You're falling Ianto Jones, take my hand part 4

[morgia]

Title: You're falling Ianto Jones, take my hand - Part 4/5 +Epilogue
Pairing: Jack/Ianto 
Rating: NC-17, dark, angst
Spoilers: Not really, somewhere in season 2
Disclaimer: No, I don't know them
Summary: Torchwood always save the day, but maybe not this times...
Summary chapter: The puppet master wants to play a new game…
Notes:  Ok, this is not a Christmas tales, this prompt didn't want to leave me alone, so I wrote it. And no I'm not insane, I'm only a teach.
 

Beta: The fabulous, brilliant, amazing and so talented just_being_me08

 

Prologue  part one   part two    part three

You’re falling Ianto Jones, take my hand

 

Part four

A woman lies in a white bed. Beside her a man holds her hand softly, whispering soft words into her ear. He smiles to stop himself falling apart, his lover lying there in front of him, hovering between life and death.

“I don’t understand what happened…I will kill him. Ianto Jones is a dead man… I swear…” Declares Rhys angrily.

“Don’t Rhys, he wasn’t himself, and he wasn’t our Ianto. Something happened….I know him, he could never hurt his friends....” Says Tosh nervously, tears stinging in her eyes.

“Tell me what happened…I want to know what he did to her. Where was the famous captain Jack Harkness? Why he didn’t protect her? Why didn’t he save her?” Asks Rhys with a cold voice, looking at them furiously.

“We were weevil hunting. Gwen and Ianto were together inside an abandoned building. It was just an ordinary day. Then, Ianto asks for help, he said they were in danger. Jack was the first to go. I swear Rhys, Ianto isn’t himself, when Tosh and I found them; he shoved Tosh aside and tried to strangle me. He kidnapped Gwen and for hours we didn’t know where they were.” Says Owen without a looking at Rhys.

“But he tortured her, he shot her! How could he do that? She suffered for hours; I bet she begged him to stop, for it all to stop. My strong and beautiful Gwen crying alone with that monster…” Murmurs Rhys in anger.

In an instant Rhys stands up and pushes Owen to the wall beside them, his hands on his shoulders pushing him against the plaster.

“How could he do that? How could you let him do that?” Shouts Rhys into Owen’s face.

A hand rests on his shoulder, eyes looking softly at him. Then, he relaxes, Toshiko comforting him just by her definitive calm. He knows deep down inside, that they had done everything they could to save their teammate. His lover is safe in this hospital room. He’s with her, and everything will be all right. He will protect her. But, if only a part of the Torchwood team is secure now, somewhere in Cardiff another deadly game is just beginning.

 

Ianto’s body lies on the ground like dislocated puppet. Jack is by his side, fixed into a static position, standing as still as a statue. They are on a stage in an old and empty theater. Slowly the curtains go up, and the show can finally begin. Ianto’s eyes open, he stands up, but his body is leaning forward. With a series of jerky movements he stands completely. His visage is painted in white with red circles on the cheeks, exactly like an old wax doll, a fake smile smeared across the pale skin. Suddenly, a waltz melody plays out into the air. Ianto walks roughly forward to Jack and pulls him into an insane dance. Two bodies dance around on the stage, following the music’s cadence perfectly.

“Bravo! You are fabulous! Do you appreciate my new game Captain Jack Harkness?” Asks a loud voice in the parterre.

“Please Ianto, come back for me, stop…..” Pleads Jack to the impassive face of his lover.

“Oh, captain, you are so funny! Do you think that this is a fairy tale? He’s my toy now, not yours anymore!” Shouts the voice again.

The music plays faster, the dancers moving around more rapidly like leaves in the fierce wind.

“Ianto….” Whispers Jack.

A hysteric laugh resonates around the place and the music ends. The dancers stop moving, freezing in their tracks.

“Do you want to play captain?” Asks the man happily.

In Ianto’s hand a gun suddenly appears. Swiftly, his arm raises and points the gun at Jack. The man claps his hands in pleasure, a splendid smile spreading across his face as he anticipates the shot. But something is wrong, Ianto hesitates, the shot doesn’t sound.

“Do it my beautiful! Kill him!” Orders the man joyfully.

But Ianto doesn’t move, no emotion visible on his face. In an old and empty theater three men stand in the middle of a stage. Only one holds a gun.

Part five
TBC
Note 2: Ok,  this series is complete now. I had so much fun to write this and thank you very much for all the great comments you wrote. I have to return to work very soon with my real littles monsters (yup, working with teens.....) I hope you will enjoy the rest like you enjoyed the beginning.

 

 

Comments

[elanor12.livejournal.com]

Love it more and more!

Hope you had good holidays so far.

Je te souhaite une Bonne Année :D

[morgia.livejournal.com]

Merci ;)
I have great holidays, very, very calm and relax exaclty what I needed...

Bonne année à toi aussi! Je te souhaite une année 2009 remplit de bonheurs !!!!!

[put-that-away.livejournal.com]

ARGH!! I love it. I love it, I love it, I love it!!! It's so very brilliant and I just can't wait to see how you finish it. But I gotta say poor Ianto!! *huggles him* You're so mean him!

*huggggggggsssssssss*

Fliss
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[morgia.livejournal.com]

Hooo Fliss, you are my little candy that you take slowly because it's pure moment of happiness!!!
To be honest, this chapter its my favorite, the dance, Ianto moves and the puppet master are so creepy !!! But, I'm agree, poor baby Ianto...
Wrote the end tonight and send to my beta... after its work and no times to write....

Take care ma chère
Nadine
GROS CALINS ET BIG HUGS
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[put-that-away.livejournal.com]

Awwww, *Huggles you tight* You always say the most lovely things to me. You are the sweetest person :)

Yeah, this chapter was very creepy, that's one of the reasons I loved it so much!

EEEE!! I am so happy that the end is written and I can't wait until you post it. I am very, very excited to see how you finish it, although I'm a little sad that it's going to be over.

*Massive huuuuuugs*

Fliss
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[morgia.livejournal.com]

Naaaa its true, you always make me smile, you are so funny and dynamic ;)
But I'm so scared about the end, if its crap... if the end is boring???? Hooo, its very hard to write a series, because in one shot people like or not, and you know it already, but now... Ok, I have to trust me... lol
*Hug storm* (hummm, this one its a little bit weird...)
Nadine
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[put-that-away.livejournal.com]

Awww, well I am so very happy that I make you smile :)

THE END WILL BE AMAZING!!! ALL OF YOUR WRITING IS!!! Don't make me come over there and smack you on the head!!!

*Hug tornado*

Fliss
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[morgia.livejournal.com]

LOL The return of the smack on the head !!!!! Hooo, Fliss, do you know its because of you I began to write in English? Yep, you wrote you believe in me because my comment was always great to read and I thought, well why not, I'm gonna try. ;)

*Hugs super wave*
Nadine
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Thanks, I'm not in a good mood right now and your comment make me laugh a lot !

[put-that-away.livejournal.com]

Yes, as you once said, the smack on the head always lingers close by, so you better beware of it!!

Awwww, you started write in English because of me? *huggles you so tight* Well I am so glad that you have started to write in English, because your stories are amazing, and I just love them.

*Hug Bundle*

Fliss
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Aww, why are you not in a good mood? What's up hun? If you don't mind me asking that is. If you ever want to talk, feel free to message me :)

[morgia.livejournal.com]

Naaaa You know what ? This could be a very good scare movie: After "Who's afraid of the bad wolfe ?" Its could be "Who's afraid of the smack of the head?"

But its true, I was so surprised you tell me you believe in that give a reason to try. I was soooo afraid about your reaction... lol

*Hug bouquet*
Nadine
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[put-that-away.livejournal.com]

Ahahahaha! I love the idea of the horror movie! I think it would be very scary *trembles*

Awww, well I'm very honoured to have been the reason you started to write in English, but you had no need to worry about my response to your stuff! It's all brillaint! But I must admit, that I too get nervous about your reaction to some of the things I post!

*Hugzooka!*

Fliss
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[morgia.livejournal.com]

Yup, imagine a cold and terrified hand that moving slowly in the dark, alway ready to smack...

Naaaa really? You get nervous? Well, after I read Losing Ianto, I fallen in love with yours ideas and the way you write.

*Hugzooka*!!!!!! NAAAAAA what a wonderful word !!!
*Hug surprise box*
Nadine
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[put-that-away.livejournal.com]

*Shudder* Now that really is terrifying. I am going to have nightmares!!!

Yeah, I get really nervous!! Awww, I am so happy that you like Losing Ianto. I had no idea how people were going to respond to it, and so I am always so happy when somone says they enjoy it!

Yaaaaay for the word Hugzooka!!

*Hugtacular huggles*

Fliss

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[bardlover6.livejournal.com]

Ah! Now I'm sitting on the edge of my seat.

[morgia.livejournal.com]

Oh, take care not to fall...
I send the last part at my beta, more soon I hope ;) Thanks

[missthingsplace.livejournal.com]

Ok crikey ... can't wait for the final part!

[morgia.livejournal.com]

Thanks miss, more soon !

[wykling.livejournal.com]

*hangs on the screen*
*shudders*
whoa the puppetmaster is so creepy and the imaginary is so cool with them dancing around and all that and YES!!! Ianto fights it! WOOT for Ianto!

[morgia.livejournal.com]

Haaaa I love the dance too, I really this scene and so happy you enjoy! Wow tanks you so much for all your great comments!!!!

[wykling.livejournal.com]

lol it gives me the creeps when i imagine it *shudders*
aww you're welcome! *huggles you*

[buttononthetop.livejournal.com]

Oh no!! Mon Dieu, qu'est-ce qui est suivant?

*bites fingernails*

C'est très bon, ma chérie!

[morgia.livejournal.com]

Merci !!! ;)