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When; Thursday 5th December, in the evening.
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Gwen Cooper Williams (

protect_them) and Ianto Jones (

king_coffee)
Summary; Gwen and Ianto head Underground to help their Captain.
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Underground was getting to be a familiar place, Ianto decided as he reached the way in, knowing that if Gwen wasn't there, then she would be there very shortly.

He knew that he couldn't let worry for Jack get in the way of this. He and Gwen, would do this, successfully, and then they'd enlist Martha's, or the Doctor's, or anyone's help in getting the antidote. Then, and only then could Ianto give in to his worries.

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Continuing down the tunnels, Ianto kept Gwen covered, knowing she was doing the same for him.

"Not good. He was deteriorating quickly when I left, although he's doing his best not to die. Kyle's looking after him, talking to him."

"... has Kyle seen him die yet?"

Yes, it sounded like a callous question but coming from someone that had sat with Jack for days after Abbadon had sucked his life away, it was meant in the gentlest of terms.

Both Gwen and Ianto had seen Jack die many times, and really, it never got any easier. But they would still ignore it, if they had to, in light of a mission.

He knew Gwen wasn't being callous. "He hasn't, no. I think that's why Jack's trying so hard not to die. But Jack needs someone to be with him, and the both of us need to be here. So that's why I left Kyle with him."

There's a soft sigh from Gwen and a few murmured words that Ianto wouldn't be able to hear. She clears her throat and picks up the pace a bit more.

"Well then, we don't have enough time to just stroll along now do we?"

He hadn't had much of a choice really, but he also knew that it was a far from ideal situation.

"Not really. Pick up the pace?"

"We can't get too far ahead of ourselves, though. Lead the way."

The footsteps sped up into the dark.

Continuing at a pace of speed, while making sure it wouldn't tire either of them out, Ianto let the way to the spot where Jack got bitten.

"How do we eve know how many different kinds of snakes are here?"

Gwen's already poking around, her hands covered by the dark gloves she'd had tucked in her belt.

"... we don't. We have to find anything that matches any venomous snakes we'd find back home. Surely they're going to share some kind of physical resemblance, right?"

Ianto was digging around too, already wearing his elbow length gloves.

"Anything resembling terrestrial would have been covered by the antitoxin kit." he said, shaking his head, "I say we grab every single different snake we come across."

Edited 2008-12-05 03:21 (UTC)

"Right."

Another sigh came from Gwen. Snakes had never been anything she'd been fond of, but in their line of work, they sometimes had to deal with things they didn't like so much.

"Aha!"

Ianto lunged, and caught a snake, doing his best to catch behind it's head, so it couldn't bite him. It still thrashed wildly to get free.

Smooth as could be, she slipped the tail end into one of the larger specimin bags she'd brought. Once it wasa in there, she was sure to knot the top and settle it at arms length away from them before she started combing through the darker corners.

"That one's a bit on the small side. We might want to see if there's anything larger here..."

"Yeah," Ianto agreed, "we want to get as many different kinds as possible."

For now, after all, he was using this to keep his mind off of his worry for Jack.

But he remembered something.

"Jack said he was running through the sewer water when it happened."

Gwen nodded then shifted around until she was able to dip her hands into the cold water. A moment later, she grimaces and pulls her hands out, then tugs her gloves off before she slides them back under the surface.

"Can't feel a bloody thing in there with those on."

Looking around sharply at those words, Ianto scowled.

"Do you want to get bitten too? You can't do that with your bare hands."

"Between the frigid water and the heavy gloves, I wouldn't be able to grab anything much less feel.."

She paused, head tilting a bit before she yanked a hand out of the water, sending drops flying. Clutched in her hand was a the head of yet another snake.

"Oh, I hate these things..."

Holding out a specimen bag for Gwen to drop the snake into, Ianto shook his head.

"Don't be an idiot," he said, probably sounding harsher than he meant, "what use will you be if you're bitten too?"

"Don't take your worry out on me, Ianto Jones. I'm doing this so it'll go quicker. If I had the gloves on, I'd still be digging around for that beastie."

As she fussed back, she sank her hand back into the cold water, slowly dragging her fingers along the bottom.

Even though they were beginning to bicker like children, Ianto couldn't stop.

He was dragging his hands through the water as well, and even with the gloves, he managed to snag a snake. Oh, it was the same as Gwen had caught, so he threw it back.

"Worried or not, I would still be saying this. What exactly will I be able to do by myself, if you get bitten? Not only will I have to look for snakes, but I'll have to look after you."

He dug some more. "In fact, I'd probably have to abandon the search to get you out of here."

Finally, she shot him a look that was still quite visible in the dim light reflecting from their flashlights. It showed that she was just as worried as he was and in just as lovey a mood, but to keep the peace, she pulled the gloves back on and went back to her work.

He nods a short thank you, and then goes back to sifting through the water.

They're both going to stink after, but he doesn't care, and he doesn't think Gwen does much either.

Gwen sifted around in silence for several long moments before she jerked her hand out, not bothering to keep the curse to herself. Attached to her wrist was a long slim snake, its teeth buried deep into her glove.

"Christ, Ianto! Get it!"

Bickering forgotten, Ianto quickly stepped forward to grab at the snake. Instead of just ripping it away, he squeezed at the points of it's jaws to force the snake to release Gwen, and as quick as possible, stuffed it in one of the bags.

"Did it break through?"

She shook her arm and heaved a breath.

"Just keep looking."

He leaned down and sifted through, but he kept his eyes on Gwen.

"Did it's teeth get through the glove?"

A quick nod was her answer. She already had her uninjured hand back in the water, brows furrowed as she combed over the bottom again.

Standing up, Ianto cursed softly and then approached Gwen. "Let me see. If the bite's the same as Jack's, we've got our snake."

"It might not be the same since Jack heals quicker than we do. The marks around the bite might be a sigh of advanced healing or..." She stood to show Ianto, but stumbled a little, making her blink and catch her breath.

Ignoring her comment, Ianto grabbed her arm anyway, and pulled at her glove to see the bite mark.

Sure enough, the bite was surrounded by smudges of yellow and white. Gwen hissed under her breath and pulled her arm free, cursing softly.

"Well then..."

"Fuck."

It wasn't often Ianto cursed, and stripping off a glove - he wasn't going to put a hand in the water - he dug around for his phone.

He left a message on her phone (http://miss-jones.livejournal.com/6696.html?thread=658728#t658728), and went to pick Gwen up.

"Don't you dare protest. The last thing we need is you walking around so the poison spreads through your body."

if he was cursing, Gwen didn't say a thing. She wrapped an around around his neck and tried to calm her heartbeat down, knowing she needed to try and keep her head about her.

"Found it a lot faster than I thought we would."

"Wait."

He set her down and not really caring, pulled off his rather nice tie to make a tourniquet to at least stop the poison spreading further, and then picked Gwen up again.

"Yeah, well done. I bet you always find your keys straight away." He was trying to keep Gwen in good spirits, at least.

She huffed out a breathless laugh. Heat like fire was starting to flicker under her skin, starting from the bite and radiating out.

"... yeah. Well, 'cept for the time I lost the keys in the shower... "

Splashing his way along as fast as he could with Gwen in his arms, Ianto could see light at the end of the tunnel. Literally.

"I give up. How do you lose keys in the shower?"

"Down th'drain, 'anto. Down th'drain."

Of course, there's parts she's left out and is quite unlikely to tell since it involves her own lack of foresight and the simple fact that neither her nor Rhys were any good with home and flat repairs.

Almost there. Almost out, then he could phone ahead.

"And what were you doing with your keys to have them in the shower, hm?" He knew it was best to keep her talking.

"It wasn't my doings, actually. Rhys lost a bet with me and I cornered him in the bathroom when we fell into the shower. One moment, the keys were in my hand and the next, gone. All his fault, really."

The pain from the bite didn't seem to be spreading as much as it should, so Gwen peered down at her arm.

"That's more than I wanted to know about your love life," he said with a hint of a grin as they finally left the Underground.

"Just a sec, love. I've got to phone Kyle." He shifted her around, still walking so he could press his phone to his ear.

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