fractured_agent | Sacrifice [for slayers

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Sacrifice [for slayers_desire]

The city of Cardiff is eerily quiet in the aftermath of Abbadon's passing. Those who died beneath his shadow had their life forces returned once the demon died... all but one.

Captain Jack Harkness lies in the Torchwood Three morgue, cold as stone. Gwen sits at his side, waiting patiently for him to revive. But where he only took minutes to come back from the dead before, there isn't even a whisper of life from him now.

Lost without their leader, who they so recently betrayed, the team drifts in uncertainty.

It's Tosh who finds April's contact information in Jack's antique Rolodex, and gives her a call, not sure if this is a plea for help or a final death notice.

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"Owen... he needs you."

Already, the others can feel April's presence at the surface of their mind. "He needs all of us."

"Feels like a bloody seance," Owen mutters, but steps forward and takes Tosh's hand. He grabs Jack's other hand before he can talk himself out of it. He's no stranger to touching dead things, but it's different this time.

"What do we do?" Tosh asks.

"Open your minds to me..." April closes her eyes. "Send your support. Your thoughts about Jack. Anything you think will help..."

"Let them flow through me..."

Their thoughts about Jack are all touched with grief and guilt, from everyone. All of them turned on him to open the Rift, manipulated by Bilis by visions of their loved ones. Lisa, for Ianto. Tosh's mother. Gwen's boyfriend. And Diane for Owen.

But there are good memories too. Gratitude for him giving them all a job, with horrible downsides but wonderful upsides. Jack taking them out for team bonding exercises, meals at the local restaurants, ordering in pizza and swapping completely bullshit-sounding stories about aliens.

April reaches into Jack's mind again, directing their concerns and worry to that spark she sensed before. Projecting the good memories.

Jack... Since they are all connected, they will all hear her mental voice in their mind. Come back to us Jack...

The positive energy kindles that flame a little more, and it slowly grows brighter. While normally he snaps back to life in an instant, this is more like trying to drag himself out of deep water, weighed down and pulled back. There's still no conscious response, but his life energy is sluggishly coming back.

"His life energy is coming back..."

April projects her love (friendship) towards the spark. "We need to encourage him to fight for his life..."

Some of them still aren't sure if this is going to work, but they try. And Ianto's love for Jack is the strongest. Things he never got to say... never got to do. Opportunities lost.

Normally when Jack comes back to life, he gasps, drawing in a huge lungful of air. This time, it's only a small sigh.

She isn't sure if the small sigh is a good thing, or a bad thing. But there is so much love in the room. And April reflects on others in Jack's life who love him too, using those people and memories to strengthen that spark.

"Don't make me get desperate Jack..." She whispers softly.

"But that's what I do best," Jack whispers back. He's still very pale and cold, but he's not dead anymore.

The others aren't sure what to make of this. Owen is in shock, and he drops Jack's hand, almost like he thinks Jack is going to turn and yell at him.

Gwen smiles in relief. "Welcome back."

"Ohhh Jack. You are such a drama queen." April whispers fondly, releasing his hand so she can stroke his hair gently.

She also disconnects from the others mind.

Jack's not used to feeling weak like this, and he needs help sitting up. Gwen hugs him as soon as he's upright, quickly followed by Tosh. "Hey, there's enough of me here for everybody," he croaks.

"We should get you out of the morgue."

"I'll get you some proper clothes, sir," Ianto says, falling back on his professionalism despite his shock.

"Hey, c'mere first," Jack says. Ianto comes closer, on autopilot, and Jack draws him into a kiss. Ianto can hardly believe this is happening, but he isn't complaining. He thought he'd never get the chance.

Don't think that I didn't feel how you feel about me, Jack thinks.

April can't help smiling at the gesture. It is nice to see Jack embrace the moment. Ianto too.

Owen stands off to the side, trying not to cry. Seeing Jack here, alive, only reminds him more of putting a bullet in his boss's head. He helped bring Jack back. But he deserves to be ex-Torchwood. And it's killing him that after all this, he's still going to have to leave.

Jack and Ianto part, and Ianto leaves to fetch some clothes for Jack so he can get out of the white scrubs he's wearing. Jack looks at Owen, who can barely meet his eye from shame. "Owen."

April holds her breath. As much as Owen agitates her a lot of the time, she just can't help but want his destiny to be a good one. For him to find happiness.

"I..." I'm sorry, Owen tries to say, but the words won't come.

Jack cuts him off. "I forgive you." And he draws Owen into a hug.

Owen nods stoically at first, the breaks down in tears of shame and joy as those words register. He gets to keep his job, and despite his colossal fuck-up, he actually has absolution from the man he killed. Twice.

This scene makes April smile again, glad to see the two men resolve their issues in this moment.

Jack looks at April, the last member of this little tableau. "You're really something, you know that?"

"I am just so glad I was able to reach you..." April moves forward to hug him tightly.

Jack is a bit conflicted. He'd almost thought he might stay dead for good this time, and that thought does have an appeal to it. A big one. But on the other hand... he still has people he cares about here. So he's thankful as he hugs her back. "Me too."

"Hey, I know you would do it for me."

She knows the others are still suffering from shock. But sooner or later, that will fade, and they will start to ask questions. How did she get here so fast. Why didn't she react when it was revealed that Jack revived after getting shot.

Jack, likewise, knows that they're going to start asking questions about his little resurrection trick. Gwen knew already, but everyone else... the first they knew of it was when he gasped into life on the floor of the Hub, the ground shaking all around them as the Rift opened and Abbadon came forth.

Ianto returns with a stack of neatly-folded clothes and hands them to Jack. "We'll give you some privacy, sir," he says, seeking refuge from shock in his professionalism again.

April gives Jack one more hug, before leaving the morgue to give him some privacy. She removes the hair tie, to free her hair.

"Did someone clean up the blood?"

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