Face it; you'll always be second best. After all, there's nothing special about you. Nothing that would gain the love of Jack Harkness, the man who could have anyone, the voice has been haunting Ianto since him and Jack started…doing whatever it was they were doing. The voice warned of futility, of pain, of love lost. As time wore on it became harder to fight. To defend whatever it was the two had. After all, he was just a tea-boy. Jack could have Gwen or John, perhaps even his mysterious 'Doctor'. There was no way he'd just settle for Ianto.
