Suits and suspenders - janto teacher au

Transferred

Ianto woke with a jolt. Where was he? He thrashed wildly for a second before he realised. He wasn't in any danger. He wasn't on a cold floor, or tied up in a warehouse. He was laying, in his pyjamas... in his very own bed. In fact, he would have thought the whole thing had been a nightmare if it wasn't for the note sitting on his bedside table reading two words.

Sorry eyecandy

Ianto needed to go. Jack couldn't be out of the hospital yet. Really he couldn't ... he hadn't even woken up and... wait how long had ianto been out? He snatched his phone up sighing gratefully when he realised it had been only three hours since he had been at the hospital. His relief was short lived, however, when his eyes drifted to the date. He'd been out for two days?! No ... no this wasn't good. Surely John hadn't been able to get jack out of hospital though ... right?

Ianto rushed to his wardrobe, pulling on the first outfit he saw and rushed from the flat not caring that it was late. He needed to get to hospital. He needed to see jack. Or at the very least make sure jack was okay .... what had John told him. Had jack woken up without ianto there?

—— Two days previous, in the hospital ——

Jack blinked slowly as he came back to conciousness. "What happened?" He mumbled to anyone there. A figure shifted in the corner of the room "ianto?" Jack whispered hopefully. But as the figure came into view he could clearly see the man was much shorter and much more gaunt looking than ianto. The man spoke and instantly jack knew who it was. "Sorry jack... Ianto's not here" John informed him a little too softly. Jack glared daggers at him, "what have you done to him" he demanded. He knew how John could be, it was the reason he had run away from that life. John held his hands up in mock surrender as he looked down at jack laying in the bed, "I haven't done anything" he assured the american "Eyecandy left... said he don't have time for this ... imagine" John scoffed "some boyfriend he turned out to be, eh?". Jack tried to shake his head in disbelief but his head was still spinning from the drugs they had given him to numb the pain "no... no ianto wouldn't do that he... he... he asked me to move in with him... he loves me... at least ... he says he does". He felt John run a soothing hand over his bare arm "people say a lot of things but jack I came back for you ... I meant what I said ... I'm not people jack". John smiled at him as jack blinked hazily, jack wasn't sure what to believe. "They want to transfer you by the way jack" John added in the same soft tone "tomorrow".

—— Back to ianto in the present day ——

He rushed to his car, not caring when he scuffed his trainers on the tarmac. Jack had to be there. He couldn't not be. Although... John had said he had connections, hadn't he? He drove quicker than he ever had, ignoring the fact he was hitting the speed limit at every turn and in danger of skidding on the road. Ianto's hands shook as he botched the parking job, he sighed gratefully when he got it right on his second go. He rushed through the door only to be stopped by a kindly looking old woman. "Excuse me dear?" She questioned. Ianto turned towards her, forcing a smile onto his face "can i help you". She fumbled in her purse before pulling out a five pound note, "Do you have change for this?". Ianto hesitated a second. He was in a hurry and anyone would say no and move on... but ianto was an honest man and he knew for a fact he did have the change. "Yes... yes I do" he finally told her pleasantly changing up the money as fast as he could. Finally the woman pottered away and ianto made his way to the front desk. "Excuse me?" He bit his lip in worry "would I be able to visit ... jack harkness?". He watched impatiently as the woman searched her systems. "Oh I am sorry sir .... he got transferred yesterday" she told him regretfully. Ianto's heart leapt to his throat what had happened to jack? "Why?" He demanded "why did they transfer him ... That's bad isn't it? Is he okay?". Ianto was aware he was asking a lot all around once but he couldn't help it. The woman was typing again as ianto tapped the desk impatiently "I'm afraid it doesn't say why... but you can visit him in the hospital he's been transferred to" she wrote the name of the hospital onto a post it note and slid it towards him. Ianto stared at it incredulously "that's ... that's in London!" he exclaimed. The woman only nodded. Ianto let out a breath before turning to leave, thanking the woman anyway.
Ianto needed to get to London. Fast.

He barely gave himself time to rush home and find out the English money he kept just in case anywhere was open this late before he was back in his car and heading for London. He didn't want to type the address of the hospital into his sat-nav just yet: it would only add to his stress having it state instructions at him the whole way there. Ianto knew his way to London anyway. No he'd put the address in later when he entered the city.

His drive was long and uneventful as he swore his way through traffic and attempted to stay calm. After all ... he was in his way to see jack. There was nothing anyone could do about it. After all... jack hadn't been moved by John ... had he? No of course he hadn't. Ianto was just being paranoid. But ... what if? No.

He finally pulled up outside of the hospital, noticing that it was indeed extremely late. He didn't care. They had to let him see jack, they just had too.

"I'm sorry sir ... it's .... very much not visiting hours" a pair of rather bored looking young receptionists informed him simultaneously as they doodled on their notepads. Ianto reached the desk and spoke to one of them, a gaunt looking young man, "please ... it's my boyfriend jack harkness... I just found out he's here I need to see him" he explained desperately. The receptionist began to type "you can't be his boyfriend ... his fiancé has been staying here with him the whole time..." he informed ianto suspiciously as he checked his notes "May I ask your name?". Ianto frowned, "ianto jones" he told the receptionist... why did they need to know his name? The receptionist looked at him with undeniable dislike "yes... we were warned about you ... I'm afraid you can't see him and I'm going to have to ask you to leave please" he told ianto professionally. Ianto's eyes widened "no... no please there has to be some mistake I-". The other receptionist leant over, "Please leave sir or we'll have to call security" she chimed in.

Ianto turned and made his way to the door, feeling defeated: he had no choice... he had to leave. John finally had what he wanted. John had jack. And Ianto? Well, Ianto had nothing.

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A/N:

Sorry my upload schedule is a bit all over the place at the moment. I'm easing myself back into writing as I said before. I hope it's okay.