Title: You Can't Run Forever, But You Can Try

Rating: Teen(for Jack and Ianto, well, together)
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Jack/Ianto, Gwen, Rhys, Rex, Esther, Oswald, the rest of the Miracle Day crew
Summary: Ianto is given a second chance, unfortunately all is not what it seems. He finds Jack, and they joyfully reunite, but will this reunion be short-lived, or something that will last forever?
Warning(s): Slash(obviously), Spoilers for Children of Earth and Miracle Day, some swearing
Author's Notes: Sorry for the INCREDIBLY long wait. But the chapter is here now.
Disclaimer: I don't own this. Trust me, if I did, a lot of things would not have happened.

Chapter 10-Trust No one

Ianto noticed right away when Jack started to look unwell. The former immortal's complexion was slowly turning ashy and a light sweat broke on his forehead.

Pain flashed across his face as Jack winced and leaned forward a little. Ianto decided that this would be a good time to start talking to him again.

"Jack?" he asked uncertainly. "Are you alright?"

The captain smiled painfully. "Just peachy. I think I may have a bit of a stomach bug though."

The Welshman looked at him disbelievingly. "Are you really going to tell me that, Jack? I'd like to say that I know you better than anyone else. And I know when you're lying. That's no ordinary stomach bug that you're feeling."

Jack laughed, then grimaced from the pain. "Can't get anything past you, can I, Ianto Jones? You always were a sharp one."

"Rex, get over here!" commanded Gwen.

The CIA agent was startled from the trance he was in. He all but leapt out of his chair, then turned to the prisoners.

"What do you want?" he rudely asked.

"The only mortal man on earth over here is feeling ill. Maybe you should see to that?" Ianto said disparagingly.

"Look, I'm no doctor, I don't know what you want me to do." replied Rex defensively, yet he still began to make his way over to the sickly captain.

"A bathroom would be nice," Jack commented weakly.

Rex rolled his eyes. "Fine," he said, grabbing the captain by his arm. "Let's go."

Jack stumbled down the aisle to the bathroom.

"You know, it'd be really ironic if you were airsick, being dressed up like a flying ace and all," Rex commented as he supported the sickly man to the bathroom.

As he opened the bathroom door, Jack all but fell into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror then groaned.

"I look like hell," he muttered. And Ianto didn't disagree. The captain's face was gray, along with his lips, and he looked a lot more than airsick. Jack voiced these concerns as he spoke.

"I don't like the timing of this," he said worriedly. "Somebody wanted to take out Torchwood, I told you."

Rex scoffed. "Look, I know the food's not too hot, but I doubt you were poisoned. People get sick, it happens."

"Maybe you're right," Jack said, short gasps coming from him. "Every bug in the world is probably after me. I haven't developed any resistance." He jerked a little, as if about to throw up. "I-I- never needed it," as he spoke, he turned to the toilet and threw up.

From his seat, Ianto could hear everything transpire. When he heard Jack throw up, he had had enough of sitting on the sidelines. He quickly jumped out of his chair and made his way to the bathroom.

"Hey, you can't be out of your seat!" exclaimed Agent Lin, as she rose to stop him. Ianto ignored her and continued to the bathroom. He would be damned if he let his lover suffer without him being there.

"Jack!" he exclaimed as he pushed past Rex. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I've been given every illness there ever was." groaned Jack. "Which is probably true."

"Mr. Jones, I have to ask you to get back in your seat."

Ianto turned to the female agent who had a firm grip placed on her shoulder.

"Well, I'm not going," replied Ianto firmly. "I'm not leaving Jack's side."

"Then you will have to switch with Mrs. Williams," stated Agent Lin.

"You're going to let the two gay boys sit next to each other? I really don't want to see that," Rex butted in.

Angrily, Ianto rounded on the rude CIA agent. "Right now, I really don't care what you want or don't want. Jack's clearly in a bad shape, and I refuse to leave him. You may not like our relationship, and that's your choice, but stop trying to separate us. We aren't going to flaunt it and in his condition, I doubt Jack's up to anything. So, if you'll excuse me, I'll be escorting my captain back to his seat after he finished emptying the contents of his stomach into the toilet bowl."

Rex raised his eyebrows, as if mildly impressed with the speech that Ianto had just boldly given. "Alright then," he nodded.

He turned to Jack, who was still in the bathroom. "Going to be done in there anytime soon?"

"Almost," Jack weakly replied. He retched one more time. "There," he said, standing up shakily. Ianto grabbed him by the shoulders to help him up.

"Thanks," the captain said, as he gave Ianto a sickly smile.

"Don't mention it," replied the Welshman as he guided Jack back to his seat. "You know I would do it any day."

Gwen was escorted to the seat where Ianto had been before, allowing her a good enough view of the captain.

"Have you got any medication?" she called to Danny. Although the flight attendant didn't answer, he did give a subtle nod implying that he would go check.

"Water would be good too," Ianto added, then he motioned with his head for Gwen to come closer. When she leaned in, he whispered. "Keep an eye on what's being poured. I'm not so sure that this is just an illness."

"Back to your seat," commanded Agent Lin. Gwen shot her a dirty look, but nodded to Ianto.

"I need to use the restroom," she said quickly.

Rex sighed. "You aren't going to start throwing up on us too, are you?"

"No," Gwen replied. "I really just have to use the restroom." She quickly got up and started to make her way across the plane. She made it to the restroom just in time to see the female flight attendant take out a harmless cup and pour a cup of water. Gwen ducked into the restroom, but before she closed the door, she gave Ianto a nod that the drink was indeed safe.

After Gwen emerged from the restroom a minute later and took her seat, Danny came back into the main cabin,

"I'm sorry," he said apologetically. "We didn't have time for a handover so there isn't any medication on board."

"Don't talk to the prisoners," Agent Lin recited exasperatedly.

"You gave him a drink," Gwen accused Danny. He turned to her. "What did you put in it?"

"Take it easy," Rex cautioned.

"Are you saying that I poisoned him?" Danny asked indignantly.

"He drinks, he's sick. If you did anything you better bloody tell me," Gwen replied threateningly.

"I didn't do anything!" Danny exclaimed, panicked. "She was with me the whole time," he gestured towards Agent Lin. "I didn't touch the drink, tell them!"

At those words, Ianto turned to Agent Lin. "What did you do?" he said, his voice dangerously low.

"Excuse me?" the agent protested. "What exactly are you accusing me of?"

"You know full well," replied Ianto. "Why exactly did you go up to 'supervise' Danny when he poured the drinks? Why would he need supervision? I know you slipped something in his drink." By the end he was nearly shouting.

"Ianto," rasped Jack. Ianto turned his glare to Jack, and he saw the pleading look in his eyes. His stone cold eyes gradually softened and he sat down next to Jack, grasping the captain's hands in his own as best as he good with cuffs on his wrists.

"You can't just accuse people left and right," said Agent Lin.

"Actually, he had good reason to," Gwen turned on the agent. "He's right. You didn't need to supervise anything. And it's either you or the gay steward, and I'm putting my money on you."

"I'm not gay," Danny replied testily, but no one paid attention.

"Just search, Rex, please," Gwen begged.

Rex sighed. "Oh, all right," he said, as he stood. "Give me your bag," he said, as he reached down to the seat where the small blue handbag lay

"You have got to be joking me," Agent Lin stood up in full indignation. "You can't-"

"Stay there," Rex commanded warningly as he began to search through her bag. Gwen and Ianto looked on in anticipation as the abrasive agent threw item after item out of the bag.

Finally, he came up with a bag of small pills, some blue, some white. Ianto's eyes widened.

"What did I tell you? Poison!" Gwen spoke furiously.

"Is that the first assumption you make when you find medicine in someone's handbag?" scoffed Agent Lin.

"If it's medicine, then you'll have no problem taking it," Gwen stated. Rex nodded in agreement.

"She's right," he said. "Take it." He opened the bag and offered her one of the small blue capsules.

"I'm not going to do that," said the female agent incredulously. "It's poison."

"You just said-" Rex protested.

"I said it was quite an assumption," explained Agent Lin. "I deal with a lot of agents. You never know when they might need poison."

Rex shrugged. "Well, if you didn't give him anything then there's no harm in telling us what kind of poison this is."

The agent looked at him, her face completely stoic. "That's what I thought," he said. Rex suddenly moved towards agent Lin.

"Get down-"
"Don't touch me!"

"Stay right there!"

A short scuffle ensued as Rex grabbed a pair of cuffs and forced one onto her wrist and the other to the airplane seat. Simultaneously, both Gwen and Ianto were ripping off their hand cuffs. Gwen and Ianto both moved towards the agent, but while Gwen stopped in the aisle, Ianto forced his way past Rex after grabbing the bag of pills. Heedless of Rex's protests', Ianto crouched in front of Agent Lin.

"You may not die, but that doesn't mean you can't feel pain," he said menacingly. "Whatever this is, I know that it's destroying Jack's body, and I know that if the same poison gets into your system, you will be hollowed out."

"You can't do that!" protested Rex as he tried to pull Ianto away. The Welshman spun around and jabbed Rex, directly on his wound. Rex didn't even have time to register what happened before the blinding pain overtook him and he crashed down onto the floor.

"I'm serious," Ianto turned back to the agent. "I will do anything and everything in my power to keep that man alive, and if that means I have to torture someone with the never-ending throes of death, than so be it. You will tell me."

Gwen shuddered slightly. She knew that Ianto could get like this, but she hadn't ever really seen this side of him, not even with Lisa. She knew that Ianto would do what he said he was going to do, so that's why she was really glad when Jack spoke up.

"Ianto," he rasped.

Ianto spun around, the anger melting from his face and being replaced by tenderness. "Jack?" he asked.

"Give it," he motioned to the pills. Ianto looked at him uncomprehendingly. "The pill." Jack explained. "I might be able to tell what it is."

"I think it might be faster if I-" Ianto began.

"Give me the pill," Jack interrupted.

Ianto sighed, then relented. He flashed the cuffed agent a dirty look as he dumped the pills into Jack's hand, then turned his attention right back to the ailing captain.

Jack buckled over in pain, and Gwen knelt by the seat, grabbing his arm for support. Ianto crouched beside him and put a comforting arm around Jack.

The captain examined the first pill quickly. "Cyanide," he stated painfully, them turned to Gwen. "Are my lips blue?"

"No," Gwen answered. "Just pale."

"I'm not in cyanosis then," Jack stated, breathing laboriously. He placed the blue pill aside and picked up a white pill.

"Ok, maybe this is, I had a boyfriend who took arsenic," Jack broke open the capsule and a fine gray powder spilled out. "It's got the same consistency," Jack nodded.

"You had a boyfriend that took arsenic?" Rex asked disbelievingly.

"Slovenian. Took arsenic f-for better skin," Jack stuttered.

"That was Peter, right?" Ianto asked, smiling. He had tried to learn not to be jealous of Jack's lovers and even had asked about some stories occasionally.

Jack laughed weakly. "That's the one. He did get quite upset when he found out I didn't do anything to my own skin and it managed to look this good."

"Wait, he took aresnic? I read about that. That was back in the 1800s." Rex stated, confused.

"That's not important," Gwen waved him off. She turned to Jack. "How do you cure arsenic poisoning?"

"I don't know," Jack weakly shook his head. "I don't know how."

It's a cliffhanger! Once again, I apologize for the wait. This is something that I can never get around to, no matter how much I try to focus on it. But I promise to make the updates as frequently as I can.