Janto oneshots

Sometimes it takes a coma

Ianto disappeared from work one day. No one knew why, they assumed he went home. But he went to the hospital. He wasn't ill... well not exactly... not noticeably. Okay, maybe he was but he'd never tell anyone. He was there to have an operation... but there wasn't much hope of it succeeding. That's why ianto didn't tell the team, he doubted they cared but if they miraculously did care... he didn't want them to worry. In fact, there was a high chance he wouldn't make it out of the operation alive. He twiddled his thumbs anxiously as he waited to be taken into theatre. He had, had blood tests and all the necessary procedures done now was the wait... and that was when he decided to call jack. His phone rang for quite a while until it went to voice mail. Ianto sighed, perhaps it was better this way. "Jack..." he began...

Back at the hub jack was searching for ianto. He hadn't known when the Welshman left and to be honest it was worrying him. He cared a great deal about the youngest member of the team and now he had disappeared. "Tosh have you seen ianto?" He asked her as she worked on the computers. "Uhm no but your phone rang around an hour ago ... maybe it was him"
She suggested. Jack rushed over to his phone, sure enough there it was one missed call from ianto and one voicemail. "Jack" came the welshman's voice sounding slightly thick with emotion, jack's heart pounded with worry... why did ianto sound so sad and scared? He heard ianto take a shaky breath before he continued "I wasn't going to tell anyone ... but I think I ought to... ive been ill... I'm.. don't worry, work didn't affect it... I-it's ... genetic... I'm just... I'm having an operation to fix it and..." jack could've sworn ianto was crying slightly "they say there's a three percent... chance ... that I'm going to make it ... it's a bit less than what I would've hoped but... don't worry... I can take it... I hope... I'm leaving this ... In case ... in case I don't make it out so uh ... yeah" the voicemail ended. The world spun around jack... only one thought filled his mind. He needed to get to the hospital... he needed to get to ianto. "Owen you're in charge!" He announced as he rushed out of the hub his coat billowing behind him. "Wait.. where are you- oh well... he's gone" Owen grumbled.

Jack rushed through the hospital doors straight to reception. "I ... ianto jones ... is he ... okay?" He managed to gasp out to the receptionist. She typed into her computer agonisingly slowly, searching until she found what she was looking for "ah yes" she said "he's still in theatre at the moment it's a rather complicated operation... who are you to him?". "I'm his boss..." he began to tell her, frowning slightly... that didn't feel right ... he was more than that wasn't he? "But I'm also his boyfriend" he added... yes, that felt right. The woman looked up, seeming slightly apologetic "you can take a seat over there... I must warn you ... you must be prepared for him not to make it" she cautioned as jack nodded and made his way to a chair. Ianto had to be okay... didn't he? It was then that jack knew, just how much he needed ianto to be okay.

He waited for hours, and for once it wasn't an exaggeration. He leant his head against the wall, a sudden drowsiness overtaking him. It was then he realised that it was almost
Midnight ... how long had ianto been in surgery?! He suddenly shot bolt upright as a surgeon appeared and began murmuring to the receptionist. His blood ran cold when the surgeon approached him, was ianto okay? What had happened? "Are you here about ianto jones?" The surgeon asked, jack barely managed a nod. "Well... you'll be pleased to know he's okay... as in he's alive but... he's in a coma... we don't know for how long ... it could be a few hours it could be months... we think he may benefit if... you spoke to him... perhaps?" The surgeon suggested. Jack nodded.

He followed the surgeon into the room where Ianto lay. A lump rose in jack's throat as he looked onto the Welshman. He could be sleeping... or he could easily be dead... and it scared jack to even think of. He made his way across the room and took Ianto's hand in his. "Ianto... I ... I don't know if you can hear me.. they said to talk to you... I don't know if it's for your benefit or mine but ... I'll do it anyways. You ... youre the best person I think I've ever met... and ... you're everything I could have ever hoped for and more. It really hurts me to see you like this ianto... I really wish you would have told me about ... all this ... I could've helped you silly silly beautiful thing ... and I could've... just been there for you but ... that doesn't matter now. You're going to come out of this ianto, I know you are. We aren't going to get rid of you that easily... I mean it ... you're going to be okay. Because... because I love you... there ... I said it ... I called you my boyfriend earlier... you'd tease me for that... you really would ... but you can't and that hurts me ianto... it hurts so fucking bad you don't even know." He broken off from his speech as he began to sob. He sobbed himself to sleep in the very chair he sat in, not letting go of Ianto's hand for one minute. He woke at around eleven o'clock blinking in the bright lights and glancing at the man in the bed, his eyes filled with fresh tears as he remembered where he was. "Right ianto ... you're going to stop this.. right now ... I love you too much .. there I said it again. You need to wake up ianto ... I love you way too much and look I said it again... thats how much I mean it ianto ... please wake up I-I need you." He admitted bowing his head and letting the hot tears flow again, sobs shaking his body.

He missed it when Ianto's eyelids twitched as he responded to the sound of crying... the sound of ... jack crying. He blinked in the light and swallow attempting to muster up speech "don't cry ... please?" He managed to croak. Jack's head shot up his eyes bloodshot from crying and his hand clasping Ianto's even tighter. He held out a glass of water with a straw and ianto accepted it gratefully. Ianto opened his mouth to speak "d-do you really love me..." he muttered because... of course he heard jack, he always heard jack. Jack nodded teary eyed "yes ..." he admitted "yes I do". "Say it again" Ianto croaked "please so I really know it wasn't a dream". Jack huffed a small sad laugh "I love you ... Ianto jones" he told the Welshman seriously. Ianto's lips formed a small shy smile "I love you too... jack harkness".

They smiled at each other, suddenly safe in their own little world. Sometimes ... just sometimes ... it takes a coma to admit how you really feel.