Disclaimer: Like always, nothing here is mine if you recognise it from Torchwood. Which means everything but the plot line really...
A/N: An explaination; if people have been lucky enough to have me comment on their work (I know, I'm just so marvellous... *ahem*) then you'll probably have had me moaning about the cliffhangers on this site! So, here is my solution to all that! Enjoy!
Cliff
Jack Looked at Ianto, Ianto looked at Jack. They were in trouble and they knew it. It was all because Jack had decided to show off, and look who was paying the price for it now. Ok, so they were technically both in danger of dying but it wasn't really the same. Jack would die but be walking around in a few hours time as if nothing had happened. Ianto would die. End of story.
"Why did I let you talk me into this?" asked an exasperated Ianto as he shuffled his hands to get a better grip on the one thing keeping him alive.
"Because you knew it'd be fun." grinned Jack, his usual reassuring grin had lost a bit of its dazzle since he'd gotten them into this rather perilous situation. "Well be OK, don't you worry, I'm sure someone's on the way to get us out of this mess as we speak."
"And who would that someone be Jack? No-one knew we were here!" grunted Ianto as he tried desperately to pull himself out of danger.
"Ianto, stop trying to pull yourself up, you're only loosening the soil around the roots and slipping further down. Carry on like that and Owen'll be scraping you off the floor like a lump of squidgy jam."
Ianto gently lowered himself back into his helpless position hanging from a tree over the edge of a cliff in a remote area of Wales. "We're god-knows-where, hanging over some cliff hoping that a half dead tree doesn't give way. I kinda have the feeling that Owen'll be scraping me off the rocks below no matter how long I hold onto this bloody tree." retorted Ianto somewhat sarcastically.
"On the brightside, this should be getting those arms of yours a bit more into shape." replied Jack.
Ianto sighed, "I don't think you quite grasp the seriousness of my situation sir," began Ianto, placing a large emphasis on the sir before continuing, "while you can let go, hit the floor with a bang and walk away, I can't. I hit that floor with a bang and there's no more Ianto Jones."
Jack became serious. "I know Ianto, and trust me, I don't want that to happen. Just, listen to what I tell you to do alright? Like you said, if I fall it doesn't matter, the main thing is to make sure that you go up, not down. If that means I have to fall then so be it."
Ianto smiled a sad smile before nodding. It always hurt him to see Jack die but at least he was safe in the knowledge that he would come back eventually. That was, provided his luck didn't run out.