So I know I haven't posted in a while and but I've been writing like crazy. So crazy in fact that I have decided to purge my computer of all my unposted stories. In doing this I hope to clear my mind and maybe find something fresh and new to write about. I hope no one minds because if they do it might make me sad. Psych, anyways go on and read the story and I hope you enjoy it.

Title: Missing Part of Me. This is the first time I've written them out of the Torchwood fantasy and placed them in reality.

Pairings: Jack/Ianto of course

Warnings: Since there is no such thing as Torchwood there is no such things as warnings although I must warn you this is slash.

Now, on with the story

Chapter One

Ianto Jones stood in the hallway of his flat bracing himself before he entered. It had been a long day at the company and all he wanted to do was go home and relax in the embrace of his fiancée Lisa.

Fiancée. The word alone six months ago would have made his lips curl in small smile and now, not so much. It wasn't as if he didn't love her because he did but he couldn't lie and say that the last six months weren't horrible because they were. If it wasn't his family stressing him with questions about the wedding it was Lisa urging him to pick a wedding date which he had yet to set. This alone made Lisa even more agitated then she already was and it was causing a strain on their relationship.

That's why he called earlier that day, telling her that he had an important announcement to make. She didn't know it but he had decided on a wedding date, the fourth of May, the date of their first date. He knew that she would be happy, not only because he picked a date but he picked on that had sentimental value.

He finally made his way to the front door and found it already open. Pushing it slightly, he walked inside and threw his wallet, cell phone and jacket on the counter top. Nervousness flooded his system as he gripped his tie again in an effort to loosen it. He started making his way towards the back room only to see Lisa coming out of the bedroom pulling a suitcase across the hardwood floor. She jacket hung loosely in her other arm and she seemed as though she was in a hurry, only stopping abruptly when she realized that he was standing there looking at her. A guilty look plastered her face as she looked up at him before her eyes lowered to the floor.

"Ianto you're home early."

"I shouldn't be seeing as it's after six." Ianto replied dryly as Lisa eyes wandered from but never looking directly at him. He looked around the room and to see that everything looked the same but at the same time, things were missing. Nearly all the pictures that were hanging on the wall were gone and the threw that Lisa had brought less than three weeks ago, the one that matched the drapes perfectly, had disappeared also.

"Sorry" Lisa finally managed to stutter as the handle on the suitcase fell out of her hand and onto the floor, "Look Ianto I-"

"Lisa where are you going? I didn't know that you were schedule for a trip."

"I wasn't Ianto."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I'm leaving" she said quickly when she finally looked up at him. "I wanted to do this before you got home."

"No shit-"

Lisa continued talking as if he didn't say anything. "Time got away from as I was constantly debating if I should leave or not but as you can see, I've clearly decided."

"You have got to be kidding me."

"Ianto-"

"What the fuck Lisa." Ianto continued to yell as if she didn't try to interrupt him. "After everything we've been through you were going to leave without even so much as a simple goodbye."

"I was going to call as soon as I got to my parent's house, I swear."

"And that makes it so much better."

"Shut the fuck up and listen to me" she snapped back, voice rising higher than his. "You're making this hard for me."

"Because leaving without saying a word would have been so much easier for me."

"Please just calm down and lets talk this out like adults."

"Are you serious? How can you be considered an adult when you were about to sneak off without telling me.

"I'm sorry Yan, it wasn't supposed to be like this. I know we were supposed to get married and start a family together."

"So what's changed, Lisa? Why can't we still have that if we both want it?"

"Are you kidding me? Ianto we may want a lot of things and up until recently I thought they were the same but they aren't" she whispered as she clung her jacket closer to her body.

"Lisa I-" Ianto tried to reply strongly but couldn't help the sound of his voice crackling just a bit. His head was spinning at the words she were saying to him. How could he not want the same thing as her, he loved her…right.

"Don't say it… just don't say it. Six months ago you proposed to me in this very room and I said yes. I said yes thinking I finally found my prince but it's been six months and I can't even get you set a date. It's as if you're deliberately waiting to set one because deep down inside you want me to change my mind."

"Lisa please, you can't do this to me…to us; not after everything we've been through." Ianto begged moving closer to Lisa, hands stretched out in hopes of pulling her into his embrace but she refused to move but instead bended down to grab the handle of her bag instead.

She only looked at him holding back tears that threatened to fall from her face. Lisa refused to cry over her heartache, she had cried too many tears and she physically didn't think that she could anymore.

"I'm not doing this to hurt you I'm doing this to save you."

"How the hell does you leaving me save me?"

"Because I can't be with you knowing that in the end it will all be in vain; that you will eventually become unhappy with me because I'm not really what you want."

Ianto could find himself saying anything at Lisa's revelation but instead found himself more angry than sad. After all that he'd done for her, never denying her anything since the three years that they've been together and it was like she was spitting in his face. He wrapped his hand so tightly around his keys that the outside of his knuckles were turning white and scratching the inside of his hand.

"Ianto…Ianto…Yan-"

The sound of Lisa calling him by a nickname made him snap out of his thoughts. How dare she call him that after all that she just told him. "Don't call me that."

"What?"

"I said don't fucking call me that." he spat again. "I hate it when my mother calls me that and I hate it when you call me that." His glare seemed to penetrate further into Lisa's skull as his own tears ran down his face.

"Please don't be like this."

"Be like what" he screamed so loudly that walls themselves seemed to shake. "Be upset that the first woman that I've every loved was trying to leave me before I came home from work. Or should I be upset that you didn't even try to talk to be about the problems that we were having before you made your decision. Well I'm sorry but I have a right to be like this dammit. I have a right to be upset."

She couldn't restrain them anymore and the tears that she had been holding back freely slid down her face. Lisa hadn't wanted to upset him but deep down she knew that it was for the best. That even if he didn't see it yet, he would and maybe in the future he would thank her. It would take time to get to that level but for now she could take being the bad guy if it meant them both happiness in the future.

"I'm sorry."

"Forget it" Ianto seethed as he backed away from Lisa and made his way over to the door. He needed to get away from her and he needed to do it fast. "May fourth."

Lisa looked up at her once lover with a confused look on her face. "What?"

"I set the date for the wedding" he whispered as he gripped the door handle tighter. "That's why I called you earlier to tell you. I picked that date because-"

"It was the date of our first date." she finished for him. Knowing that he had gone through and picked a date made her question her decision about leaving. It made the tears come down faster and her heart ache even more.

"I'm sorry." she cried as Ianto gave her one last look before he walked out. The door slammed behind him and she stood for only a second before her legs gave way beneath her and she crumbled to the floor.

Ianto couldn't bring himself say anything else as he slammed the door behind him and briskly walked down the hall.

Lisa…leaving…him.

The more he thought about it the angrier he became and he soon found himself behind the wheel of his vehicle driving way above the permitted speed limit. Ianto didn't seem to care though, he didn't have anymore to lose. A hand reached up to wipe away the tears that were steadily falling down his face but that didn't help much. The tears kept coming down anyways.

Because his eyes were so full of tears and blurry, he didn't notice the car running the red light and coming towards him at full speed. All he could see were the bright headlights that seemed to be headed for his direction. It was in this moment that time itself seemed slowed down as the runaway car slammed right into the passenger side of Ianto's car, causing him to swerve and crash the driver side into lamppost.

Pain radiated through his body as his head jerked backwards. Airbags exploded on impact, covering his face and semi-smothering him in the process. The glass in the window shattered and he could feel shards of it sliding into his face; allowing blood to trickle down the side of his face. The taste of blood filled his mouth and he found himself unable to breath or even move for that matter.

"Shit."

The sound of the panicked voice brought Ianto out of his thoughts as he tried to open his eyes. His attempts were partially rewarded because the only thing that he could see what the outline of a man's body in front of his car.

"Fuck…fuck." the voice shouted again, this time pulling on the handle of the door trying to pull it open.

It was then that Ianto tried to open his mouth to say something but he found he couldn't. He could hear the man running away from his car and it wasn't long before the sound of a car pulling off was heard. The excruciating pain became to much for Ianto to bear and he succumbed to the open arm of darkness.

He never heard another car pull up beside him and pull open the passenger side door, using every ounce of strength he had. He didn't hear the man's panicked cries as he slashed the airbags open for them to deflate before reaching over to cut the seatbelt apart. Ianto never felt the man gently but quickly pull him out of his crushed car and lower him softly to the ground. He never felt the soft whispers in his ears telling him that everything was going to be okay because if he had he probably would have believed him.

I hope you guys didn't forget that I am the queen of cliffhangers. I also hoped that you guys liked it and there will be more to come. Peace out