off and try to go into Ianto's mind and-"
As he expected, they did not approve.
"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?!" Owen interrupted with a bellow, bolting up, away from his side to glare daggers as him.
Tosh and Gwen weren't taking it much better.
"Jack, that is the worst plan you've ever had, and that's saying something!" Gwen snapped, standing to glower down at him better.
"This is a terrible idea!" Tosh added.
Jack winced and rubbed at his ears, then glared back at his team. "Well do any of you have any other ideas? Anything better? At all? There's been no change. He's unresponsive, Owen's had to put in a IV to keep him hydrated. What else are we going to do? Let him stay a vegetable? Just let him wither and die?!"
Owen's breathing grew more shallow, his heart rate was spiking, and Jack could feel the tension rolling off him. "Jack, it's bad enough what's happening with Ianto, I can not handle something happening to you too!"
"Owen, I'm immortal. I came back the last time."
"Yeah, and what happens if he doesn't explode your head, just trap you in his mind with him, so I'm stuck with two comatose lovers?!"
Owen's breathing became more labored. Panic attack, Jack thought distantly.
Jack winced. "I- I don't think that's going to happen."
"And what if it does? You said it your self Jack. You're immortal." Tosh said quietly. Jack could see she didn't want to be the one playing devil's advocate, but felt he needed to hear this. "Think about it. Decades, centuries, thousands, millions, billions, of years as a ...vegetable. You want to be 'that old weird guy', we pass down to our kids, and their kids, and theirs, for the rest of life in the universe?"
"That's just going to have to be a risk I'm willing to take. I’ve always wanted to be an heirloom." The joke fell flat. Jack grabbed Owen's hand. "Owen, could you live with your self, could you live with me, if we don't do everything possible to help Ianto?"
Owen's breathing and heart rate got worse and Jack felt a stab of worry as he pulled Owen close and held him tightly.
"Jack...please don't- don't do this to me. Ianto wouldn't want you to risk it, and I can't lose both of you at the same time!"
"Owen don't be so negative. You won't lose either of us. I'm going to go in there, find him and bring him back to you. We're both going to be fine. All of us will be fine. Now breathe. Calm down."
Owen let out a noise, half laugh, half sob and buried his face in Jack's chest, taking several deep breaths. "Not like anything I can say will stop you, will it? You never listen to anyone once you've made up your mind!"
Jack held him tightly. "Owen...I don't want to do something you really hate, or something Ianto would hate, but- Owen it's Ianto!" Jack pulled Owen around and looked him in the eye. "If you were in my position would you do any different? If you thought you could help Ianto, or me, would you even hesitate to do so?"
Owen sighed and shook his head. "You know what the answer is. I wouldn't be able to not help you. If you really think this is the right decision..."
Jack glanced up startled, when Tosh appeared over them, holding out a glass of alcohol. He had been so focused on Owen he didn't even notice her leave and come back. He gave her a quick smile of thanks and took the glass, coaxing it into Owen's hand, and up to his mouth to get him to sip
"Oh sure, bribe me into complying with alcohol...you know my weaknesses." Owen said with a small laugh, and Jack was relieved his breathing and heart sounded closer to normal.
"Yup. That's me. Evil manipulator. Next thing you know I'll be getting you drunk to have my wicked way with you."
"Oh like you've ever had to work that hard to get me into bed...shower, chair, desk, wall..." Owen snorted a laugh at Tosh's expression then sobered. "So when are we gonna do this?"
"Soon. I'm thinking today. As soon as we can make sure no one is in the building, who might get hurt if anything goes...wrong."
Jack watched Owen closely, hearing focused intently on him as Owen took a few deep breaths holding each for a few seconds before letting it out.
Owen stared up at the ceiling for a few seconds then looked at Tosh and Gwen. "Can you two handle clearing the area? I want to stay with Jack and Ianto for as long as possible incase... " he trailed off, swallowing convulsively.
Tosh and Gwen nodded, faces serious, not any happier with this plan, but willing to support Jack and Owen when they needed it.
"Alright. So...lets get started." Jack said, standing, pulling Owen up with him.
They all looked at each other for a few seconds before Jack and Owen headed back into the bedroom with Ianto, and Gwen and Tosh set about clearing out the building.
Jack hoped he was making the right decision.
---
Owen allowed himself to be led over to Tosh's bed, and sat down next to Ianto. He sunk into Jack's arms letting out small sigh, breathing in his lover's scent. This could possibly be the last time he was ever with the two men he loved.
Owen turned in Jack's arms, and grabbed his head, letting his worry, anger and fear all translate into a savage kiss. If these were his last moments with Jack, he was going to take advantage of them, for all he was worth.
Jack made a startled noise, but kissed back. Owen ground his hips involuntarily against Jack's, making both of them groan.
"Owen... what-?" Jack managed to gasp out between kisses, even as Owen's hands started working on Jack's fly.
"I could lose you. I know you want me to be positive, but I could. I could lose you both, dammit! I just fucking need you, Jack!"
Jack kissed him again, hands dragging though Owen's hair, and down his neck and back, all the way down to his arse.
Owen started pulling Jack's shirt off and Jack hesitated, looking over at Ianto. "Owen..."
Owen looked over at Ianto too, and sighed slumping down on top of Jack. "You're right."
"I know we used to have a lot of sex while Ianto was pretty much in the same state in the bed next to us," Jack paused, giving Ianto a fond look, and Owen felt himself smile at the memories. "-but right now..."
Owen nodded and buried his face in Jack's neck.
Jack's arms came up around Owen holding him tightly. Owen snaked a hand out , pulling Ianto's limp hand over to rest on his chest, between their hearts, and let Jack hold him.
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Date: Wednesday, November 18th, 2009 10:25 am (UTC)