Title: A Step Backwards

Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys Captain Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Gwen Cooper, Rhys Williams

Warnings: Fluff Mainly

Summary: Jack and Ianto wake up at the age of 15!!!

Author Notes: Hehehehe oh the fun I could have with this...

Disclaimer: I don't Own Torchwood or Ianto…although I do own one of those gorgeous red ties and I'm in the market for a red beret and a stopwatch.

Chapter One - A Rude Awakening

Ianto put his pillow over his head. He didn't know what time it was, all he knew was that he wanted to keep sleeping. He shuffled closer to the arm resting on his back, trying to steal the captain's warmth. He smiled when Jack's arm gripped him tighter for a moment, unconscious or not, Ianto couldn't be sure.

"Jack…" Ianto's voice was muffled by the pillow, "Are you awake?"

"No."

The younger man chuckled, "What time is it?"

"I don't care."

"We should probably get up."

"We should but lets not."

"Jaaack…" Ianto moaned, hitting him with the pillow.

He chuckled again, moving the pillow from Jack.

"That was uncalled for."

Ianto stared in shock at the boy next to him. Startled, he tried to move away, falling off the bed and hitting his head on the floor.

"Oh god, are you okay…Ianto?" The boy looked worriedly at Ianto but there was confusion in those eyes too.

"Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my bed?"

"Me? Who are you?"

"This is my flat and I need you to get out of here. Wait, Jack. Where is Jack?"

"I'm right here, where's Ianto?"

"You're not Jack." Ianto snorted, "What are you…fourteen, fifteen?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Look in the bloody mirror if you don't believe me!" Ianto stressed, pointing towards the bathroom.

Jack rubbed his head with his hands and reluctantly got up.

"Come on, the least you could do is wear some fitting clothes!" Ianto groaned and threw the pillow that fell with him towards the boy.

He received a smirk in return as the boy moved towards the bathroom. Ianto simply sat on the ground, unsure of what else to do. It took a moment to register that there was a strange kid in his flat and he had left him alone.

"Oh my god, what the hell did you do to me!?"

Ianto groaned again and shouted out, "I didn't do anything!"

"I need to get to the hub and figure this out." He overheard the boy say.

"Wait a minute," Ianto stood up, his own clothes barely fitting and walked to the bathroom, "How do you know about the hub?"

"I'm Jack. Of all people to know about it, it'd be me. How do you know about the hub?"

"I've worked there for about two and a half years now. Oh god." Ianto caught a glimpse of his own reflection, "No, no, no. This is a nightmare, a very vivid nightmare. I'm going to wake up and Jack's going to be there, everything will be fine."

Even his voice was lighter now that he finally noticed.

"I won't be able to drive to the hub."

Ianto simply stared at the reflection. The sight of himself oh so many years younger had him paralysed in shock.

"I'm going to need to take you to the hub to figure out what's going on." The boy next to him said.

"I still don't believe you're Jack but you're right. I'll call Gwen, get some clothes from her."

"Okay, fine."

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Ianto sat on the couch in his flat filled with the feeling of unease as he stared at the floor. How did this happen? How could any of this have happened? There were no new artefacts being researched, no reasons for this to have happened. He didn't want to look at the boy who insisted he was Jack, it was too unnerving.

"I'll admit this much," Ianto jumped at the voice, "You have Ianto's eyes."

Ianto reluctantly looked up at the young boy's grin. "Well…I guess you have Jack's smile."

"How can I make you believe it's me?"

"I don't know."

"Maybe if I tell you something only I know?" He offered.

Ianto stared at him for a moment, "…Okay."

"Okay…uh…lets see…" He paused in thought, "I don't know what to say. I mean, I could say so many things but I don't know what you keep to yourself."

Ianto smirked, "I'll give you a hand. What…what is my biggest fear?" Ianto said, reluctant to ask the question.

"I'm the only one you've told? It's robots. Not the stupid little toy ones but big ones. It's not a phobia, just a fear. You have a nightmare about them. I hate when that happens. I…I hold you close until you can sleep again, I hate the pain in your eyes." Jack's voice was a whisper, like he didn't want to share Ianto's secrets.

Ianto stared at him as he spoke, trying to find his own words.

"It is you. I'm so sorry I didn't believe you."

"Hey, I'm still not sure I believe you." Jack pointed out.

"Oh right, my turn huh? I could say so much about you too. You take your coffee black, no sugar. You flirt with pretty much everyone but not because you want to get them into bed but because you want to make them feel good about themselves. As far as most people are aware, you don't sleep much but the truth is, you sleep more than I do. You don't understand half the things we tell you but you can do that paperwork, as much as you'd like me to do it for you. The reason you try to get me alone at work isn't just for a kiss or a flirt, it's because you want to feel close, you want to feel cared for and loved."

Jack smiled faintly at the Welsh boy. He tapped the couch next to him, smiling a bit more when Ianto took the hint and moved to sit next to him.

"You're so bloody observant Jones."

"So you believe me?"

"How can I not?"

Should I Keep Going? Let Me Know Please.

Cheers,
Gabz
xx