WHO: Jack, Dahlia, and Torchwood [Ianto, Owen, Gwen, Suzie & John]
WHAT: Time to rescue Captain Jack, Torchwood Style.
WHEN: 18 February; Afternoon
WHERE: Dahlia's shop/church
STATUS/RATING: Incomplete/Guessing High-ish for language and fighting.


He was starting to lose track of the number of times he'd been killed over the course of the past week. The woman was utterly sadistic -- not to the point of the Master, but was getting pretty damn close. Jack was getting really tired of playing sacrificial lamb, no matter how good the banter was with Dahlia.

He was ready to get out of here.

The more time that went by, the more pissed off Jack became. Because he'd opened comm links with Suzie and she hadn't bloody come. He had been completely clear that this wasn't a trick, that he was in trouble. But why not Owen? Hell... where even was Ianto? (Jack, of course, not knowing that Gwen was here as well, but if he did, he'd be more than confused as to why she hadn't come barging in here)

Jack leaned his head back against the cool slab, eyes closing. This was getting fucking ridiculous and the bonds weren't loosening at all, no matter how Jack attempted to get slack into them.

Yes, when he got out of here -- there was a throttling in order. Starting with Suzie.