It had been five years since Jack had left earth behind. Five years since his one true love, his reason for coming back to life each time, his Ianto had died. He felt so very alone. He'd left the earth, Gwen, and Torchwood behind him, traveling among the stars, alternate universes, and planets. He'd run into several people he knew, which was both painful and pleasant.
It was during his run in with John Hart that he learned something shocking. They were in a bar like establishment, John had been there longer then Jack, so he was really drunk. They were talking about something when Jon let it slip.
"I thought you'd have gone back to that horrid place once ya learned what'd happened." John said in a drunken slur, and then slapped a hand over his mouth.
"What do you mean John?" Jack asked, putting his glass down and glaring at him." Jack asked, putting his glass down and glaring at him. John shook his head and tried to drink through his fingers. But Jack was persistent, and patient, so after a few more drinks , John explained, although drunkenly.
"So, I went back to Earth, ta look round, and saw Gwen. Talked to her for a bit, she took me back to that Hub place, and what would ya know, I saw Eye Candy. Thought ya should know, but had to jet, so I left instructions for Gwen ta contact ya." John said, and promptly passed out. Jack didn't notice, he was too busy feeling anger, frustration, and hope.
It was possible that John was simply pulling his leg, but he was willing to at least check it out. But there was a swelling feeling of hope in his heart, that his Ianto was alive. Was it possible?
After making sure John was safe, Jack gathered everything of his in a duffel bag, pressed Earth's coordinates into his wrist strap, and stepped into the bright flash of light.
When he stepped out of the light, onto an alley somewhere in Cardiff, Jack stopped, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath of Earth air. He had forgotten what the air on Earth felt like in his lungs.
"Alright Jack. Let's go see if John was right." Jack said to himself, in order to start moving. Re-positioning his bag, Jack started walking. After getting turned around once or twice ( four times really) Jack finally found the old, guest entrance, to the Hub.
He sat down on the invisible stone, tired, pressed the special button, and was delighted when he felt the stone begin to move down. The Hub was in working order, Jack could tell by all the lights and noise. He could also tell that the Hub was still the base of operations for Torchwood by the fact that there were guns pointed at him.
"Jack?" Gwen asked, lowering her gun when she saw who was seated on the stone. She motioned to the other two, a husband and wife combo, to lower there guns, as Jack stepped off the stone. Gwen grinned, and stepped forward to hug, maybe kiss, Jack but froze at the look he shot her. It was something like pure, unrivaled, hate.
"Who are the new recruits?" He asked, nodding to them both.
"Alice and Damon Shiver. Husband and wife. Why'd you come back Jack?" Gwen asked after Jack shook the Shiver's hands, giving each a smile. He then looked Gwen right in the eyes and she knew that she was in deep trouble by the amount of anger she saw in them.
"Where is Ianto?" Jack demanded, and Gwen paled.
"He's dead Jack, five years ago. You know that. Maybe you really came back to see me." Gwen said, daring to come close enough to lay her hand on his arm. Jack sees Alice and Damon exchange looks. Jack removes Gwen's hand, none too gently, not missing the look of disappointment that crossed her face.
"Don't lie Cooper. John told me." Jack said, his voice hard as steel, eyes even harder and colder. Gwen flinched, looked away for a second, before glaring up at Jack.
"Fine, Ianto's alive and well, misses you terribly, he'll be back in a little bi, but why can't you love me you ass!" Gwen started normal, but ended up yelling.
"I'M SO MUCH BETTER THAN HIM, WHY NOT…."She began yelling, but then she stopped, her eyes glazed over, and she fell to the floor, a needle sticking out of her butt. Damon reached over, pulled it out, nods to Jack, and goes to a desk. Alice approaches Jack.
"I'm going to wipe her memory and my husband is calling Ianto to tell him to hurry up. I have one question. Will you stay here this time?" Alice asked, picking Gwen up. Jack helped carry her to the medical area.
"If Ianto still loves me, still wants me, yes." He said, sitting down, placing his bag on a nearby table, and waited. It soon paid off.
"JACK!" A familiar, and long missed voice yelled from the doorway. Jack shot to his feet and rushed toward Ianto, who was rushing towards him. But then they stopped, inches from each other, and just stared. Ianto hadn't changed much. Still as beautiful as Jack remembered.
Then Jack found himself with an armful of the sobbing Welsh man. He started crying as well. They slowly slid down to a sitting position, clinging to each other. But there was a question that had to be asked.
"How?" Jack whispered and Ianto beamed at him.
"Alice and Damon brought me back." Ianto said, wiping his tears. Jack looked at the couple who were standing not far away, holding hands.
"How did you do it? Not that I'm not grateful, but how and why?" Jack asked, getting up, pulling Ianto up with him and wrapping an arm around his waist. Jack had been unable to touch Ianto for five years, he wasn't going to let opportunity slip.
"We are beings from a future. You, Captain Jack Harkness, are very important, but when Ianto Jones died, you disappeared and when you were found, you continued to kill yourself. So in order to avoid that, we called an old friend for a favor, and he managed to revive Ianto Jones and gave him immortality. We expected Gwen to not call, but the length was longer than expected." Alice said. Jack turned his head to look at Ianto.
"Is this true?" he asked. Ianto's eyes gleamed as he leaned closer, brushing his lips against Jack's. he then made to pull back, but Jack reached up, wrapping his hand around Ianto's neck and pulling their lips back together.
Ianto moaned, allowing Jack to plunge his tongue into the warm, moist cavern, taking the time to suck a little on Ianto's tongue. He tasted of coffee and home. When they pulled back, Ianto moved his head so that his face was pressed into Jack's neck. He then took a really deep breath, inhaling the scent that he'd missed so very much. Kissing Jack's jaw and neck on occasion.
"Yes Jack. It' true." There was a silent pause.
"Will you stay sir?" Damon asked, speaking for the first time. Jack smiled at the couple.
"Yes." And he tightened his hold on Ianto.
That night, after the wiping of Gwen's memory, Ianto took Jack back to his little apartment. The minute the door was shut and locked Jack had Ianto up against the wall, ravishing his mouth. As they made their way to the bedroom, hands touching everywhere they could, pieces of clothes dropping on the floor.
When they fell onto the bed Jack stopped, lifting himself up, with either hand on each side of Ianto's head, and ,again, just stared at his friend, lover, soul mate, and so much more. Ianto looked questioningly at Jack.
"I love you Ianto. So much." Jack said. Loving the way Ianto's face lit up. The Welsh man reached towards Jack's face, stoking it.
"I love you too Jack. Don't let go of me." Ianto pleaded to him, wrapping his arms tightly around his neck. Jack lay down next to Ianto, wrapping his own arms tightly around Ianto's waist.
"Never ever will I let you go again. I couldn't bear it." He promised. Nothing happened that night. Instead they stayed up all night simply holding each other and talking in between the make-out sessions.
And Jack kept his promise for the rest of eternity. He never, ever let Ianto, his love, his life, his everything, go.
End