I was dying, I knew that as I laid on the hard floor. I actually felt myself fading away when Jack knelt down beside me. He was holding me against his chest and gently speaking to me, but I was only halfway paying attention to what he was saying.
The only thing I could think was that this wasn't fair, I didn't want to die. Especially not now, when when Jack has realized how much I mean to him. Oh, I knew that someday I would die and Jack would move on, but I never expected it to happen quite so soon.
I blinked and focused my eyes on Jack, but it seemed as if he was moving farther away and his voice was becoming harder to hear. One tear slipped out as I breathe my last breath. It felt as if I was floating and when I looked down, I saw my body lying on the floor and Jack was kissing my lifeless lips. Jack pulled my body back into his arms and rocked me.
I felt myself being pulled back into my body. Blinking my eyes, I gasped for breath which caused me to end up coughing. Jack looked down at me in disbelief before pulling me into another mind blowing kiss. Jack pulled me up until I was standing and then he helped me walk out of the building.
~~~~~~~~~~125 YEARS LATER~~~~~~~~~~
One hundred twenty-five years later and I'm still with Jack and Torchwood. Although it's Torchwood 19 now instead of Torchwood 3. I haven't aged a day since the day I died during Children of Earth. That's what Jack decided to call it. That day when he realized how much he didn't want to lose me, he pushed a part of his soul inside of me. I'll never be able to die now, not permanently, but I'll always have Jack. Even if I do want to kill him at times. I actually have killed him once, but that's a story for another time...