"Gwen!" Called Ianto over his shoulder, they were stood in Sainsbury's and he was looking at magazines while she looked at DVDs behind him, they had been sent out for cream cakes for Jack and apparently this job took two people that hated each other.
"Yeah?" She replied, taking the few steps to stand next to him.
"Why are you and Jack on the front of radio times?" Ianto asked, looking at the magazine in confusion. It was a beautiful picture of Jack, as per usual, but Gwen looked...bad to say the least.
"Because we live in a T.V show. We look just like the actors that play us, live the script etcetera, etcetera." Gwen explained, smiling. She felt smart explaining it to Ianto but she only knew because the writer liked her the most and told her the truth.
Ianto took one more look before running out, screaming, over the round about and into Wrexham university, where some kind of convention going on. He couldn't be part of a tv show, could he? His life was real, wasn't it? Ianto's life got worse as he looked across the room only to see a man that looked exactly like him. "Gareth David Lloyd" the poster behind him read. Ianto almost dropped dead from shock right there in Wales comic con.
"Well, he just fucked up my script." James Moran muttered to the comic book artist sitting next to him.
"No one but James and Gareth had noticed this. They nodded to each other across the room. James walked right over to Ianto, as no one was talking to him while Gareth fought his way through the fans. They both knelt down next to Ianto.
"What should we do? He should be dead!" James whispered to Gareth, who looked deep in thought. It was at that moment Gwen came in.
"You! We should have known! Get him back to safety, if this happens again, you are getting shot through the head!" James and Gareth said together. Gwen, who looked terrified, dragged Ianto out of the hall and into her car before driving back to the hub.
Fin.