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The Newby - The Sequel!

Title:  The Newby - The Next Generation
Chapters: 22 A, B & C/23 + Epilogue
Word Count: How long is a piece of string? This chapter 2605

Author:  pinkpolyanthus
Rating: 17 overall
Pairing:  Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Daffyd/Saskia, Ben/Johnno, John Hart/Jack H (implied)
Spoilers/Disclaimers:  Torchwood belongs to the BBC and RTD - But the O/Cs belong to me and as RTD was doing such a shit job of looking after Ianto ... I officially adopt him!!


Summary:  Ianto has been kidnapped by John Hart ... but is it all that it appears to be?

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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO: Part A:

 

+ 20 HOURS:

 

 

River turned around when she heard the cog wheel of the main door opening; she had her hand ready on her gun and signalled the rest of the team to be ready just in case.

 

They need not have worried... one by one in came a very tired and some wounded team.  Andy was helping Johnno carry in Ben, who had a serious injury to his leg and groin area; they had managed to tourniquet it but the blood was starting to seep out again.

 

“Marsha, quick can you help him... please... I can’t lose him...” a frantic Johnno said.

 

As Marsha rushed forward, she quickly examined Ben.

 

“Don’t worry Johnno, Ben will be fine... I am not letting anything happen to him anytime soon... after all... I am looking forward to another wedding...” she laughed.

 

“What?” a shocked Johnno stuttered... “I mean, how did you know?  We only decided tonight...”

 

“Yes... about that...” Marsha said rather cautiously... “Well, next time... maybe you should make sure your comms units are switched off?  I mean we heard everything!”

 

“Everything?” Johnno gulped... “Every...thing?”

 

“Yes... everything...” Martha winked at him... Johnno started blushing...

 

Ben started groaning....  “Oh God No... you heard everything?”

 

Martha nodded at him...

 

“Can it be any worse?  Somebody kill me now!”

 

“Come off it guys... it was... really... really... I mean... really hot!”

 

Johnno sank to the floor with his hands over his face... shaking his head and dying of embarrassment!

 

He looked up at Martha and smirked...

 

“You know what?  Actually... yeah... it was very... hot! Now go and save my hot lover please and I will make us all some coffee!”

 

“Touch my coffee machine and you won’t have anything to be hot with!” said a voice as he came through the door.

 

“Ianto!” screamed Martha rushing over to hug him... “Are you OK... are you hurt?”

 

“No... I am fine, thank you...” rather overwhelmed at the hugging and kissing Martha was doing...

 

“Hey... hands off my husband if you don’t mind!” Jack shouted as he helped Daffyd... “The young one here needs your help... seems to have pulled a muscle trying to leap over a wall!”

 

Sassy came sauntering over... and in her best babying voice...

 

“Oh who is a poor lickle babykins then?  Who’s hurt their poor poor lickle muscle wuscle then?”

 

“Hilarious... just... hilarious... that’s it... make fun of me... me the hero... saving the day and all you can do is make fun... typical...” Daffyd moaned...

 

“You were the hero?” shouted Mickey... “Oh really?  What were the rest of us doing then?”

 

“No Mickey, be fair... Daffyd was the hero...” Jack started... “I mean it took his courage and forward thinking to leap over that wall and save the day didn’t it?”

 

“Courage?  Forward thinking?  No... he was a total twat ... if he had waited for backup we could have lifted him over the wall... but no... he has to go and do it all on his own... what are you?”

 

“TWAT!” all the team shouted...

 

“Thanks guys... knew I could depend on your support...” Daffyd groaned...

 

“Of course... when you think about it...” Andy said... “he wasn’t just a twat... he was a fucking moron... because if he had looked at the plans properly he would have seen 40 yards along... there was a ...”  Andy raised his hands to signal a joint reply...

 

“DOOR!” all the team shouted again...

 

“Oh... my poor lickle bunnywun... a twat AND a moron in one day... how you must have suffered...” Sassy ruffled Daffyd’s hair...

 

“Come on ... let’s get you to the Med Bay ... I will scan the muscle just to make sure it is nothing more serious and then give you some magic alien cream I picked up... you will be as good as new in next to no time...”

 

“Thank you Martha... at least someone is taking me seriously...”

 

“Of course I am... you poor lickle bunnywun...”

 

“Oh for fuck’s sake... you too?”

 

“Oh yeah!”

 

...

 

A short while later and the whole team were seated in the Board Room, hugging mugs of coffee and grabbing handfuls of sandwiches.  They hadn’t realised just how hungry they were.  Ianto appeared with more pots of coffee to keep them going.  Jack signalled for him to go and sit next to him and as soon as he was seated, he pulled up his chair right alongside him, winding his arm around Ianto’s waist tightly; he felt so good that Ianto was here with him.

 

The door opened and the Doctor, John Hart and a rather subdued Rassilon walked in.

 

“There is coffee here for you Hart and I have made you a special pot of tea Doctor,” Ianto said.

 

Rassilon looked at Ianto wondering if he was going to be fed.

 

 

“Yours is there!” Ianto said rather abruptly, pointing at a mug of coffee on the table by the side of him. 

 

“Sit down here!”  Rassilon obeyed and sat down quickly.  Ianto pushed the plate of sandwiches towards him...

 

“Eat!”  Rassilon slowly took a sandwich, eyeing its ingredients.

 

“Don’t worry, I haven’t poisoned them... took a lot of strength not to... but I managed...” Ianto said sarkily...

 

Rassilon looked towards the middle of the table and seeing the Kartz-Reimer module sitting there said...

 

“You got it then?”

 

“Yes... no thanks to you...” Jack spat out...

 

“I am sorry...” Rassilon said bowing his head...

 

“Don’t start... I told you before... sorry just doesn’t cut it!” Ianto said angrily...

 

“So... Doctor... do we have a plan?” asked Jack...

 

“Well... let’s go through the events of the day...” the Doctor said between sips of tea... it was so good he really didn’t want to speak...

 

“The events of the day?” Jack started... “Well let’s see...” looking straight at Rassilon... “My husband is kidnapped and murdered... oh and then comes back to life...”

 

“And me... don’t forget me...” Hart protested... “I was killed too you know... it wasn’t just the Eye Candy that died...”

 

Jack grabbed Ianto tightly as he felt him rising to the bait Hart was setting... Jack kissed the side of Ianto’s face...

 

“Yes you died too... and now you are immortal like me and Ianto... don’t remind me... stuck with you forever... but anyway... thank you... you saved my husband... so I will forever be grateful to you...” Jack said choking back his tears...

 

“Does that mean you will be forever in my debt?” Hart smirked...

 

“Don’t push it...” Jack shot back at him... “I said grateful... that’s all you get... so suck it up...”

 

As Hart’s expression rapidly changed to one of sexual predator, Ianto said...

 

“You couldn’t have picked a better phrase?  I mean seriously?  He doesn’t need any encouragement in that field... I can assure you... you try being dead and waking up in dead land to find his hands on your arse...”

 

“Dead land?” Jack chuckled, then realising what Ianto had said... “Wait... what... you had your hands on my husband’s ass?”  It was Ianto’s turn to hold down an angry Jack...

 

“I was just trying to wake him up... nothing more... don’t get your frillies in a twist...!”

 

“Right!” River said loudly... “When you children have finished... we have things to do...

 

Now let’s go through the events and where we are... and what our next move will be...”


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