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Ianto's pov

Ianto walked into the hub. He found it to be rather empty and ever so slightly different to when he had left it only a few days ago.

For once in his life he had taken a few days off. Or rather Jack forced him to take it off. It was only because while out weevil hunting with Jack he had gotten injured.

Ianto didn't really think about it because although it hurt, he had been through enough physical and emotional pain to last him a lifetime.

Though saying that , he hadn't gotten off very lightly and ended up with a sprained wrist and a mild concussion. That was the result of being distracted, and during that time a weevil took that opportunity and struck him from behind.

Ianto swore he hadn't left his desk at the tourist information centre like that . And come to think about it that picture on the desk didn't belong to him.

Starting to freak out a little he continued to make his way through the hub to his coffee machine. When he got there he noticed his and Gwen's mugs were missing and two new mugs were in there place.

'Odd' he thought but ignored that and made a fresh batch of coffee. During that he heard the others return.

Jack's pov

It had been 3 years to the day that Ianto had vanished. Not even a single trace and only one very selfish stuck up person to blame , Gwen.

He couldn't stand not knowing where Ianto was or if he was even still alive. He thought that this must have been how Ianto felt when he had disappeared , no wonder Ianto was so hurt.