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It had been twenty seven years since Torchwood Three had been ripped apart by a bomb. Twenty seven years since Agent Ianto Jones had perished. Twenty seven years since Captain Jack Harkness had literally left the earth and twenty seven years since Mrs. Gwen Cooper had buried her self in earthlings disguising her self from us. Maria had only been a Torchwood Agent for three months, on her second day of Torchwood, her mentor and the man that had trained her up had died, torn to shreds by a weevil. It had been a very disconcerting time since she was now very aware that she could die at any moment. Working for Torchwood was going to see her die young and she had no choice in the matter, once your in the job you die in the job. It was a Thursday when she was handed her biggest job yet to find out what exactly happened to Torchwood Three.

Her boots clicked against the stone stairs that lead down to cold storage, she walked down the corridor her black cardigan barely keeping her warm. She approached the two solders giving them a nod the fist pulled out the tray then unzipped the bag. She looked surprised for a moment staring at the man laying on the tray you could see he was handsome not too skinny not too big just right but not,

"Why isn't he decomposed?" she blurted out before she could think,

"Agent Jones' body was put in cold storage following his death," the solder obediently replied,

"But this place wasn't built then,"

"His body was first stored by UNIT. When Torchwood fifteen euthanized UNIT his body was brought here,"

"Alright you can leave now,"

"Are you sure Mam,"

"Yes,"

"But Mam he might fight,"

"Then I will fight back I feel perfectly comfortable with Agent Jones,"

"Yes Mam."

She waited until the two solders had departed from the room before returning her attention to Ianto Jones she stroked his brown hair for a moment before turning around to the tools on the table next to her. She carefully picked up the metal glove she had had much practice with it and now it was time to put it to the test. She slid her hand into the cold glove then pressed it to the mans forehead. She closed her eyes and concentrated. Images came to her mind, memories, Iantos memories of the 456, of Captain Harkness, "A thousand years time, you won't remember me." Iantos last words whispered through her head. Then the expected happened his body convulsed air whooping back into his lungs. Within seconds his eyes were open and he was breathing heavily trying to speak,

"Oh god, oh god what's going on. Tell me that's not what I think it is? How long do I have? Where's Jack?"

She hushed him detaching the glove from his head and setting it down on the table Ianto tried to rear up and catch his surroundings but Maria lightly pressed him back down, hushing him again. She placed her hand on his head pushing back his hair from his gradually warming body,

"Take deep breaths Agent Jones every thing is going to be just fine," she smiled at him and that was the last thing he saw before he blacked out.

When Ianto awoke again it was slow and less painful he could hear a beeping noise which he had no doubt was a machine monitoring his heartbeat, where he was now was a lot less cold he could now feel warmth in his extremities and for that he was very pleased. He peeled his eyes open only to come face to face with the same girl, well woman, she had to be in her mid twenties she short black hair curving under her chin gave her a stern look about her but it was soon disappeared when she smiled at him, her smile was all teeth and her brown eyes were glittering,

"Hello Agent Jones, glad to see you back in the land of the living,"

"What's going on?" he croaked it felt like he hadn't spoken in years,

"Could you tell me the year please?"

He frowned at her, what was she thick? And where was Jack? He decided that if he wanted answers he was going to have to indulge her first,

"2010," he answered confidently,

She shook her head, "I'm sorry Agent Jones I really am the year is 2037. You've been dead for twenty seven years,"

"I don't understand," a hot tear ran down his face but he was past caring, "How long do I have?"

"What do you mean?"

"That glove it only brings people back for so long,"

"Oh no dear this one is much different then either Miss Costello encountered or the one that brought Dr. Harper back to existence. This one resurrects you are a walkin' talkin' breathin' heart beatin' human congrats,"

"So I'm alive like alive, alive?"

"Quite so, I assume you have questions?"

"Yeah many but what do you know about me?"

"You are Ianto Jones born august 19th 1983, died 2010 in Thames House only 27 years old sad yes? You current surviving relatives are Rhiannon, Mica and David Davies and before you ask no you can not see them,"

"What happened to Johnny?"

"Heart attack,"

"Okay. What happened after I died with the 456,"

Maria took a deep calming breath before telling Ianto the story only pausing to hand him a handkerchief to wipe away his tears. When she had finished there was nothing but silence, the beeping of various machinery and Ianto sniffling. His blood shot eyes looked up into her clear unwavering gaze,

"I didn't even ask your name,"

She looked taken aback for a moment, very few people asked her name they herd the word Torchwood and snapped their mouths shut they didn't bother asking her name she smiled at him,

"Maria Smith, pleased to meet you,"

"You to. Can I ask you a question?"

"Shoot,"

"Where the hell am I?"

"Torchwood 65, space dock, but don't worry were not staying. Once you feel strong enough me and you have a job to do,"

"And what's that?"

"We have been set the insanely difficult task on finding one Captain Jack Harkness,"

Iantos mind flashed back to when Jack had run off with the Doctor they hadn't been able to find him then,

"Your right. There is no way we're going to find Jack,"

"I fear Agent Jones we must,"

"Okay, but will you stop calling me that it's just Ianto,"

"As you wish. How do you think we should find Jack?"

"We need to start with Gwen. Is she still alive?"

"I have no idea. I fear Agent Cooper hid herself and her child very well from us we have been unable to locate her,"

"Brilliant."

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