An Injury to One - Chapter Six

[sariagray]

Title: An Injury to One
Author: sariagray 
Chapter: 6
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~500
Spoilers: Post CoE. Therefore, the whole series. Some Doctor Who - expect up to the 4th Season.
Warnings: Sadness. Character death, sorta.
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. Oh, but if it did….
Author’s Note: The remaining pieces of this story are going up tonight, because, well, otherwise they will never go up. RL is tracking me down and making me pay. There may be a sequel, but I'm not sure. I also may play around in this 'verse for a while. I have some ideas. That being said, let me know what you think so I know if it is worth continuing! :)

An Injury to One

Chapter Six

     Jack knew it was his fault the moment he saw the pooling blood. He knew that he should have pushed a little harder, knew that he would be hated for it, and knew that he would much rather be hated than alone…like this. He knelt down and reached hopefully, cradling Ianto’s head in his arms.
     “You’ll be fine, I promise” he murmured desperately. “Kara will stitch you back up in no time. Why didn’t I make you listen? You’re anchoring me, we’re tethered to each other, The Doctor said so and he–“
     “Too late,” he cut him off.
     “Don’t you dare even think that!”
     “Jack,” he whispered and opened his eyes. “I love you.”
     Jack took a steadying breath. “I love you, too. Always will.”  Always always always.
     “I won’t let you forget me.” He gave a little smile and gasped for breath.
     Jack leaned down and kissed hi.
     “No! No, please, it’s still not enough time!” He clutched the paling body to him and looked up, a tear running down his pain-contorted face. “Doctor, please! It’s not enough, not enough, never –”
    He sobbed.



     It felt strange, after the last time, to be lying in the same position, thinking the same thoughts. His eyelids were heavy and too insistent on their resistance to remain open, and so he closed them.
     He was curious what would happen next; if he would be relegated to darkness, if he would hear Jack’s voice, if he would come back. He’d only been himself for less than a year – he felt so young.
     He felt hands lifting his head and tears on his cheek that were hotter than his own. It took all of his strength, but he focused on Jack’s words, clinging to them like a lifeline. A lifeline that he knew would snap.
     “You’ll be fine, I promise” he murmured desperately. “Kara will stitch you back up in no time. Why didn’t I make you listen? You’re anchoring me, we’re tethered to each other, The Doctor said so and he –”
Ianto snapped the lifeline himself. The fall would be softer if he was prepared for it.
     “Too late.”
     “Don’t you dare even think that!”
     He wanted to laugh, to cry, to do something that would be meaningful and permanent and true. Instead he just said what he needed to.
     “Jack,” he whispered and opened his eyes. “I love you.”
     The heartbeat of silence was the most unbearable thing he had ever heard.
     “I love you, too. Always will.”
     “I won’t let you forget me,” he responded, trying to smile, hoping it was true. He looked into Jack’s eyes and saw so much emotion, he gasped.
     He felt Jack’s lips on his, tender and soft, and then the darkness came.

      Jack was shocked to find that the gnawing tug in his heart wasn’t pain, but love, and it was the most soothing, reassuring thing that he had ever felt.

Continue
Epilogue

Comments

[thebuttonontop.livejournal.com]

;alshjr1!!! my heart just shattered again.. heh, that was a bit like watching CoE all over again. damn. beautiful though. now i have to see how it ends.

[sariagray.livejournal.com]

*Nods* I tried to make it exactly like the Prologue. Well, not exactly, but formatted the same. Like time was going everywhere, but in those two moments, Time was living in the present. That sounds less sensible than I want it to lol