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Beautiful Iris - part 2

May 10th, 2007 (09:48 am)

current mood: calm

Title: Beautiful Iris-
Part 2 – Alien Lego.
Author: Jo19844
Rating: all ratings… starting at about PG and going up to NC-17
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Tosh/OC, Tosh/Owen (sort of)
Summary: When a seemingly cut-and-dried incident calls out Torchwood early one morning not everything as it seems. Alien technology transmits a strange frequency signal and leads them into a trap of curiosity and an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar faces.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood... believe me... if i did Jack and Ianto would walk around in nothing but tight pants (and a tie for Ianto) The BBC own it. so as much as i love it i don't own it :( also the title don't belong to me lol Although i have some pretty characters i made up myself.
Spoilers : Up to episode 7, also slight spoiler (very tiny) from the book Border Princess
Leave me song nice juicy feedback 'cos it's myu birthday tomorrow and i'm old lol
Part 1: Cut and dried is here http://jo19844.livejournal.com/4527.html

Fic under pretty banner made by the tallented idle_myrmidon 

“What do you think it is?” Ianto asked, knitting his eyebrows together in concentration as he looked over Jack’s shoulder at the object.

“I don’t know,“ Jack said, holding the small spherical object in his hand and inspecting it. It was matt black in colour and cold to the touch, with deep ridges and purple lights that flickered on and off in what seemed to be a completely random fashion. “Any ideas Tosh?”

“Not really,” she sighed, taking it from him and inspecting it, turning it over and spying a small flat camouflaged button. Warily, she pressed it firmly and waited. All the purple lights went out and several green lights flashed in sync with a high pitched beep that quickened slightly when she turned. “It’s a tracking device.” She smiled with amazement, her eyes wide with wonder. “It’s tracking something!”

“Tracking what?”

“No idea,” Tosh sighed, continuing to walk past Jack; the beeps continued to get faster and louder. “Weevils, or some other life form? Of course it might be something completely different; other technology, radiation. There's a list of infinite possibilities to consider.”

“Alternatively,“ Owen interrupted, “it could just be a useless do-hickey.”

“I doubt it, when was the last time that someone was murdered for a useless do-hickey?”

“Murdered? Who said it was murder?” he asked, “I’m pretty sure it was just a standard Weevil attack.”

“I’m with Tosh on this one,” Ianto said as he pulled a chain off the other corpse and looked at the device identical to the one he had found earlier. “It seems a little bit odd that two people would get attacked by a weevil on the same night that they just happened to be carrying these things.”

“I don’t believe in coincides.” Jack looked thoughtful and took both devices, activating the second the way that Tosh had the first. “They have the same signal, that's enough for me to be suspicious.”

“Let me see them again?” Ianto asked, “they look a little familiar.”

“In the archive?” he asked.

“No, I don't think so,” Ianto said and Jack handed him the devices. “When I worked at Torchwood one we found a whole load of them once in the underground system, all transmitting the same frequency signal. It took us months to finally figure out what they did.”

“What is it then?” Gwen asked.

“Just what Tosh said; it’s a tracker.” He looked around at the hopeful eager eyes. “They track each other, all the devices track each other until they can be synchronised ; these two are already synchronised .”

“And they send off a frequency signal to the third tracking synchronisation device,” Tosh added, “that’s wonderful! Genius in fact.”

“Ianto; I love you!” Jack enthused, “you really are more that a pretty face and a nice pert ass.”

“I do my best.”

“Now, I say we follow this signal and see just where those two were heading,” Jack said, looking expectantly at Ianto. “lead the way Ianto.”

“Great, I do love a wild goose chase at three in morning,” Owen mumbled to himself as he followed the others down the alleyway.

They walked down the alley and followed the signals. The device led them trough several of the dark alleyways and towards a few large warehouse buildings. The lights on the contraption started to blink at a faster pace until, suddenly, they stopped.

Ianto looked at the building in front of him and then back to the device. Most of the windows were broken, and those of which weren't looked black with dirt. The brickwork seemed flimsy, as though it was in the process of falling down, and the roof was almost nonexistent. The wooden door was green, with old chipped paint and gaps between the two doors. Even the padlock looked old, and just like the hinges, was rusted into place.

“This is it,” Ianto said, “the signals continue in there.” The substandard wooden door looked as though it would fall open with one gust of wind and rattled dangerously in the strong breeze.

“Okay.” Jack walked up to the door and peeked through the cracks in the wood. “It's dead in there, but we don't want to take our chances. He pulled his Webley revolver from his holster, and with three firm kicks of his boot the door swung open.

The others filtered in behind him, lighting every corner with their torches an covering the exists with their guns.

“There's nothing here,” Gwen said, moving beside Jack as he walked through the dark room cautiously.

“There's always something.”

“It's empty!”

“Obviously not that empty.” Tosh pointed to the devices that Ianto was holding. “We have a signal.”

A familiar growl sounded from the darkness and Owen lit the area with his torch, illuminating a Weevil who turned before disappearing. “Not empty,” he said, “not even a little bit.”

“You and Gwen take care of the Weevil, we'll go after the signal.”

Toshiko watched Gwen and Owen go before turning to Jack, glaring.

“What?” he asked.

“Do you really think it's wise to send those two off alone?”

“It's one Weevil, Owen and Gwen can take care of one Weevil by themselves. We need to concentrate on the job at hand.” Jack said, turning to Ianto who was looking down at the device. The lights had started slowly blinking again and when he turned to face the opening of a long corridor they started to flash erratically. “Ianto, what's happening with that signal?”

“That way.” Ianto gestured to the corridor. “It seems pretty strong.”

“Then that's the way we go,” Jack said, shining his torch into the darkness, “cozy.”

“Oh, God, that's disgusting!” Owen complained, wiping the bottom of his foot on the wall, trying to knock off the layer of Weevil shit. “What the hell do these things eat?”

“Stop moaning.”

“It's past three in the morning, I haven't had my coffee and I jut stepped into Weevil crap, so excuse me if I'm not perky enough for you.”

“I'm not asking you to be perky,” Gwen said, “just a little more tolerable.”

“Hey, I'm as tolerable as the next guy, but I'm tired and I need my coffee.”

“Stop going on about your damn coffee we're all tired.” Gwen focused her torch onto the ground and groaned; the trail had gone cold. “We're all run into the ground, but we have to get on with it until it quietens down.”

“You really don't get it do you?” he said, “this is Torchwood, things don't quieten down.”

“Any Weevils yet?” Jack's voice filtered into Owen's ear piece.

“Nope, no wild gooses either,” Owen said, “fuck all really. Can we go home yet?”

“Not yet, we're still chasing this signal.”

“Well hurry up, we need caffeine. A lot of it.”

“Ianto promises industrial strength,” Jack said with a chuckle deep in his throat, “as always the man's mind is on coffee and don't we just love him for it.”

“I need it so much right now I'd probably shag him for it.”

Suddenly, Ianto's voice came over the system. “As if would let you, you're not my type.”

“If you need any help with the Weevil just let me know and I'll send Ianto down for some backup,” Jack said.

“Don't you dare,” the Welshman interrupted again, “he wants to shag me, I'm more scared of him than I am of the Weevil.”

Ianto and Tosh led Jack into a large room, it was odorous and damp, and the remaining wooden debris in the floor from old broken window frames was rotting. The sound of scuttling rats made them squirm as they felt the vermin moved around their feet, their tails dragging against their ankles.

“This place gives me the creeps,” Tosh said, moving closer to Ianto and bumping into him.

“The term infestation comes to mind,” he said, putting his hand on the small of her back, guiding her towards the direction of the signal. “You would think they would knock it down before it falls down.”

“As long as it keeps standing whilst I'm in it, I really don't care.” Toshiko glanced over at the device that Ianto was holding and then back to her own. “The signal is getting stronger.”

They walked a little further and stopped.

“It's here,” Ianto said.

Toshiko looked at the two devices side-by-side, focusing on the lights as they ceased blinking.

“Theres nothing here,” Jack said, shining his torch around the bare room, concentrating on a few rats gnawing on something in the corner. “Unless you want to count Roland and his friends.”

“It has to be here.” Ianto looked around the room,. “The signal leads us right to this spot, it has to be here.”

“But it's not, theres nothing,”

“Unless it's hidden,” Toshiko said. She looked down at the ground and crouched down, shooing the rats away with the head of her torch. “It could be camouflaged.” She ran her fingers over the ground and rested them on a slightly raised patch, picking something up.

“Is that it?” Ianto asked, shining light onto it as she stood to face them.

“I think so.”

“It doesn't look the same.” Jack took it and turned it over, dusting it off and inspecting it.

There was no denying that it was alien, but it didn't look like the others; where the first two devices were round in shape, this was square, and it was warm to the touch instead of cold like the others. The ridges were shallow, instead of deep, and the display showed no lights at all. He ran his fingers over the flat buttons and gazed up at Toshiko and Ianto who looked a little nervous. He pushed the button in the centre of the device and jumped a little when it started to change shape, morphing from square to oblong with rounded edges. Another button appeared in the centre of a flashing green light.

“That's a little unusual,” Tosh said.

“Intriguing though, don't you think?” Jack pressed the new button and watched as two panels slid away, revealing two square holes. “Is that it?” he asked.

“Maybe the other two devices slot into it.” Ianto looked at the two other consoles, ran his fingers over the buttons and pressed them firmly. Two square tabs jolted out from the bottom of each device and Jack glared at them curiously.

“I wonder what they do.” Jack took them, slotting the tabs into the holes and waited for a moment. “Maybe it's alien Lego,” he chuckled.

“Don't say that, I remember alien sudoku,” Tosh said, “remember that?”

“Ahh, the Amok,” Ianto reminisced, “that's something I would rather sooner forget.

“Well it doesn't seem to do anything.” Jack looked at it again, focusing on one of the devices; it seemed to be melting. “It's melting.”

Suddenly, the three devices started to burn and Jack let it fall from his hand, watching them as they merged into one object. A bright beam of white light shot out and hit the ceiling before engulfing the room, sucking in everything in sight.


Posted by: diablo_dancer (diablo_dancer)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 11:39 am (UTC)
Gwen EoD

Great chapter! Loved the reference to the books.

Posted by: ladyharkness (ladyharkness)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 02:01 pm (UTC)

Thanks for letting me know this was up :)
This was great and you totally won me over when you used the word "do-hicky" I love that word. Oh and great canon ref with the amok :)

Looking forward to more

Posted by: geordie_star (geordie_star)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 02:16 pm (UTC)

FANTASTIC! Chapter. Loved the references to the book, and I'm in fits of giggles with the Owen/Ianto talk! I can tell this is going to be a GREAT fic!

Oh... and I LOVE the picture at the top!

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 02:29 pm (UTC)

Hi, I've been lurking for a while. My name's Angela, and I'm American. I really like your stories. I'm reading Border Princes right now. My question is: who the hell is James Mayer?

Posted by: Lii (totallyflexible)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 02:36 pm (UTC)

Random OC- way too Gary-Stu for my liking but...

Jo- Brilliant as always! Can't wait for the next part.

Posted by: jo19844 (jo19844)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 03:15 pm (UTC)

the OC's kinda needed in this fic... *is now worried pple wont read it*

Posted by: Lii (totallyflexible)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 03:49 pm (UTC)

I'm still gonna read- I for one want to see him used properly. I'm pretty certain you've done a few OCs I like, but I could be imagining that.

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 02:49 pm (UTC)
James Mayer

Lovely fic! More soon, please?

In response to Angela's question, an answer can be found here:


But I'd suggest you din't read it, Angela, if you haven't finished Border Princes yet ;)

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 04:35 pm (UTC)
Re: James Mayer

Thanks! I HAD to look though. It was driving me crazy!

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Posted by: jo19844 (jo19844)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 02:59 pm (UTC)

lol i hated it too lol. worst by far! but a cannon ref is a cannon reff. lol

Posted by: crowson75 (crowson75)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 04:08 pm (UTC)

Marvellous! Can't wait for the next bit. Oh, and Happy Birthday for tomorrow!

Posted by: idle_myrmidon (idle_myrmidon)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 05:31 pm (UTC)

Great chapter, I loved Owen and Gwen bitching at each other! Really looking forward to the next part.

On a side note... Weeeeeeee! You used my picture! I did a second version but I guess you prefer the original. Anyway, thank you for using it!

Back to the point, I love the fic, more soon?

Posted by: jo19844 (jo19844)
Posted at: May 10th, 2007 05:55 pm (UTC)

i liked them both, but i saved this version before i saw thw other

Posted by: JenyTheyScreamed (atheneunknown)
Posted at: May 11th, 2007 07:15 am (UTC)

Nice story, beautiful art work.

I want more of this story soon.

oh, and before i forget...





Posted by: jo19844 (jo19844)
Posted at: May 11th, 2007 08:21 am (UTC)

AWWW jen i wuv woooo (hugs... gropes bottom publically hehe)

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