A/N: Obviously I don't own Torchwood or anything to do with it, they belong to RTD and the BBC. But if I did things would be different.
So anyway I hope you like this, and want more :-)
Torchwood
The night was quiet and calm. Jack Harkness was sitting at his desk tapping the end of his pen in the reports he should be finishing and should of finished a week ago. He had only just finished writing the reports about the incident with his brother, Gray and he didn't want to have to write the death certificates for Toshiko Sato and Owen Harper.
Ianto quietly knocked on the door waiting for a reply. It didn't come. All he heard was the tapping of the pen. Tugging on the bottom of his immaculate suit, he pushed down on the handle and holding the tray with two cups of coffee in his other hand. Ianto stood in the doorway awaiting some sort of acknowledgement but Jack just sat glued to his chair watching the end of the pen moving up and down. After about a minute, a cup of coffee was placed in front of him. He finally looked up to see Ianto, now sitting in the chair on the other side of the desk, looking at him. Jack knew what Ianto wanted to say.
"Don't say it," Jack said quieter than he usually would. Ianto just looked away focusing on the shelf that he had pretended to fix about a week ago, so he could see what Jack was writing in his notes. He once again faced Jack, Ianto's face saying it all again. "It is my fault. No matter how you interpret it, it all comes back to me. I released his hand." Jack's behaviour had been scaring Ianto all day. He hadn't spoken much to Gwen and him in the week since it happened.
"Jack, I simply do not believe that you simply letting go off his hand would cause him to do everything he did. You have to stop believing that. It wasn't your fault." Jack was taking a sip from his coffee while Ianto was speaking. He put the mug, his blue and white one, down and looked around his office. Nothing had moved from where it had been that morning when he had climbed up from his bunk. "And from what you had said, there were other factors involved from the years that followed." Ianto regretted saying that last statement and hoped Jack wouldn't take it the wrong way.
Jack stood and walked round his desk and leaned against it. He let out a sigh and looked at Ianto, who was still sitting in the chair. Knowing whatever he said, Ianto wasn't going to let him believe it. There was a silence between them for about a minute before Jack finally spoke again.
"I fancy a walk, coming?" He grabbed his coat, not really waiting for an answer and headed out of his office. Ianto, knowing that if Jack didn't want to carry on a conversation about something not to push the subject, stood and followed the Captain out of the Hub.
They walked through the Plass in complete silence. The stars shone brightly and Jack couldn't keep his eyes of them. Ianto knew exactly what Jack was thinking mainly because whenever Jack looked at the stars he was thinking of one person: the Doctor. Jack finally broke the silence.
"Where do you think he is?" Ianto stared blankly at him.
"What?"
"The Doctor. Which planet do you think he is on?" Ianto didn't answer instead he looked up at the stars. He couldn't figure out why Jack always found them fascinating no matter what. "Ah, it doesn't matter. Just wonder from time to time."
"Do you ever regret leaving the Doctor?" Jack, a little shocked, stopped in his step just looking at Ianto. Ianto turned around as he realised that he was walking by himself. There was an awkward silence between them. Something that hadn't happened in a while. Even the silence back at the Hub had been reasonably comfortable. Ianto's expression fell as Jack looked away, thinking that he got his answer.
"No, I don't," Jack took a step towards Ianto. Now there was very little space between them. Ianto looked surprised at this answer. It was definitely not the answer he was expecting or prepared himself for. "Okay, there are times when I think I made a mistake by leaving him to come back. Mainly because I didn't feel like I belonged here. It just took leaving and spending all that time away to realise that I actually do belong here."
Ianto finally looked at Jack, refusing to look at him while he was speaking. Jack's face was sincere and Ianto Knew that he meant what he had just said. Ianto closed the space between them and pressed his lips to Jack's into a passionate kiss.
Jack pulled away. Ianto smiled at him, the smile that only Jack has seen. He looked up at the sky. The stars were now covered with clouds. How quickly the weather can change Ianto thought to himself as he turned around, still looking up.
The air got colder and Ianto shivered. Jack could see his breath on the air. There was a loud sound. It made Jack jump and Ianto just stood there. He slowly looked down, Jack following his gaze, and undone his suit jacket. Blood. Blood was staining his shirt. Jack quickly moved to catch Ianto as he fell to the ground. As Ianto fell to the ground, in Jack's arms, Jack looked up. There was a woman standing about five metres away. She had a smile on her face. Then she vanished. Jack's attention went straight back to Ianto. Quickly removing his coat, he ripped his shirt of to slow the bleeding while he rang for an ambulance.