Hi everyone I know there are people out there right now who are going to be very upset at me for putting up a new story when I still have two others to write but I got into Torchwood just recently and more than any other part of the story was the relationship between Jack and Ianto. Of course now they've killed Ianto and that SUCKED!!!! He was my favourite character and him and Jack were so lovely together. The two things I never wanted to see happen in the series were Ianto dying and Jack ending up with Gwen!!! I can't think of anything that would be worse for the show than that and now the lovely writer has done one of those I don't think I can even think about watching the new series if it ever gets made, particularly with Ianto's death happening the way it did, it was just written badly. Anyway enough complaining I want Ianto back so I'm writing this story to cheer myself up. I hope you like it please review and let me know what you think. If you think it sounds silly or anything of the like let me know. Kayla

I don't own torchwood. If I did Tosh, Owen and Ianto would still be alive, Martha would have taken Suzie's place and they'd have sent Gwen and Reece away somewhere so they weren't in the show to whinge anymore they're even worse than me!!!

Fallen Angel

Chapter 1, Can Life Go on??

Captain Jack Harkness opened his eyes and looked around him. Walls, weird lights, strange buzzing feeling in his head, someone out in the next room seemingly talking to himself…yep, he was still in the TARDIS. Every morning he woke up wishing that it had all been a dream. That horrible creature in the tank, his grandson's death, his daughter's hatred and Ianto…

Jack's eyes welled with tears at the thought of his beautiful Ianto lying dead in his arms, the cold feeling of Ianto's lips as Jack kissed him goodbye. Every morning, before he opened his eyes, he reached across the bed hoping his to feel Ianto's warm body beside his and every morning he was disappointed.

It had been over a year since he'd left the earth and still the pain hadn't dimmed, not even a little. He still felt the pain of Ianto's death as if it had happened mere moments ago. He'd spent the last ten months or so with the Doctor, travelling about, trying to help in any way he could. He hoped that in helping others he might find some peace within himself. Hadn't happened yet, and any hope he may have felt in the beginning was quickly dimming.

Being with the Doctor had helped a little though. He missed Ianto and felt responsible for what happened to him and Stephen. The Doctor missed Donna Noble and blamed himself for what the other version of himself did to Davros; so they had quite a lot to talk about especially when they were drunk.

Yes, the Doctor could get drunk, and when he did he sang, danced and hugged everyone. Jack had awoken after many a drunken evening with the Doctor wrapped up in his arms and since the young time lord smelled nothing like Ianto, Jack never had to worry about waking up and fooling himself that it might be his lovely Welshman in bed with him.

Of course nothing ever happened between them; that just would have been weird. But over the last few months Jack had learnt that the Doctor really liked being held, he just didn't tell anyone because, well let's face it, he is the Doctor and he doesn't tell anyone anything about himself. Not until he's had a few scotches anyway.

Standing up, Jack stretched and headed for the TARDIS' equivalent of a shower which consisted of sonic waves coming at you from a different direction every few seconds and blowing the dirt or whatever off your body without tearing your skin off. Ingenious really, and when it was done you got out and the shower cleaned itself.

Unfortunately this meant that you couldn't use shampoo or soap or any of those lovely things humans used so he was grateful that he and the Doctor always smelt good due to their biology.

Flipping the switch he stood amongst the sonic waves and closed his eyes, his mind wandering back to his lovely Ianto. "Ianto," he whispered softly. "I miss you."

--

Ianto Jones stood in the high court of Heaven, looking up at the elders with his now forest green eyes. A slight breeze blew through the room, rustling the feathered wings that now adorned his back, the same lovely green colour as his eyes, and the white robe he wore to identify him as a student of the angelic arts.

He waited patiently while they deliberated over whether or not he was ready to come out of training and ascend to the level of guardian. By all rights he shouldn't even be in the council chamber being assessed, not for another two years at least. But he had pushed himself to the limits over the past year, mastering all the skills he needed to learn to be a guardian and his mentor was sure that he was ready to go out on his own.

He'd worked so hard for this. Making himself strong, working on his gifts. All so he could get out of the heavenly realms and find Jack. He knew it was against the rules to interfere with the living unless you were under orders from the high council but he had to risk it, he had to find Jack again.

At last the head of the council stood up from his chair and addressed the room.

"Ianto Jones. You come before us today seeking to be elevated to the level of guardian. While you know full well that this level should take you years to reach your master believes you are ready now. You have performed splendidly in all of your assessments and we can find no reason why we should not grant you your new level, however." He leant forward and looked down at Ianto.

"Ianto Jones I must ask you. Do you feel that you are ready for this position?"

Ianto took a deep breath and replied. "Yes Master Elder I do."

"And that is your honest opinion? You're not just saying so because your master wishes you to be elevated?"

"Yes Master Elder, it is my honest opinion." Ianto turned to look back at his mentor who was standing at the back of the circle watching him. "Master Allira is a hard task master but that is exactly why I requested that she be my mentor. I wanted someone who would push me to be the very best I can be and I believe whole heartedly that she has done just that. I feel that I am ready to take on the responsibilities of my new position."

The elder sat back in his chair and nodded. "Very well then, the elders of the high court of the eternal kingdom hereby grant you the rank of guardian."

A white light filled the chamber and the next thing Ianto knew his white robe had been replaced by what appeared to be some kind of light weight, forest green armour. It covered his chest, neck, hands, his arms and his legs and fit to his body like a second skin. He grinned as he thought of the kind of things Jack would say when he saw him in it.

He was incredibly relieved that he didn't have to wear a robe anymore, gusts of wind made that kind of outfit rather improper. He was going to have to find himself new footwear however, sandals weren't really his thing.

He smiled up at the elders and thanked them sincerely for his new rank before heading out of the chamber. Allira met him outside and looked him up and down.

"Well, don't you look all official now?"

Ianto smiled. "Thank you, Master Allira, for everything," he said sincerely.

Allira raised her eyebrows at him. "What, do you think your attachment to me just ends here?" She asked shaking her head. "No, I'm going to be watching you for a long time, Mister Ianto Jones and don't you forget it."

Ianto smiled and leaned forward until they were only an inch apart. "You're going to miss me," he taunted.

Allira glared at him. "Don't flatter yourself little cub, you're just another student to me."

"Don't bother trying to hide it Allira. If you weren't going to miss me you wouldn't be bothering to keep an eye on me. None of the other masters do it." He teased.

"Most of the other Masters have students that went through three years of being angels before being let out on their own. They had time to let go of their old lives and move on, you have not."

Ianto turned serious then. "Even if it had been three years, I would still be the same as I am now. No amount of time is going to change what I feel."

Allira's look softened then. "Ianto, you still say his name in your sleep, you still reach out for him when you wake up in the morning. It's been a year now and you know what Jack is like. He's lost a million lovers over the centuries and moved on from every one of them within a small space of time, why do you think you would be any different?"

"I don't," Ianto replied honestly. "I always knew I'd be a temporary thing for him at best but I will love him forever. If there is even the smallest chance that I can be with him again, even if it's only for a short amount of time I have to try."

"And what are you going to do if he has moved on?" Allira demanded.

Ianto looked down. "I'll be his friend," he replied, looking up at her once more. "The one person forever by his side. Always looking out for him, always listening, always protecting. I don't care about anything else as long as I can be where he is. That's all I want, all I've ever wanted."

Allira reached forward and took his hands, something she'd never done before. "Ianto you have so much promise, such extraordinary gifts, so much power. There's so many things you could do with this existence do you really want to throw them all away for a man that may never be able to love you?"

Ianto smiled at her tenderly and leant forward to place a gently kiss on her cheek. "You'd do the same, you know you would. That's why you helped me get to where I am so quickly; you and I both know it." He pulled back and looked at her once more. "You've been a wonderful mentor to me and I feel blessed to have had you with me for the past year. But you knew this day was coming Allira, from the very first day you taught me how to read the thoughts of others you knew. I have to find Jack; I can't leave him to wander eternity alone."

Allira nodded and looked down. "I know," she replied. "But you're like a son to me Ianto; I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Thank you," he replied softly. "I'll miss you." He reached forward and pulled her into tight hug. "Take care of yourself."

"I will" she replied, a tear rolling down her cheek. She pulled back and wiped it away before he could see it.

He gave her one last smile and headed off toward the gateway to the after life. There was still one more thing he had to do before he went looking for Jack. A few minutes later found him standing just outside the massive, glowing gateway and he took a deep breath before stepping through.

A few bright glowing lights and swirls of colour later found him standing in the middle of a large green meadow full of wild flowers, which stretched out as far as the eye could see. With a happy smile on his face he launched himself up into the bright, multicoloured sky and headed toward the area where the dead resided while enjoying their lifetime of bliss before being reborn into new bodies.

He landed outside an adorable little cottage with well kept gardens full of brightly coloured flowers surrounding the property on all sides. He smiled at the house as he reached up to knock on the red wood door. This is just the kind of house he'd always imagined her living in too.

The door opened and Toshiko's bright, brown eyes looked up at him. "Ianto, it's so lovely to see you," she greeted him cheerily, reaching up for a hug.

He hugged her back and greeted her in kind.

"So what brings you by today?" She asked.

Ianto looked at her sadly for a minute before replying. "I'm leaving, Toshiko, and I'm not coming back."

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Captain Jack stepped out of the TARDIS and looked around at the planet he was now standing on. The doctor said it was called Larimilus, and that apparently the locals were all very friendly and welcoming to visitors. The man in question stepped out of the TARDIS behind him and pulled the door closed.

"All right then let's go," He decreed and together they headed down the hill towards the town.

They hadn't set more than a foot inside the town before the Doctor reached out a hand to stop him.

"It's too quiet," the man replied when Jack asked him what was wrong. "The locals aren't usually this quiet, particularly when they're meeting new people."

Jack watched the locals hurrying about the village, their heads down, quiet as church mice. He turned to the Doctor then with a raised eyebrow. "I get the feeling that something's not quite right here."

"And you would be right." The man in the blue suit replied still watching the passers by with curiosity.

They only stood there for a moment longer before the Doctor lead Jack further into the city towards what appeared to be a local pub. Jack watched him walk up to the bar and introduce himself to the bar attendant.

"Hello there I'm the Doctor and this is Captain Jack Harkness, how are you on this fine day?"

Jack saw a slightly wary look fill the man's eyes before he replied.

"I'm fine thank you sir, how are you?"

"I'm just great thank you. We'll have two of your house specials thanks." The man quickly complied and as soon as the drinks were in the Doctor's hands he disappeared out the back.

The doctor turned to look at Jack and frowned. "That was a bit odd wasn't it?"

Jack nodded in agreement. "I guess he's heard of you. But that's not the reaction people usually have when they hear your name."

"No it's not." The Doctor agreed thoughtfully.

They chose a table and sat down neither of them bothering to try their drinks.

"When was the last time you were here?" Jack asked.

"Oh, a few years now. But it's nothing like it was then, something's definitely happened," he replied.

"Do you think we should wander around the town, try and figure out what it is?" Jack asked.

"I don't know I'm starting to get the feeling that we shouldn't be here."

"Should we leave?" Jack asked.

"Maybe, I don't know. I hate the idea of leaving here without finding out what's wrong but the feeling that we should leave this place has been getting stronger ever since we set foot in this town."

"Well, what do you want to do? Should we head back to the TARDIS and see if we can run a scan, maybe find out what's happened?"

The Doctor gave him a considering look before nodding. "We'll leave as quietly as we can, try not to draw any attention to ourselves."

"I doubt we'll have a problem with that. In order for us to draw any attention to ourselves people would actually have to be looking at us." Jack motioned to the people walking past the pub with their heads down.

They slipped out of the town and headed back up the hill toward the TARDIS. They were about ten metres away from their destination when a large bolt of energy flew between them singeing the ends off their hair. They turned to see who was shooting at them and Jack had only moments to register the bolt that was heading right for the Doctor. He dove on front of the man taking the hit directly in the chest. There was a moment of searing pain and then, nothing.

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With all of his goodbyes over and done with Ianto headed back to his room in the student's halls to pack up his things. There wasn't much and it took him only a few minutes to get everything neatly folded and stored in the small bag he'd purchased, along with some new shoes at the spirit's mall in the centre of town.

He chuckled at the thought of heaven having a town, or a shopping mall for that fact. How many people would laugh at him if he told them that Heaven was a lot like earth when it came to how they lived and what they did for entertainment? Of course when it came to movies up here they didn't need people to make up storylines they just turned on one of the viewers and watched what the other species in the universe were doing and that usually provided enough entertainment for anyone.

Smiling to himself he activated the charm on the bag and it immediately shrank down until it was barely the size of a watch. He buckled it to his wrist and pulled on the suit he'd left out to wear. Black tailored pants, crimson, long sleeved, button up shirt, black belt. He didn't put on a tie or anything else yet, just his shoes which were always perfectly shined (it is heaven after all), and a jacket.

The armour could thankfully move, twist, shrink, bend and shape anyway he wanted it to so he pulled it down away from his neck and shaped it to fit around his chest and over his shoulders. He left the top two buttons of his shirt undone and didn't bother buttoning up the jacket. Once he was happy with his appearance he turned toward the viewer in his room and reached up to flick it on.

A strange tingling feeling suddenly filled his head and before he had time to wonder what it was a vision flashed up in front of his eyes of Jack taking a death bolt to the chest. Ianto felt tears burn at his eyes as he realized that the tingling he felt was Jack dying…again. "Oh god, no." The words left his mouth before he was even conscious of saying them. "Jack."

He scrambled over to the viewer and threw the switch. "Show me Captain Jack Harkness and the Doctor," he demanded. The screen flashed a few times before Jack's now dead form appeared in the centre. Ianto watched helplessly as the Doctor leant down to lift the man into his arms. Suddenly the edges of the screen began to glow red and Ianto recognised it as the screen's way of warning the viewer of something. Of course it had no way of knowing that Jack wasn't going to stay dead but it was a bit late to warn him of that now so what did it want?

"What is the reason for this warning?" He asked the screen. Another flash of light and the name of the planet the Doctor and Jack were on flashed up on the screen. Ianto's eyes grew wide and for the second time that day the words left his mouth before he realized they were there. "Oh god, no. Jack, what are you doing there?"

end of chapter 1

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