Harkness On Death
Dying. It was an interesting concept.
Those who had undergone a near-death experience often said that their entire life flashed in front of their eyes in a matter of moments.
Liars, Jack thought as he looked down at his mug of coffee.
It was the dead of night, and Gwen and Ianto had gone home.
When Toshiko had died, the one thing on her mind had been Owen.
When Owen had died, his one and only thought had been of Diane, and how he had wished for a longer time with her.
Every time Jack died, though, there was nothing. No one that he thought of.
No regrets. He'd been alive too long for that.
He had thought that maybe, just maybe, he had loved Ianto.
No lovers for him.
Old men didn't deserve it.