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Title: Memories
Story: The Storms of Change
Series: The Sentinels
Words: 1, 015



Ianto rested his head against the bar along the upper level of autopsy, unable to take his eyes off of Owen's body. It felt so wrong, being on the other side of this scene. He had the vague vision of Owen rising from the dead and shuddered. That was just what they needed, an immortal sarcastic doctor.

Martha was sitting in Owen's chair, staring off into nothing and Ianto didn't have to read minds to know what she or the other girls were thinking because he was thinking it too.

Jack was taking bastard to a new level and Ianto didn't know how he was suppose to handle it. He knew Jack was taking Owen's death hard but delaying the autopsy was just making things more difficult for all of them. He wasn't letting Owen go and though Ianto didn't want to appear as the bastard on this one, if Jack couldn't let Owen go, couldn't take the steps to do so and find comfort than where could their own relationship go?

Where was their relationship going, Ianto wondered. They were almost committed but Ianto didn't think they'd get there if they didn't say something about it. He didn't know if he was willing to risk laying his heart out for Jack, not when he didn't know if Jack felt at all the same. They had reached a point and Ianto just hoped they didn't fall apart.

Ianto shook his head. He shouldn't be thinking about Jack when it was Owen who wasn't coming back. Even though he was dead he deserved all their attention.

"He tried to give Myfanwy chocolate once," Ianto broke the silence. "She refused it."

Tosh let out a choked laugh, "I remember that. He was furious and though you'd somehow trained her against him."

"Probably did that all himself," Gwen muttered affectionately.

Ianto and Tosh nodded in agreement while Martha looked between them, "Tell me more," she said softly.

They looked between each other, wondering who was going to go first. It was Tosh who spoke, "On Gwen's first day she accidently released a sex starved gas. It possessed someone who we captured and Jack ordered us to stay away. Owen didn't and we found him in the cell completely naked."

"Oh!" Gwen exclaimed, "This one time we found a pair of baby cheetah people. Owen was the first one on the scene, the first one they saw so they decided Owen was going to be their 'mother' and followed him around until we found the real mother."

"It was adorable," Tosh added. "I saved the CCTV of them sleeping in the Hub. They were both curled up on his chest."

"One of them threw up on him," Gwen said with a laugh.

Ianto raised an eyebrow, this was the first time he'd heard about it.

"How'd he take it?" Martha asked though she sounded as if she probably already guessed.

"He tried to be angry," Gwen answered. "But he got such a big eyed sad look that he just couldn't be."

They fell silent, lost in their own memories of their friend. Ianto remembered back to when they'd first met. Owen had gotten himself intoxicated from an alien plant; the others just though it was a hangover. Ianto had served them coffee and Owen's reaction was to tell him he loved him and plant a heated but quick kiss on his lips before passing out.

Owen hadn't actually remembered the kiss but the CCTV footage had been enough to make them swear to never mention it again. It had been a good kiss, as it were, though Ianto hadn't thought about it since.

X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.

"I don't know if I should be relieved or jealous," Ianto told Jack as he stripped the other man of his bloody clothes.

Jack stood motionless, like a doll, letting Ianto have complete control. His coat had been spared any serious damages and would only need to be cleaned but the shirt was ruined, supporting large tears where weevil claws had attacked. The pants had a chance of being salvageable but Ianto wasn't giving it any hope. Jack probably wouldn't wear them again anyway.

"What do you mean?"

"The glove. You risked so much just to say good-bye, even if you didn't actually say it." Ianto replied s they entered the en suite bathroom.

Jack sighed, "I screwed up, and now Owen is a walking shell."

"You didn't know," Ianto argued softly, turning on the shower and stripping himself. "You could never have known and you can't blame yourself Jack."

Jack pulled them under the warm spray of the shower and kissed Ianto deeply, "I still caused this, and if I had thought of it then I would have found it to use when you were killed."

X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.

Ianto leaned back in Jack's chair as he though over how he could help. Jack was out chasing after Owen and probably wouldn't be back for a while. Tosh was on her computers, Gwen was completing some paperwork and Martha was running tests, trying to decipher the composition change of Owen's body. Ianto had nothing he really wanted to do except go over what he knew about alien technology to see if there was anything that could make Owen not-dead.

He thought better sitting in Jack's office. It made him feel like he was with Jack and save enough to let his guard down to concentrate on his thoughts. And the others never disturbed him because they never knew. He kept the lights off and the door closed and was never in there long enough for them to really notice, not that they would if he didn't want them to.

Owen's condition was so…unnatural though that he wasn't exactly sure how to fix it. No, fix wasn't the right word even if Owen's body was technically broken. He needed to be cured, his heart and lungs and other organs started again as well as the bullet hole healed. It would take some seriously advanced technology, he just needed to figure out what it was.

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