Prompt # 9: Leaving
Warnings: Angst. I seem to have a knack for it, haven't the slightest clue why though.
A/N: Check out Rose Raven Riddle's new Doctor Who fic. It's hilarious and titled Interrogation. Trust me, its brilliant. Now, let's get on with the story. Oh and this is the longest story I've written yet. also will be series of it's own soon.
Jack watched as the boy – no, man, in front of him, swallowed enough Retcon to erase all of his memories from birth to today. It was Ianto's choice. Jack had tried so damned hard to stop him from leaving but the shouted words, spoken in anger but true nevertheless, had made him shut up and let Ianto do this.
"I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS ANYMORE JACK!!! DAMN IT! IT'S KILLING ME! HOW THE HELL DO I KNOW YOU'RE NOT GOING TO RUN OFF AGAIN and forget all about me on your adventures with your doctor." Ianto had screamed at him has he pleaded with him to stay and stop this nonsense about Jack just running off when ever.
It was those last few words that had made Jack give up. He swore to never run off without telling anyone again, but he still gave up trying to convince Ianto not to take the Retcon.
Jack turned on his heel and walked away, but not before he gently kissed Ianto's forehead, one last time. It was killing him to see the man he loved like this so he gave up.
In the end the only thing left in the room, other than Ianto and a falsified story about amnesia and an accident, was a small handwritten note from Jack that read:
I hope to The Doctor you know what you're doing Jones, Ianto Jones. To quote one of your favorite songs before the "accident":
I'm coming apart at the seams
Pitching myself the leads in other people's dreams
Now, buzz, buzz, buzz
Doc, there's a hole where something was
Doc, there's a hole where something was.
What a match, I'm half-doomed and you're semi-sweet
Boycott love, detox just to retox
And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life
Imperfect boys with their perfect lies
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy.
I hope to hell and back you know what you're doing by leaving this all behind Ianto. Just know that I love you, even if you don't remember me.
You know where to find me if you ever remember me,
Captain Jack Harkness.
Jack looked back at the hotel room door and whispered softly as he walked away, this time, possibly, for good;"I hope the note sparks your memories Ianto. Leaving was the worst thing you could do, both to Torchwood and to yourself."
And with those parting words and the swish of his RAF greatcoat, Jack Harkness left Ianto Jones to wake up alone with no memories, a strange file and a note that sparked memories that confused and scared the hell out of him.