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Tweak says, "Like a brother? "

whowillsaveme (whowillsaveme) wrote in parabolical,
@ 2008-05-18 17:06:00

Entry tags:

ianto jones, owen harper

WHO: Owen Harper & Ianto Jones
WHAT: The Master has abandoned Ianto, and Owen goes to retrieve him.
WHERE: Where Ianto first met the Master
WHEN: May 18th
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress

Owen wasn't sure what he was expecting to find. Frankly, he would have been a lot happier to find Ianto bleeding, beaten, and on the edge of death than what he anticipated: perfectly intact with the rather large exception of his mind. Mental breaks were something that he'd never been able to handle well. Psychology was not what he'd gone to school for, and he could only hope that whatever had happened to Ianto could be fixed with time.

"Yan?" Owen called as he headed toward the address that he'd been given, keeping his eyes open as he went for any sign of his friend and colleague. Owen hoped silently to himself that this wasn't some kind of ambush, that the Master had gotten bored with just one pet and had decided to set them up in order to get another. While he knew that Ianto wouldn't have put him into that sort of situation when he was in his right mind, it was hard to tell what he would do like this. "Ianto, if you can hear me, answer."

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notjustateaboy
2008-05-18 06:08 pm UTC (link)

Ianto had been waiting. Not for Owen, for his Master. Because his Master would come back; he'd promised to stay with him forever, and his Master wouldn't lie. So he was coming back, there was no question in his mind. He sat in the corner of the sitting room, on the floor with his back against the wall and his knees pulled tight to his chest and his eyes wide, watching for his Master.

He heard the door open and felt a brief burst of happiness, before he heard Owen's voice. His Master really wasn't coming back. His Master had abandoned him because he hadn't been good enough. He'd tried so hard, but it hadn't been enough. He heard Owen's request, but didn't respond, biting his lip to keep from speaking. He could be good. Then his Master would come back for him. He wrapped his arms tight around his knees and closed his eyes, rocking back and forth to the beat of the drums in his head. "He'll come back," he muttered to himself over and over again. "He has to come back. He'll come back if I'm good. He'll come back."

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whowillsaveme
2008-05-18 06:20 pm UTC (link)

No exclamation, nothing that would alert him specifically, but Owen could hear a soft muttering coming from...somewhere. He couldn't pinpoint where in the house it was coming from, though, so Owen continued to wander blindingly, checking every room that he came to until he finally found Ianto back in the far corner of the sitting room. Pausing at the door to the room, Owen peered over at him Ianto before slowly starting forward, a hesitance in his step until he reached Ianto's side.

"Yan?" Owen asked, kneeling down next to Ianto, reaching out to rest a hand on his arm. "Ianto, look at me. Please. I need to make sure you're not hurt."

	whowillsaveme 2008-05-19 04:14 pm UTC (link)
	"Hey, hey, it's not like that at all," Owen said, a heavy frown spreading across his face. God, what had that sick bastard done to make him think that the only way to express affection and gratitude was like that? "We're friends, Yan. I care about you. You're not an obligation." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)