A/N: Hey readers! This is my first Torchwood Story and i lurve it. lol i love the series so much it's the greatest. I know it's a bit odd...but i like the idea. So w/e. Right now it's told from Jack's point of view, but it'll be told from thrid-person starting from chapter one. So tell me what you think by reviewing and if you have any ideas please let know or if you have any suggestions or w/e just review and let me know!!

Disclaimer: i dont own any of the characters from torchwood.

Prologue: Voices.

It seemed now, and more often I was coming up here to think. It was the safest thing to say. I missed her, so much. I could see it in every action I did. I was lethargic, not my self. I, Captain Jack Harkness, had changed.

The team seemed to notice as well. It wasn't unexpected. Gwen, of course, was the first to notice the change. She had changed too, though for an entirely different reason but both regarding the same person, her younger sister. The other Cooper, who in fact was completely different from her sister, it didn't matter to me. I was probably the only one who noticed the difference.

Gwen, though in reality she was dead in side, was still the same old Gwen. Her sister's death had done nothing to affect who she was with everybody else. I spoke to her once, a few weeks after the incident, she broke down. I could tell how close they were from just what she said that day. But she never let it affect her job, her life at home, or just her. The death of her sister was just another ting of the past. I always suspect the only reason that she got over death quickly was the fact that she worked here: Torchwood.

I can't say that I got over her death that quickly. I mourn every single day; I come up here to mourn. I contemplate jumping off once or twice. To feel the wind in my hair as I fall, but I know it wouldn't do any good. I almost laugh every time I think about it. What she would say to me if she was here, I think.

Oh….

I miss her so much. You can't possibly begin to imagine the torture I'm going through. The pain I feel every time I see her desk, still full of everything she had brought to work. I didn't want to touch any of it, no one did. It felt disrespectful. I loved her too much to touch of any of her things.

Now, I probably know what you're thinking. Could I, Captain Jack Harkness, possibly actually LOVE someone so deeply that I could contemplate ending my life over and over again just to feel the pain? I needed to hold her, talk to her, and kiss her. I needed that much. To see her.

What would I tell her when I did? I'm sorry? I didn't think, that would be good enough. To apologize for something I could've prevented. I feel wholly responsible for her death. And I think Gwen feels the same way. She blames me, deep inside. That if her sister didn't love me that way she did, she would've have done what she did.

I sighed; it was time to go back. Sooner or later, someone would come looking for me like they always did. I turned and walked back. The trip back to base would always take the same length. Longer, though, today than I expected. Today…

Today had been almost a month since it happened. A mourner like me shouldn't be mourning for this long. Should I? I never mourned before….

"Jack…your back." Tosh welcomed with a whole hearted smile as I walked through the door to the hub.

Jack…

I blinked…

"I'm sorry…did you just repeat my name?" I asked, of course in the nicest way possible. Of course, as I expected, Tosh looked at me with the look she gives everyone she thinks has something wrong. I shook me head and held up a hand. "I'm sorry it's been a long day. Anything new, anything I missed? Where is everybody?"

Tosh looked around and smiled like she knew something I didn't. "They, as in Gwen, Owen, and lanto, they found a few weevils near the end of the city…."

She's lying Jack…

That was the second time I heard the voice. It couldn't be….could it. The voice, the sweetness of it, I was positive.

"Alright, I'll be in my office…if you need me." I added as I bounded up the spiral staircase. I locked the door in my office and sat down on my desk chair before taking a deep breath and closing my eyes.

Okay…what do you mean she's lying? I waited, hoping, searching for the voice.

Tosh lied. It's not that hard to guess Jack. It's been a month…they're at the site. She sighed and I smiled, tears streaming down my face.

Oh…you have no idea how good it is to hear your voice. I paused, almost thinking that I was just hallucinating. But I was sure I wasn't.

The same. Listen Jack. She paused I could hear her ragged breath and she searched her words. I love you so much. And I don't have much time.

What do you mean…can't you stay? I know it sounds crazy but hearing your voice in my head could be the most-

Jack…listen. I know it's going to be hard to believe me but…I'm alive…

She was right. There was no way that that could be possible. Unless.

The rift? I could feel her mentally nodding in my head and I could just imagine her face; lips pursed eyes partially wide and hair in her face.

I'll explain much later. But there's something I need you to do for me. The site. I told everyone to be there. Tosh…I told her to wait for you. You need to be there. I promise it'll all make sense…

But it doesn't make sense Mel…

I know…but believe me…it will. I love…see you on the other side.