Authors note

This is my first fan fiction – I hope it's good enough so people will read it and comment on it

Disclaimer – I do not own the rights to Torchwood – if I did Ianto Jones would still be alive making coffee.

Present day….

Ianto Jones

Ianto Jones wandered around Cardiff - he had no idea who he was or where he had come from - he just wandered around. He knew he had too get too a place called the "hub" but he had no idea where or what that was.
Ianto wore a tattered black suit that was caked in blood. The red shirt was barely recognisable as the colour had been hidden by grime. His fingers were covered in blood as he had dug his way free from his own grave. Not that he remembered why he had been there in the first place. He couldn't remember anything before waking up in his coffin.

He closed his eyes as he sat on a wall. Flashes of images flashed through his mind: an explosion, a terrifying creature, a deadly toxin and a man. Dark hair and eyes full of sadness – cradling someone – crying as if losing someone they loved. Who was he? Why was he having these visions when he closed his eyes? Why was he seeing this man? Was he gay? Ianto Jones didn't know – it was a blur and all he knew was he had too find this man who his heart told him meant the world too him.

He managed too stumble his way into the main part of town and from there he found Cardiff bay. Somehow it was like coming home but he had no idea why – he walked over too a place that looked like a tourist information centre and he walked in. He looked around looking for someone he could talk too. There was no one. He wandered behind the counter and found a familiar looking button – he pressed it and was astounded too find that the button released a door that was made too look like the wall. He made his way over and down the steps where a cog door began to roll back.

"What on earth?" he said as he looked around him.

A young woman stopped dead in her tracks as she saw him. He began too look for somewhere he could hide or to exit the building but he couldn't see anything – he was trapped. The young woman looked at him as if shocked and stunned that he was standing there.

"Gwen?" a voice rang through the room as a young man walked over, "What is it?"

Gwen shook her head, "I..Ianto?" she said walking forward too him – her hand outstretched, "It…it…it can't be!"

Ianto backed off as she extended her hand out too him. He felt as if he should recognise the woman and the name she had used but he couldn't – his memories were blank.

"Ianto it's me Gwen – Gwen Cooper!"

Ianto looked at her as her name formed on his lips, "Gwen…" he trailed off – the sound familiar too his ears.

Gwen ran forward and hugged him, "Oh god I'm so happy your back!"

Ianto felt tears on his shoulder and realised she was crying. Was she crying for him?

"Why are you crying?" he asked – his welsh accent thick from emotion, "Do…do you know me?"

"Know you?" Gwen asked astonished, "You're my best friend – your name is Ianto Jones!"

Gwen had realised that he had no memories when he hadn't recognised her but he had found his way back – back to the hub – he had found his way home. She couldn't believe it.

"Oh Ianto it's so good too see you – I missed you!" she said smiling, "Jack's going to be…"

She trailed off as she realised what she had said. Jack wasn't there – he had left earth and her behind after Ianto's death – after the death of Steven. Jack had ran away and now Ianto was back and Jack wasn't there. Gwen knew how much he would hurt when he remembered who Jack was.

"Who's Jack?" Ianto asked her, "Was he important too me?"

Gwen nodded her head. She hated too be the bearer of bad news especially seeing as Ianto had clearly been through a lot since waking up alive after being dead for so long. More tears fell down her face.

"You loved him…" she trailed off, "You were together!"

Ianto looked at her – so he had been gay and Jack – Jack must have been the man he saw when he closed his eyes. He felt pain in his chest as he heard Jack's name – his memories may not have known him but his heart remembered clearly. He broke down and began to cry as he fell too the hub floor.

"Ianto I'm sorry!" Gwen whispered as she wrapped her arms around the Welshman, "I'm genuinely sorry!"

"Gwen?" another voice called which brought Gwen back too reality.

"Oh Ianto you should meet the new Torchwood Team!" Gwen said drying her eyes, "I couldn't just sit back and let the world deal with the problems caused by aliens and their technology so I rebuilt the hub and set up a new team."

Ianto looked at her confused – he had no idea what she was talking about but somehow it made sense too him as he listened.

"This is Jenny Smith!" she said brightly, "She's the doctor's daughter – she's our technology expert!"

She pointed too the young blonde girl sitting at the desk farthest from him, "Matthew Hunter our resident doctor…" she said acknowledging the young man who had called too Gwen, "And Maya Williams – she well she took your job!"

Ianto smiled as she watched.

"So this is the famous Ianto Jones?" Matthew said a hint of disgust in his voice, "What makes him so special?"

Gwen glared at him, "Ianto is a member of the original Torchwood and your superior officer so mind your tongue Matthew!"

"Whatever!" he muttered.

Ianto watched him as he headed back too the autopsy lab. There was something familiar about how the boy acted. An image of another doctor flashed into his mind.

"Owen…" he whispered, "Tosh…"

Gwen's breath caught in her throat as she heard the names off her fallen companions, "Yes Matthew took Owen's job and Jenny has Tosh's!" she said sadly.

Maya and Jenny both walked over and smiled as they reintroduced themselves too Ianto. Ianto smiled politely as Gwen led him from the two girls who formed the new Torchwood along with Gwen and the arrogant doctor. She led him too the decontamination shower and handed him a suit from the archives.

"You look like hell Yan!" she said as she smiled, "Have a shower and get changed – I'll order some pizza!"

Ianto smiled, "Thank you Gwen!" he said quietly.

Gwen turned back and smiled, "Anytime Ianto Anytime!"

Ianto smiled as she watched him leave before he turned on the water – he removed the mud filled clothes and stepped into the running water. It felt good. It felt like all the worries and fears washed away with the mud and blood. He raised a hand too his cheek where a half healed cut had began to heal again. He smiled as he made sure all the mud was out off his hair before stepping out – he dried himself off quickly before getting dressed. Putting on the suit was like stepping back into his life – he put the shirt on and tied the tie in a Windsor knot and slipped the jacket over his shoulders. He tied the shoes and walked back up too the hub. He smiled when he saw Gwen.

"There we go – all clean and looking like you!" she said – her accent as welsh as his, "Welcome home Ianto Jones."