Heya! So this is the story that Charmaine and I have been working on- please let us know what you think about it. I'm uploading the first five chapters tonight, and the next five on Sunday, so that it's not totally over-loaded.
Anyway, enjoy!
Prologue:
I first started running seven years ago. I ran and I ran and I ran. I went from one end of the universe to the other. I went from one galaxy to another and still I could not get away from him. It didn't matter where I went, he was there telling me it wasn't my fault, when I knew damn well that it was.
Then I realised I couldn't run anymore because I couldn't get away. I went back to the place where the journey began, Earth. That's where she was, my salvation, the person who could save me. I was at Thames House when she said the magic words that I wanted to hear.
She had barely changed in the five years that I had been away. The only thing that had changed was that she had become more beautiful. The best kept secret in Torchwood Three and now she worked for UNIT, hardly what we had planned but it had taken a lot of time to persuade Martha Jones to train her. The conversation started off as more of a catch up because UNIT were reviewing her position and we had agreed I'd be there. I look at her and for the first time since Ianto I remember who I used to be, the charmer, the rogue, the ex con and I wonder if she's old enough to remember me like that.
"Jack I was eighteen, when you went away. Of course I remember. You were nothing but a flirt and he still didn't mind."
"I regret it now. You don't miss what you've got until it's gone."
"They're not going to renew my contract by the way. I've broken the rules too many times and this last time was too major for them to ignore. Never mind I always was more Torchwood material and I've heard that Lois Habiba is running it with..."
"Don't say her name. What have you done this time?"
"Well it's quite simple really. All I did was hack into the Government computers because I wanted to see what had happened to all of the bodies from Thames House, I wanted to put some flowers on Ianto's grave from you, and anyway every single one of them was buried, which is weird because some of them wanted to be cremated but they weren't. So I kind of unburied one or two of them and hooked them up to an electroneurogram and whilst their hearts didn't beat and their lungs didn't need to draw breath, their brains were functioning. Needless to say when Martha found out she went mad. But anyway the short story is Ianto isn't dead"
"What? I think I may have misheard you. Ianto's dead."
"Don't argue with me Jack, if I say Ianto's not dead then he's not dead. The 456 were bluffing."