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The Enemy Within

Word Count: 41.485
Summary: Following Ianto's betrayal, Jack thinks that the team may be broken for good. He tries to heal the mental wounds while being unable to quite forgive Ianto himself. When the team is faced with a threat using mental powers to gain access to Torchwood, none of them realize that the enemy is already among them.
Characters: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Owen Harper, Toshiko Sato, Gwen Cooper, Rhys Williams, Myfanwy, OCs
Pairing: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Tosh/OC, Owen/OC
Rating: PG-13
Spoiler: Day One, Cyberwoman
Setting: after Cyberwoman
Warnings: Language, really short dub-con (kissing) but nothing beyond the boundaries of the show
Disclaimer: I’m not making money with this fanfic. The tv-show Torchwood and the characters appearing within it belong to their producers and creators. Any similarities to living or dead persons are purely coincidental and not intended.

Chapter 3



Owen stretched out on couch in the main Hub and looked at his watch. Time to go home – finally. Gwen asking Tosh if she wanted to have a girls' night out reminded Owen of the kiss he'd shared with the newest Torchwood member. Since the kiss, there was this unresolved sexual tension between him and Gwen, Owen was sure of it. Gwen was all smiles when talking about her boyfriend but, sometimes, it seemed a bit forced.

Gwen giggled at something Tosh had said and grabbed her handbag from under her desk. She hadn't been with Torchwood for long yet. Until now, she'd been little Ms. Perfect, Jack's new protegée, but they all had something to hide, it was almost some kind of job requirement. Owen hid his past, not wanting anyone to know that he’d once had a fiancée. Too many questions would be heading his way. Why was he being such an asshole then, if he’d been well on his way to get married once? And what had happened to her? Only Jack knew and the captain wasn’t the kind of guy to gossip about stuff like that. Tosh … Owen couldn’t figure out what she was hiding, but there was something lurking in the dark. Jack knew about it, of that Owen was sure. And he … Jack hid so many things that it was impossible to count them. He was a puzzle that no one could solve. Owen wasn’t sure if maybe Jack was unable to solve it as well. And Ianto had hidden his cybergirlfriend, his secret was out, but maybe he had a new one already. Maybe he and Jack were shagging again after all.

Owen wasn’t homophobic. Far from it, actually. When the opportunity arose he was able to swing both ways though he preferred women. He just thought that it was wrong for Jack to get wrapped up with Ianto. It was bad for the team’s dynamic and it was so pathetic on Ianto’s part, confirming what Owen had thought of him from the very first day: stalking Jack for a job, pathetic; not going out in the field, pathetic; cleaning up after them and doing everything he could to make their day less stressful, pathetic, but useful.

Gwen and Tosh called out their goodbye’s and were gone. Owen sighed deeply. Ianto shouldn’t get involved with Jack. He wasn’t a bad-looking bloke, he could find a new girlfriend in no time if he would only drop his sad face for once and smile. Maybe a girlfriend was exactly what he needed. Someone to come home to, to take his mind of things. He should take Ianto to a pub, Owen decided. Help him find a girl. Or a boy, Owen wasn’t picky. Jack would be happy, too, since Owen was spending time with Ianto and making an effort.

”Ianto!” Owen called. He didn’t know whether the tea boy was in the main Hub but he was far too comfortable on the couch to move.

”Six cups are enough don’t you think?!” Ianto’s voice floated to him from above. From the hothouse.

”I’m not asking for coffee! You want to go out with me?!”

Jack walked past him.

”You’re not his type.” He slapped Owen with a folder playfully.

”Don’t you worry, Harkness, I don’t wanna get into his pants. He's all yours.”

Jack ignored the hint like he always did. That's why Tosh didn't believe Owen's theory that Jack and Ianto were going at it after office hours. They were as discreet as hell.

”I can’t!” Ianto’s voice echoed down the stairs. ”I have things to do!”

Owen growled in frustration.

”Like what?!”

”Watering the plants, feeding the Weevils, looking after Myfanwy …”

”Oh, c’mon, tea boy!”

Ianto's steps echoed on the metal, nearing the stairs.

”I really don’t want to! I’m not in the mood!”

Owen rolled his eyes and rubbed his aching forehead. Ianto took the stairs.

”Another time?!”

”As if,” Owen muttered. ”C’mon, Ianto!”

Jack walked back to his office, minus the folder.

”Don’t beg. He doesn’t like that.”

”You would know,” Owen shot back. Damn it, how could he get Ianto to come with him?

There was the noise of something tumbling down the metal stairs and Jack and Owen looked at each other in alarm, before rushing towards the source of the sound. Jack running ahead.


They found him lying on his stomach at the foot of the stairs, unconscious. Jack kneeled next to him and put a hand on his back, trying to get a good look at his face.

”My God,” he breathed.

Owen checked Ianto’s pulse.

”Stable.” He performed a short check, looking for broken bones. ”Nothing. He didn’t fall that far.”

”Has that got something to do with his exhaustion?”

Owen nodded.

”Maybe,” he had a closer look at Ianto’s head, ”but he didn’t hit his head. Not as far as I can tell. I don’t know why he’s unconscious.”

Ianto carefully opened his eyes.

”’m not,” he mumbled. ”Ouch!”

”Don’t move,” Owen said. ”What hurts?”

”My head. Headache.”

Jack helped Ianto to sit up and then left to get a glass of water. Owen looked at Ianto's pupils.

”Dizzy again?”

”Dizzy. And headache. And then suddenly … I don’t know.” Ianto frowned.

Owen asked, ”What?”

”Something’s not quite right,” Ianto answered. ”Something strange is going on.” He rubbed his forehead.

Owen rolled his eyes.

”Okay, I think you might have hit your head after all. What’s the last you remember?”

Ianto shrugged and took the glass that Jack was handing him with a grateful smile. He sipped and answered, ”You asking me to go to the pub with you. Then … I'm not sure. It almost felt like ...”

Owen frowned.


Ianto shook his head. Owen looked at Jack. Jack raised an eyebrow.

”Yeah, you’re not going home tonight.”

Ianto looked up at him, puzzled.

”You’re staying here where I can keep an eye on you. You’re going to sleep. Eight hours at the least.”

Owen nodded his consent.

”I’ll see if I can find you something to help you sleep.” He headed for the med bay.

Jack leaned closer to Ianto and said softly, ”As soon as he’s gone, we’re having a talk.”

Ianto swallowed, unsure as to what Jack would want to talk about, but he nodded.

”Yes, sir.”


Owen supposed that he could take a shower and go out. But he was tired and not really in the mood for clubbing, so he fell into his armchair and turned on the television. Rain was battering his large windows, making the thought of going out even more unappealing. When he shifted his position to get more comfortable, something dug into his thigh. He shoved a hand into his jeans pocket and got out the stone.

”Damn!” He'd forgotten to put it back. Well, Tosh didn't seem to have missed it. Owen muted the tv and got more comfortable, looking at the stone curiously. What was it for?

He frowned. It looked like something IKEA would sell in the decoration department but it had to be alien. Maybe he could ask Tosh to take a look at it tomorrow.

No, he wouldn't. Owen closed his hand around the smooth, cool surface. He would just check it out himself when the others were gone, he just had to get Jack out of the Hub, too. Then he would be free to do whatever he wanted. He smiled, that sounded like a plan. He put the stone on the small table next to the chair and got up to take a shower.

While he was standing under the hot water, his thoughts returned to the stone.

Why was he being so secretive, anyway?

He could just tell Jack that he wanted to take a look at it. The captain would let him. Jack liked his team to work independently. He wanted them to enjoy their projects. Tomorrow, he would go to Jack and tell him about the stone (well, not about the fact that he'd taken it home with him - that would be suicide) and that he wanted to examine it closer.

When Owen sat down on his chair half an hour later with a plate of microwaved take-out and a beer, his eyes caught the stone lying innocently on the table. Owen shook his head. No, he couldn't tell the others. He didn't know why but a little voice told him that he should keep the device - whatever it was – a secret for now.

Chapter 5


( 3 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 16th, 2010 03:37 am (UTC)
I'm loving this story. I get the feeling Ianto is collapsing not from exhaustion, but from something related to the stone. You've written all the characters so well. I love how the plot and setting so far have focused on just the characters in the Hub, and captured their interactions with each other. You've woven in Tosh's history really well. Wonderful story!
Oct. 16th, 2010 11:20 am (UTC)
Thank you. :) And you're absolutely right concerning Ianto and the stone.
Dec. 11th, 2010 03:23 pm (UTC)
it is twice as Ianto collapses! and, just as Owen think of him ...
Owen who still has the stone
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