-This story idea was given to me by Reina Komatsu-
Jack sat alone in a small bar in Cardiff drinking a pint. His back and feet were aching from a long day of chasing down weevils. The Weevil population had grown exponentially the last few years and they were now causing a problem for the citizens of Wales. He groaned as he phone vibrated in his pocket rather then answering it, he reached into his pocket and turned the phone off. He had all ready been killed three times today and really didn't feel like adding a fourth to his total.
It was times like this that he missed Ianto the most. Ianto had always made the deaths easier and he hoped that he had been able to comfort Ianto in his dying hour. Ianto didn't think he would be remembered in a thousand years but Jack knew in his heart that it didn't matter how many years passed, Ianto would always be with him. Ianto had been the only man that he had ever truly loved besides the Doctor and he didn't think he would ever see the Doctor again either. He finished off his pint and ordered a another one.
"One, please," He heard a familiar voice say and he shot up so quickly that he nearly feel off of his stool. He turned to see a man standing at the end of the bar. The man was wearing black jeans and a blue t-shirt. His hair was brushed down but the face was unmistakable, it was the Doctor. Jack stood up and walked casually over to his side.
"Hello Doctor," He said happily. The Doctor didn't answer as he paid for his drink and started to turn and head towards one of the tables. "Doctor, it's me Jack."
The Doctor turned and looked at him and Jack saw the confusion in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I think you have me mistaken for someone else," he grinned. "I just arrived in Cardiff yesterday, name's John."
"Captain Jack Harkness," Jack answered offering his hand and taking John's hand firmly in his and shook it. "I'm drinking alone tonight, care to join me?" The Doctor nodded eagerly and followed Jack back to his place at the bar.
"So John, what bring's you to Cardiff," He asked slightly amused and also very confused. Jack was positive that this man was the Doctor. He looked like, walked and even talked like the Doctor. Yet if he was acting as if he didn't know Jack, he was doing a very convincing job.
"I am just traveling around before I head back to London." John answered. "You?"
"Oh, I live in Cardiff," Jack replied.
"I'm sorry," John sighed and Jack couldn't help but laugh.
"It's not so bad here, I get to meet a lot of interesting people."
"Hmmm, that is why I travel," John smiled at him. "But as soon as I return to London, I have been offered a job by UNIT."
"Then you'll read all about me. I know they have files and files of them." Worry crossed John's face and he looked nervously towards the exit. Jack could tell he was judging how far it was from where he sat.
"I work for Torchwood." Jack explained before he had a chance to make a run for it, and John slowly nodded his understanding. He finished off his drink quickly and Jack motioned for the bartender to bring over two more.
"What are you going to be doing for UNIT?" Jack asked casually.
"I haven't been informed yet, not until I go in. I really want to go into their science department though." John told him.
"You don't want to work for UNIT, you don't like guns." Jack insisted as he took another drink.
"How do you know I don't like guns?" John asked him as he eyed Jack skeptically.
"The way your hand shook when you said you were going to work for UNIT, indicates you don't like guns." Jack replied thinking quickly. Luckily for him John laughed.
"You're like Sherlock! What else can you tell me about myself?" John asked and Jack almost choked to hear the flirtiness in his voice. He tried to remind himself that it was John and not The Doctor who was flirting with him. That did nothing to ease the swelling in his pants and he reached down and casually adjusted himself.
"I bet you're a dreamer, who looks at the stars and thinks of what could be out there." Jack took a chance and rested his hand on John's thigh. "I could show you. Come work for me in Torchwood. You could be our scientific adviser and you wouldn't have to use a gun."
"You're offering me a job?" John sounded surprised.
"I can tell you're a good guy John." Jack removed his hand and placed it back on the bar. "Meet me at the Cardiff information booth at seven hundred sharp tomorrow if you're interested." Jack stood and paid for his and John's drinks before hurrying out of the bar. He leaned against the outside wall of the bar as the conversation replayed in his head. From it he had come to two conclusions. Either the Doctor was one hell of a liar, or some strange man named John looked a hell of a lot like the Doctor. Jack was curious of which one it was but the Doctor flirting with him, despite his aching back and legs, he could have danced for joy. He turned and hurried down the street towards the information booth.
The original hub had been destroyed when a bomb had been placed inside of his stomach, not one of his more pleasant deaths. It had taken him and Gwen years of running before they were able to set up a new hub along the rift. Since then Martha and Mickey had also joined Torchwood to take the place of the missing team members. He still hadn't gotten around to hiring anyone else though these last few days had proven they need help.
He hurried through the main entrance in to the Cardiff Information Center. He had debated whether or not to even have it after Ianto's death, but once the main building was done, it just felt wrong not to. The Welshman had always taken pride in the booth so Jack made sure that it was kept clean and stocked in his honor. He walked past the main counter and down the short hallway to the secret door into the hub. This hubs main focal point was again the rift manipulator with its computers but seemed more office like. It reminded him a little of Torchwood one, with its white walls and clean straight walls. He doubted though that they would allow two of their employees to be having sex on the conference room table. He shook his head, he contemplated going to offer them a hand but instead he turned away from Martha and Mickey as he headed to his office. They could have their fun and he would tell them about the strange appearance of the Doctor in the morning.