Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, and I promise all my fellow Janto shippers out there, and I know there are many of you, if I ever gain the rights, the first thing I will do will be to resurrect Ianto and have Jack propose. I promise.

A/N: After I watched Ianto's slow and painful death…did I mention spoilers for CoE?...I was wondering what Jack meant as he was talking to his lover. This is my story on what I think Jack was thinking when he came back to life…

"I love you."

"Don't."

Jack sat in the room that was nothing more than a morgue, cradling Ianto's now cold and lifeless body in his arms. When he had gasped for breath, returning to the world of the living, he hoped that maybe Ianto would be gasping with him. But now, as he sat there, tears streaming down his face, Jack knew that once again he was alone.

"I love you."

"Don't."

"I'm sorry Yan," Jack whispered, kissing Ianto's hair. "I'm so sorry. I should have saved you; I should have stopped them…

"Why? Why you? Why did they take you? Why did you leave me?! Why did you love me?!"

With each statement his voice grew more hysterical and the hole in his heart grew larger.

"You shouldn't have loved me. You deserved better. I was never good enough for you and I never could be. But even after all the horrible things I had done, after all the crap I put you through…you stayed by my side…and you loved me…

"I should have told you…every time we kissed, every time I felt you tremble underneath my touch…every time I looked in your eyes Cariad, and saw who you felt…I should have told you I loved you. And I should have kept on telling you, until I was blue in the face and panting for breath. I live you Ianto Jones…but now you'll never know…"

Please Review…and forgive me, this is my first Janto story…If I'm a little OOC, please forgive.