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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 15



There was a concrete ceiling above him, Ianto realized, and he was warm and comfortable. That didn't make sense. He should be feeling nauseous, the ceiling should be painted white and his neck should be stiff. Because he'd been sleeping on the couch for days. It was closer to the bathroom.

His eyes slid closed again and he relaxed, deciding not to care. Maybe he was dreaming. Fingers brushed through his hair and he smiled. Lisa.


He opened his eyes again and stared at the man sitting beside him, looking worried and stroking his hair. He wasn't dreaming after all. What had happened?


A smile touched Jack's lips.

”Thank God,” he muttered.

”What happened?” Ianto asked. ”What am I doing in your bed?”

Jack grew serious.

”Listen to me, Ianto. You took Retcon. You have to tell me what is the last thing you remember.”

Ianto swallowed, panic settling in.

”Retcon? I don't remember taking ...”

”Sh!” Jack interrupted him. ”The last thing you remember.”

Ianto closed his eyes.

”I was … at home. Suspension. Getting sick all the time.”

”Okay,” Jack said. ”You lost a few weeks.” And he was glad that Ianto hadn't lost his memories around Lisa's death. He wouldn't have wanted to explain that to him.

”Weeks?” Ianto asked. Jack nodded. Ianto sat up slowly.

”Oi!” Jack cautioned him. ”I think you should rest.”

”I'm fine,” Ianto answered. He grimaced when a dull pain throbbed through his shoulder and noticed a bandage.

”Myfanwy,” Jack explained. ”Almost healed.”

”How long have I been sleeping?”

”Several hours,” Jack answered. Ianto got up slowly, then, suddenly, he gripped Jack's arm.

”What is it?” the captain asked, worried.

”Something's missing. Jack … I … my barriers … my mental barriers ...” Ianto's voice was shaking.

Jack put a hand on his shoulder.

”It's okay.”

”What happened?”

”I'll tell you in a bit,” Jack answered.

Ianto went into a corner of the room, crossing his arms protectively. Jack could understand the emotions running through Ianto's head. Jack was used to his mental barriers, he felt safe behind them. The thought of anyone being able to just waltz into his head scared him. And clearly, Ianto, too. People who had never learned how to build a mental line of defence couldn't imagine what it felt like to have it ripped away - it was like being naked in the middle of a battle-field.

Ianto closed his eyes and concentrated, then he stared at Jack helplessly.

”I can't raise them.” He made a distressed noise and pushed his back against the wall.

Jack joined Ianto in his corner and curled a hand around the nape of his neck.

”Sh!” he said and closed his eyes, touching his forehead to Ianto's. ”Let me.” He reached out to Ianto's mind and extended his own barriers. He was protecting Ianto's mind now, too. It wasn't perfect and it weakened Jack's own barriers but it would do for the time being.

Ianto's posture relaxed and he sighed deeply.

Jack smiled.

”That should do until you're strong enough to rebuild your own.”

Ianto nodded and looked up at him.

”Thank you.”


“Jack,” Tosh said and smiled fleetingly at Ianto who was sitting opposite Jack in the captain's office.

”You alright?” she asked.

”I think so,” he answered.

”What have you got?” Jack asked.

Tosh closed the door.

“I checked all the cameras and I couldn't find an un-authorized person in the Hub.”

Ianto rubbed his forehead.

“He used me?” he asked. Jack had explained everything to him by now.

Tosh nodded.

“There are blank spaces where video footage should be so someone deleted it. There are videos of you sitting at my computer, Ianto. You were the one who deleted that footage.”

Jack cleared his throat to gain back Tosh's undivided attention.

“What's missing?”

“Footage from the archives, the corridors and the med bay. I checked our security system. Everything. Nothing was brought in here, Jack. No booby traps or anything like that. I can't say if there's something missing in the archives but the armoury wasn't opened. Neither were the rooms where we keep dangerous technology.”

Jack let out a relieved breath.

“That's good news.”

Tosh nodded.

“But I did find something,” she said. “My systems detected it a few days ago.” She pushed past Jack to his computer and opened an analysis programme. “Here, have a look at that.”

Jack did.

“Okay … what am I looking at?”

She smiled.

“It's a small energy spike. Very small, that's why the alarm didn't go off. I didn't notice it. I only found it because I was looking for it.”

Ianto came around the desk and leaned over Jack's shoulder to look at the screen. He frowned.

“Jack,” he said.

The captain turned his head to look at him.

“What is it?”

“The date.” Ianto reached for the keyboard and closed the programme. Instead, he opened the CCTV and then a video.

Tosh was sitting at her desk, working. Ianto joined her and put a box on her desk.

Ianto paused the video.

“That's the day.”

“But it's the wrong time,” Tosh said. Ianto fast forwarded almost two hours and then hit Play.

Owen was sitting next to Tosh now, going through the box. Then, he took something.

Tosh hit Pause.

“5.21pm. That's the time the energy spike happened.”

“I had a look at that box,” Jack said. “There wasn't anything dangerous.”

“It's small,” Ianto said. “Maybe you just missed it.”

Jack stared at the screen. He zoomed closer to the object and rubbed his finger over his lower lip.

“No way,” he said. “I remember finding that thing. That was during the … a while ago. I found it and packed it into one of the boxes, intending to label it later on.”

“You forgot,” Ianto said drily. “How many of those artifacts did you just forget? Do you have any idea how much work I put into identifying them?”

“Funny. That's what our former archivist told me,” Jack grinned, then he frowned. “He died shortly after. We didn't hire someone to do it until you came along.”

“What is it?” Tosh asked to get the men back on topic.

“It's an aide. It helps you to manipulate people via mind control,” Jack explained. “It didn't activate when I found it, because ...” He hesitated. His team didn't know anything about his past and he intended to keep it that way. “Because I already knew how to do it,” he answered vaguely.

“It activated because Owen can't do it and he touched it,” Ianto added.

Jack nodded.

”Thing is, those stones establish a direct link with their users. If we destroy the stone, Owen will lose the ability to manipulate others. Problem is, he won't just hand it over. Once someone uses it, they develop a kind of addiction.”

Their eyes raised and found Owen at his desk, his head on his arms, sleeping. Then he suddenly jerked and got up, running towards the bathroom. Jack looked at his two team mates.

”Now listen to me. I know what we're going to do.”


The dimly lit corridors that led down to the archives … the way was getting longer … he ran.

Ianto stared at him surprise.

”Look what I found.”

In shock.

”Owen, you're scaring me.”

”Let me take a look into your mind.”

Ianto screamed, staring at Owen in horror. A rush, an incredible high. It hurt, but it felt so good at the same time.

”This is great. Great. Great.”

Owen gasped and woke. Nausea slammed into him and ran for the bathroom, ignoring Gwen's worried voice. He made it just so, heaving over the toilet, tears running down his face.

”Oh God!” He'd done it. He'd been the one. Ianto had never decided to take Retcon. Owen had made him do it. He'd even watched.

It had felt incredible to break those barriers, to break Ianto.

But it was wrong. So wrong.

He had to do it again. Now.

When he left the bathroom, Gwen was waiting in the corridor.

“Owen, are you alright?” she asked.

He nodded.


She followed him back to the main Hub.

“Are you ...” The question died on her lips as they entered the room. Jack was standing in front of the med bay, his Webley pointing at the doctor. Owen and Gwen stopped in their tracks and stared at him in surprise. Gwen asked, ”Jack, what's going on here?”

Jack ignored her and addressed Owen.

”Hand it over,” he said.

Owen tilted his head to the side. A cruel smile twisted his lips.


Jack swallowed.

”I will shoot you.”

”I don't think you will,” Owen answered. Gwen pointed her gun at Jack's head, manipulated by Owen. She walked towards him and pressed the weapon against his temple.

”Owen,” Jack said, ”you don't want to do this.”

Owen smiled and looked towards Jack's office.

”Ianto! Tosh! Come and join us, will you?” He looked back at Jack. ”Don't think that I can't feel your shields protecting them. I'm not that stupid. You had no idea that it was me, did you?”

Jack watched Ianto emerging from his office, then Tosh. Owen spoke but didn't look at them, ”If you move Gwen will kill Jack.”

Ianto swallowed and Tosh stepped closer to him. Her hand brushed the pocket of Ianto's sweatpants and he felt the syringe against his leg. While Owen had been in the bathroom, Tosh and Ianto had fetched two syringes with sedatives from the med bay. Ianto really hoped that Jack's plan would work.

Jack felt Owen push against his barriers and he saw Tosh sway. Ianto's hand on her back steadied her.

”You're incredibly strong,” Owen said.

Jack shrugged.

”You're not so bad yourself. Never received any training yet you managed to break into Ianto's mind. No, wait ...” He smiled. ”You had help.”

Owen pulled the stone from his jeans pocket.

”Neat, isn't it?”

”It's pretty cool,” Jack agreed. Owen made a step towards him and Jack tightened his hold around his Webley.

Owen stopped.

”It's going to be fun, breaking you I mean.” His mind was pushing against Jack's, looking for gaps in his barriers, not yet attacking, just scouting. He tilted his head.

”Your shields are so different.”

”Yeah,” Jack said. ”Don't expect me to get a psi shock, either. I'm way beyond that.”

”You're going to be a challenge,” Owen said. ”But I'll break you, piece by piece. I'm going to do Toshiko before you, you know. But I'll start with your lapdog.”

Ianto cried out and Jack felt Owen push against his shields with more force now. He squeezed his eyes shut for a second and ignored the way the Hub's lights seemed painfully bright all of a sudden. Jack heard Ianto fall to the ground and a pained whimper but he couldn't risk turning around to check on him. Keeping the shields raised was putting a strain on him. Owen was stronger than he'd anticipated and he was laughing.

”This feels great, Jack,” he said. The captain didn't even recognize the man standing in front him, so he fired. The bullet hit Owen's arm and he dropped the stone. Owen pressed a hand to his wound and the pressure against Jack's shields lessened.

Jack knew that Owen was too preoccupied with his wound to keep control of Gwen when there was a muffled scream behind Jack and then Gwen said, ”Oh God, what's happening?”

He turned around to her and wrenched the gun from her grip, then he pushed her towards Owen. He couldn't trust her and he couldn't risk losing any more of his shields to protect her. The small amount of time he'd needed to do that had been too much. When he turned back to face Owen, the doctor was already attacking him with his body and mind.

Jack dropped his gun when Owen's body slammed into his and then he was on the ground, wrestling with Owen while trying to push his mind away. He couldn't concentrate and he felt his control over the shields slipping through his fingers like sand.

”Tosh!” he called. She'd been crouching beside Ianto who was holding his head. Now, she got up, pulled the syringe from its hiding place in the back pocket of her jeans and charged towards Owen. She was stopped by Gwen who pushed her to the ground, now under Owen's control once again. Jack lost sight of her but it sounded like one hell of a fight. He tried to grab Owen's hands and succeeded in rolling them around so that Owen was on the ground.

”Jack!” Ianto called and Jack saw him staggering to his feet. Owen strengthened his attack and Ianto and Jack cried out. Ianto collapsed and Jack lost his grip on Owen. Before he knew it, he was lying on the ground and Owen hit him in the face repeatedly.

Then his hands closed around Jack's throat.

”I'll kill you,” he said. Jack grabbed his hands but he couldn't pry them away from his throat because the mental attack was too strong. Jack realized that Owen didn't seem to have any difficulties in controlling Gwen while he attacked Ianto and through him, Jack. God, he was so strong. One of the women cried out. Jack saw Ianto crawling towards him and Owen, the syringe in his hand, a desperate expression on his face. His vision began to swim out of focus and he realized that if he died now, Ianto and Tosh would lose his protection. There was the sound of something being crunched against the tiled floor, then shattering and Owen screamed. The attack on Jack's mind vanished suddenly and then Ianto was grabbing Owen and jamming the syringe into his thigh. Jack sat up and pulled Owen towards him when the doctor tried to kick Ianto but his strength lessened and he slumped in Jack's arms.

”Please,” he whispered. ”Help me.” Then he passed out. Jack looked at Tosh, who was standing next to an unconscious Gwen, the syringe in her hand. Broken glass was under her shoe and Jack realized that she had broken the stone.

”You alright?” Jack asked. She wiped blood from her lip and nodded. Ianto moaned and buried his face in his hands. Jack put a hand on his shoulder.


”It hurts.”

”It'll stop soon.”

Tosh knelt down beside him.

”Psi shock?”

Jack shook his head.

”I can't get psi shock. And it was me who was protecting you, so ...”

Tosh breathed a sigh of relief.

”Damn,” she whispered. ”Gwen's gonna hate me for that black eye I gave her.”

Chapter 17