Normal – lyrics

Italics – jack/ianto/tosh

Ianto was stood by the water looking out to see. His eyes were red with the tears he had shed. The wind ruffled his hair and he pulled his coat tighter around him.

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,

When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on

Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Ianto bowed his head and cried some more. Jack walked over to him slowly and put a comforting arm around him. Ianto leaned into the older man and let the waters flow. How could he have been so stupid?

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along

When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)

If you feel like letting go, (hold on)

When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on

Jack slid his arm down Ianto's arm and linked fingers. Ianto looked up at him, tears sitting like anxious school children on his bottom eye lids. Jack walked him back inside the Hub.

'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends

In Jack's bedroom. Ianto lay on the bed with a crumpled tissue in his hand. Jack walked in from the bathroom – he had no shirt on. He laid behind Ianto and put an arm around his torso. Then, they just lay still, closing their eyes occasionally but for nothing more than a few seconds.

Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand

If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

The next day, Ianto walked into the Hub and down into the archives. He sat in the corner and hugged his legs, not wanting to cry but a few fell.

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,

When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on

Jack looked at Ianto then down at Tosh. They walked into the room slowly and sat either side of him. Tosh rubbed his hand with her thumb and Jack put an arm around him. Ianto leaned into him.

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,

Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes

And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Everybody hurts. You are not alone.

Everybody Hurts – REM.