A Sunset In A Hazy World

DISCLAIMER- Don't own Torchwood… Are you surprised? I was when I found out

A/N- Wrote this short story when I saw a picture of a sunset. And I am writing another sad fic in another window so I needed a small break. Favorite, Review, and Follow… I have other stories you might also want to check out

The sun kissed the waves of the ocean as it slowly started to slip down the blue sky, which was rapidly turning into the colors red and amber. Jack held Ianto's hand and stared out into the water. Owen and Tosh had just died and they all needed some time off. They all needed time to cope with the loss of their friends and colleagues. Gwen had gone home to Rhys and Ianto had gone with Jack. And this is where they had ended up. Jack moved his arm around Ianto's waist and Ianto put his head in the crook of Jacks neck.

"I can't believe there gone…" Ianto said, his voice low and laced with misery. Jack couldn't believe it either. He didn't know what it would be like without those two. Imagine Torchwood without Owens shotty medical work and Tosh's technical brilliance? His snarky comments and her bashful remarks. It would take a long time to get over it. But Jack was sure of one thing. They were definitely people he never wanted to forget.