Author Note: My first fanfic so please review, i'd love to hear what you think and take on board your suggestions. This idea has been buzzing around my head for a while so i thought i'd have a go at writing it down, was going to writ more Janto fluff in the middle but resisted the temptation.

Disclaimer: I don't own torchwood, however much i'd like to!

My Blue Eyed Girl?

Glancing around the drab, tourist office the blue eyed girl sighed. Surely this couldn't be right? It was cramped, dull, and just wrong; she must have got the wrong place. Tossing her dark hair over her shoulder, the girl stepped towards the counter and rapped sharply on it with her knuckles, "Hello, anyone there?" She paused for a second (patience had never been her strong point), before walking behind the desk, I definitely have the wrong place, she thought. Suddenly, as she was about to reach for the enticing looking big red button someone stepped out of a door which she was pretty sure hadn't been there a moment ago.

"How may I help you, miss?" The young man questioned a pleasant smile on his face. Wow this guy looks good in a suit, she mused, smirking to herself slightly.

"I'm Tor," sure she hadn't answered his question but she didn't really know what to say, I mean what if this actually was the right place? The man she was looking for might be here somewhere.

"Oh right, I'm-"

"Gorgeous?" she ventured before he could finish his sentenced, the smirk from a moment ago spreading across her face once more, as she noted the blush rising in his cheeks.

"Actually, my names Ianto"

"And he's spoken for! Now I'm sorry missy, but we're going to have to close up shop for a while, we're err...out of maps." A man wearing a massive military coat strode confidently through the door; his voice rang with an American accent not dissimilar to the girls. Tor's breath caught in her throat. Neither man seemed to notice.

Ianto rolled his eyes, but couldn't stop himself from smiling; Jack really wasn't a good liar. They were actually off Weevil hunting.

Then Jack realised she was staring at him in a way no one had ever stared at him, but for the life of him he couldn't read her expression. He'd guess she was around 17, give or take a year, wearing rather unusual beige coat and grey jeans. Her thick dark hair framed a pretty face and gorgeous blue eyes. Blue eyes, which were disconcertingly familiar. Jack shook himself mentally, no way he thought, completely impossible.

"...then left, and its right next to the book shop" Ianto sighed, completing his usual set of directions to the nearest (real) tourist information office. Jack and the girl, Tor he remembered, glanced at him with equally distant puzzled expressions on their faces. Ianto had the feeling that neither of them would be any the wiser as to the location of the tourist office.

Jack recovered first, "Ok you got that missy?-"

"-Tor" she interrupted.

"Well then you better get going, Cardiff's a big city for a little kid like you to explore."

Tor watched as he moved towards the other man, entwining their fingers and pulling him out the open door. They both turned round there in the doorway, the older man gesturing expectantly for her to leave. She did, as much as she didn't want to, Tor put one for foot surely in front of the other and left with a dejected feeling sinking in her stomach. She hadn't been able to do it, to say the one thing that could have changed his life, and hers, forever. Maybe this is it, what failure feels like, and I'm all alone.

Watching the men walk away, Tor sank to the ground, her back pressed against the wall. Hot tears fell thick and fast from her glistening eyes. He hadn't recognised her. She hadn't expected him to. But there had been something there; a shadow had passed behind his eyes when they had met hers.

Ianto glanced cautiously over at the older man. He had been vacant since they'd left this morning, and now as they made their way back to the hub, he was unusually quiet. After catching the weevil they had phoned Gwen to let her know everything was fine, and she could go home to spend some quality time with Rhys. Ianto had asked Jack if this meant they could spend some "quality time" 

together as well, with a wicked grin playing across his face. The best Jack managed was a forced, half-smile, and even this had faulted. Finally Ianto couldn't take it anymore.

"Jack, please tell me what's wrong with you, the whole moody, distant thing really doesn't suit you,"

"It's nothing Yan, it's just, well it's been a long week I suppose, "

Jack, Ianto and Gwen had spent the previous day periodically breaking down as it hit each of them in turn that a month really had passed since Owen and Tosh's death.

"No Jack, this isn't about that... about them. It's something else."

The older man made the mistake of glancing across at the man he loved. He saw the heartfelt concern in his eyes, but how could he begin to explain something he could barely comprehend himself. He must have made a mistake when he looked into those beautiful blue eyes. It had been too long surely, he had given up hope years ago. Jack sighed, but remained silent. Ianto let it drop, for now, as the SUV stopped and the two men climbed out, Jack automatically grabbing Ianto's hand as they walked towards the tourist office entrance, trying to pass on all the love he felt.

A twinge of hurt seared through the older man as Ianto suddenly let go of his hand, but Jack quickly realised there was a reason for this.

"Jack, look there's something on the ground over there. Oh god it's not a body is it?" Ianto exclaimed, as he gestured to the small heap at the base of the wall fifty metres ahead of them, which he was pretty sure was, a body.

As the younger man stopped in his tracks to stare, the other dashed forwards his hand moving to his holster but not drawing his gun quite yet, this person, if it was a person didn't seem like much of threat, but you could never be sure. Panting slightly Ianto caught up with him as a pair of fiercly, passionate blue eyes he had seen earlier that day, looked up from the ground to meet another almost identical pair. And in that moment Ianto realised the inexplicable might just be true.

"Victoria?" Jack whispered a silent tear streamed down his cheeks.

"It's me dad, I found you."