a/n: so this has slightly abstract ideas because of what I decided to do with Ianto's character and what it adds to his relationship with Jack as well as the rest of the team and my OC (Flora). I've been procrastinating on posting this but seeing as the new season of Torchwood is drawing ever closer and the doctor is back now for season 6 I thought it was a good time. I'd love to hear all of you rinput on what you think of this. The readers opinions mean the world to me :)

Time Agent

Chapter One

51st Century. Vegas Galaxy.

Sitting at a bar in the middle of the Vegas Galaxy was a woman who looked to be roughly twenty years old sitting next to a man who looked as if he were in his mid-thirties. "So John, you called me here, obviously it's not a social call," the woman pointed out obviously leaning a little bit forward in her chair so that if the man, John, looked down much at all he would be looking at the woman's velomptuious assets that were accented nicely by the tight v-neck of her t-shirt.

"Sadly you're right this is not a social call," John said eyeing the woman lustfully moving his hand to rest on the woman's inner thigh. "Although it could be."

"Cut to the chase John," she snapped leaning back comfortably into her chair and giving him a hard stare.

John frowned and moved his hand from her thigh reluctantly grabbing his drink from the table and downing it," I need your help."

"I gathered," she replied. "What with?"

"Jack," John stated.

"Oh lord," she sighed rolling her eyes. "You and Jack drama again? I told you both I was staying out of it for the rest of time. Past, present, or any other place in your time lines."

"No, he has something Flora, something I want," John said.

"It's not his penis is it? Because I'm not exactly willing to go cut it off and bring it to you mate," Flora laughed humorlessly smirking at John.

"Flora," he snapped frowning.

"Okay, okay what is it then? It's not a trans-time manipulator is it? Oh oh let me guess it's a…nope I got nothing," she said with a slightly bored shrug.

Earth, Wales. 1993.

The thirteen year old boy stood at the bay staring out over the water with his jacket wrapped tightly around him his mind swimming with strange images of things, places, and people he had never seen in his life. Had the surgery really done something to his brain that it shouldn't have done he wondered frowning sadly. The doctors had said it would fix the tumor that had been forming in the back section of his brain and it had but now for months he had been seeing things. He was sure he had never seen or been to any of these places but he'd see them and sometimes when he would touch someone within seconds he'd get images flooding into his head as well as voices. The voices of the dead. No that wasn't possible he told himself touching the back of his neck, where the doctors had operated, gingerly. "Yan?" called a feminine voice that caused him to turn and face the person. "Mum says it's time to go she's got the shopping done."

"Right," he muttered following his older sister back to the car.

The siblings slid into the backseat while their mother finished loading her shopping bags into the boot of the car before getting into the driver's seat. "So Yan are you still having those creepy vision thingys?" Rhiannon teased as their mother started driving.

Ianto wanted to ignore the question or snap at her and say that he wasn't but he knew he was an absolutely rubbish liar so there was no point in even trying. Just as Ianto opened his mouth to make a sarcastic quip back at his sister their mother stepped in, "Rhiannon what did I tell you? Don't tease your brother he's not having them anymore because he's taking his medicine."

Rhiannon sighed and rolled her eyes dramatically before looking out the window away from her brother's guilty face. He had not been taking the medicine. There was no way that he was schizophrenic and he was sure of it the visions were real and of real things, they were never harmful they just were and his mother couldn't accept him being different he told himself before he too turned away to gaze out the window into the blissfulness of empty space.

Since then Ianto Jones had grown up into a fine man and at age twenty seven he found himself working the tourist desk in the small shop that hid the secret Torchwood institute from the Cardiff public. That day was a particularly boring day as Ianto finished up another report for Jack, god knows he was never going to get around to them (the lazy arse), the front door opened with a soft tinkling of the bell that attached to the door. "Hello, how can I help you miss?" Ianto asked politely looking up from his report his eyes fixing on the woman who now stood in the tourist shop.

She was small and nimble framed like that of a lethal cat that would strike at any moment though her body was uncharacteristically curvy for a woman of that build it suited her perfectly; he absently found himself wondering what she looked like without her clothes. Ianto blushed slightly as her intimidating amber eyes met his own blue ones and a smirk spread across her face. "Why yes I think you may be able to do just that," she replied though Ianto felt as if there was a double and much less planatonic meaning to the woman's words.

"Is there anything specific you're interested in?" he asked trying not to dwell on the suggestive air she held about her.

"Well now that you mention it, I am looking for a man about yay-high," she said holding her hand up over her head to measure an approximate height. "Dark hair, blue eyes, annoyingly sarcastic and shags with anything that's gorgeous enough. Seen anyone like that round here?"

Ianto gave her a noncommittally neutral look as he next spoke choosing his words carefully seeing as the woman had basically just described his boss; Jack Harkness, "Erm, no miss nobody that I know of. Is there anything else I could help you with?"

"Oh, did I mention his name might possibly be Captain Jack Harkness?" she added grinning at him wolfishly taking a few strides over to Ianto's desk. "And when you don't see him tell him that I miss him."

Ianto said nothing as she turned on her heel and walked over to the door just before she exited the tourist shop she stopped and looked over her shoulder briefly. "Have a nice day Mister Ianto Jones," she sent him a wink before departing the tourist shop the bell tinkling behind her.

"Jack I think we may have a problem," Ianto said calmly over his comms earpiece.

"What'd you mean?" Jack inquired in response quickly.

"Well a woman came in here and said to tell you and I quote When you don't see him tell him that I miss him after I told her I didn't know anyone called Jack Harkness," Ianto said.

It sounded like there was a bit of commotion on Jack's end followed by his voice through the comms saying, "Right, close the shop for today and head down here."

Ianto entered the hub to find Jack hovering over Tosh's work station as she typed furiously on her keyboard. He walked over to them to see they were currently searching through the CCTV to get a clip of the woman who had come into the tourist shop but were finding nothing. "Jack, I can't find anything," Tosh said sounding upset and slightly defeated. "It's like the clip never existed but it's clear in the feed that there's a jump from when Ianto was working on his report to when he's looking up and the door is closing on the other side of the room of its own accord."

"So she erased them?"Ianto asked arching his eyebrow.

"Yes it would appear so," Jack said frowning in frustration.

"But how could she have done before I called down to you?" Ianto asked.

"If it's who I think it is then she would have had no problem doing it simply with her mind," Jack said through gritted teeth. "Which means she's just toying around at this point and we're just going to have to wait."

"Why don't we go and track her down?" Owen asked.

"Because she's not someone you find; she has to find you," Jack murmured angrily and turned away from his team all but storming up to his office like a two year old that was having a temper tantrum.

Meanwhile the woman stood leisurely leaning against the railing that over looked the bay a slightly twisted smirk splayed across her full cherry red lips. It had been quite some time since she had seen Jack; she wondered absently how much he had changed since their last meeting in 1941 and how long it would take him to track her down with her having erased the CCTV images in her wake everywhere she went. Suddenly there was a beeping sound coming from the wrist strap the was securely tightened around her wrist causing her to jump in surprise glancing down to see who would be trying to contact her. She hit a button on her wrist strap and a hologram appeared before her. Predictably she found herself looking at the ever handsome Jack Harkness.

"Flora if you're here on Earth…in Cardiff in my time. I will find you, no games. I don't care why you're here. I just want you gone." The hologram ended.

"Sorry Jack but the world doesn't revolve around you," she muttered smirking to herself and turning back to the bay, she probably still had about an hour or two before he tracked her down maybe three if she was lucky.

"Jack!" yelled Tosh.

"What is it?" he asked bounding down the stairs.

"I think I've got her," Tosh said triumphantly. "I traced the residual rift energy that she left behind, when she was in the tourist shop, and it shows she's at a bar on main."

"Great," he said just as triumphantly. "You're great Tosh. Come on guys SUV!"

They all piled into the SUV and Jack sped through traffic not even bothering to park the SUV properly when they reached the bar that Flora's signal was coming from as Jack stormed in to find Flora sitting alone at the bar drinking out of a vodka bottle. "Ello there Jack, was wondering how long it was going to take you. Fifty minutes…impressive I must say," she said beaming at them all. "Oh a team? But wait…no blonde or a ginger. You need a ginger."

"God she's worse than Jack and John," Owen scoffed.

"Oh that's lovely," Flora said standing in front of Owen in a split second with a slightly predatorily grin spread across her face, and she looked at Jack over her shoulder laughing a bit before she added. "Quite good looking all of them are, I'll give you that."

"Toshiko Sato, Ianto Jones, Gwen Cooper, and the man you're basically fondling is Owen Harper," Jack snapped.

"I know who you all are," Flora snapped over her shoulder at Jack before winking at Owen and turning back around to face Jack properly.

"What are you doing here?" Jack asked.

"Oh, are there certain places I'm not allowed to go now then? Not allowed to visit an old mate from the Agency?" Flora asked smirking at Jack a little bit.

"Excuse me as in the Time Agency?" asked Tosh.

"Time Agency, we were partners for a while," Jack answered in a clipped tone.

"What's up with your partners being arses?" Gwen muttered to herself.

"A while? Three Earth years more like it," Flora said rolling her eyes at Jack and ignoring Gwen's comment.

"Partners as in?" Ianto asked.

"We shagged a lot," Flora said with a laugh.

"Don't even start," Jack snapped at her in a clipped tone.

"Why Jack you afraid your new boy toy won't like hearing about the good old days? Or have you not even told them?" she said smirking at the power of knowledge she held over his head.

"What do you want?" Jack asked.

"I told you mate this is in fact despite your suspicions a social visit. I don't do any of that sort anymore," she said simply.

"Rehab?" Jack asked arching a skeptical eyebrow at her.

"Yep, sex, drugs, drink, and-" Jack cut her off. "Murder. John said the same."

"Ya we went in together, absolute rubbish really. Who ever heard of murder rehab? Just a kill or two? Who's it hurt?" she scoffed shrugging smugly.

"You two are freakishly alike," said Owen.

"He and I don't get along much though," Flora snickered a little at Owen's comment.

"Exactly why she needs to leave," said Jack.

"Well that's the thing Jack, you cannot make me leave. I intend to chill out here for a while whether I spend it with you or traipsing around your city causing whatever havoc I please; it's your choice," Flora said smiling pleasantly.

"We're going to run standard tests once we get back to the Hub then," Jack said stubbornly.

"Hmmm what kind of standard tests?" she asked.

"Blood tests, reflexes, ect. Everything we do with all alien life forms," Jack said.

"I'm technically not an alien I am descended from Humans," she said.

"Don't smart ass me," He snapped at her.

"Fine, fine then I am at your completely mercy," Flora said with a flirtatious wink a broad mischievous grin.