"What was that?" Jack asked Toshiko who was looking at her computer monitor.
"Looks like…" her voice trailed away.
"Tosh? What is it?" Gwen asked as the lights began to sway and fizz.
"Looks like some dodgy electrics." Owen replied from the medical bay. "Could get Teaboy to go fix it!" motioning to Ianto.
"Ha ha. Remember last time that happened?" Jack said, darkly. Ianto noticed his tone of voice and sighed. He concluded that Jack was still cut up about that incident with Lisa. Anise had noticed it too. She knew that Ianto was still angry at her. She tried to take her mind off it and concentrated on Tosh.
"Actually, it's the Rift, it's opening up!" Tosh said. "And it's going to happen right in the middle of the Hub." Just as the sentence left her lips, a huge hole seemed to be torn in the middle of the floor. Ianto was closest to it and was holding onto the railings for dear life as it sucked him in!
"IANTO!" Jack yelled just as Ianto was pulled through. That was the last thing he heard before the whole world went black.

Leah woke up and pushed her fringe out of her eyes. She checked her clock. 08:27, Friday 10th July, the LED screen told her. She looked around and saw her little sister, Katie, in bed beside her with her thumb in her mouth. She remembered her parents having a party so that they could meet the neighbours and they must have had a lot to drink as the flat smelt slightly of vodka and lime, her mums favourite drink. Her family came from London to Cardiff because her dad had gotten a new job. She got dressed into jeans and her most cherished t-shirt, one she got at London Comic-Con, a science fiction convention. She checked her emails on her laptop. Some messages from her friends, Charlotte, Siobhan and Robert. She replied and then went to the Torchwood Forum to air her disgust at COE, Day Four. Her favourite character was dead. 'Poor Ianto. Not a bad way to go, mind you, in Jacks strong arms. He has been done justice and will be sorely missed.' she typed on one of the many message boards that had appeared overnight. She logged out and left a note on the kitchen table saying that she had gone for a walk and would be back soon. She slipped on her trusty sneakers, sent by her uncle in America, and left.

Leah enjoyed the warm morning air as she walked to Roald Dahl Plass. She gazed in awe at the water tower and as she got to the base of it, her eyes noticed a man, lying in the middle of the Plass. She initially thought he was the result of a stag party's prank, dragged outside while sleeping, but on closer inspection of the mans face, she realised! This was Gareth David-Lloyd, the man she secretly had a crush on! Ianto from Torchwood! Her inner fangirl urged her to scream but she calmed herself down. What was he doing there? Suddenly his eyes opened!

"Ahh!" He heard a startled yelp from nearby. Ianto proceeded to get up but the pain in the back of his head made him lie down again.
"Are you OK…sir?" asked a girl's voice. He could see long, black hair and green eyes looking at him.
"Yeah. I'm...I'm fine." he replied and was helped to get up by the girl. "What's your name?"
"Leah, Leah Harris. You?" she asked, not wanting to sound rude, even though she already knew.
"Jones, Ianto Jones." He proceeded to look around and recognised the Plass. She cocked her head in slight confusion and heard a sigh of relief from the Welshman. He then properly looked at her and was drawn to her T-shirt. His eyebrows shot up. "What?"
"Hmm?"
"What's that? On your t-shirt?" he asked, pointing to the logo.
She looked down and replied, "It's Torchwood."