Inspired by Starman and Earth Girls Are Easy, any resemblance to the films is purely incidentally... especially since I've only seen Starman. Please don't flame, if you flame me I'll have the right to get my own back!

Prologue

He stood out in front of the lake not bothering to hide his tears, he missed Scott, he missed him so much! It had been almost six months since his lover passed away and it hadn't stopped hurting.

"The stars look beautiful tonight" he whispered to himself before looking down at the gun in his right hand "You always liked it... when I watched them with you" he swallowed hard, drawing in breath and courage against his tearful sobs "Scott..."

He lifted the gun to the side of his head and let his eyes drift shut, he felt content thinking he was going to see Scott again, he was about to squeeze the trigger... BANG.

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Ianto's eyes snapped open to see a large ball of light, big enough to be a plane, streaking towards the Beacons, he watched as part of it broke off free falling into Llangorse Lake sending water flying fifty feet above the treetops. He watched in horror as the rest of the light went down a few miles away with a loud roaring explosion, the impact of it knocked him off his feet and he tumbled back onto the wood decking of his patio.

He got up quickly diving into the house to grab his torch from the cupboard and his cell phone then hurried out to his big SUV. Was it a down aeroplane? He called the police on his hands free to report the crash as he sped along the road towards the nearer part of the plane.

There was flames every where and the part of the plane that had come down had skidded along the ground into the lake. The young Welshman stopped the car and jumped out

"Hello!" he called out wondering if there were survivors, it didn't look like it was possible because the plane had been on fire! But he hurried towards the lake determined to help anyone who had been lucky "Hello!"

There was a splash as something came to the surface of the lake, he couldn't quite see what it was.. he was about to take a step forward when he heard the emergency services coming. Ianto turned round to greet them and when he looked back the thing on the surface was gone.

He offered to help out but the police told him it was best for him to go home where it was safe so with a sigh he climbed back into his car and headed home, unbeknownst to him something had gotten in the car with him.

Jaarkness had crawled out of the lake when he heard that strange voice calling out, he clawed along the ground hiding in the trees from the weird looking pink weasel creature and towards the warmth. The weasel had come from the warmth and he knew it was dangerous but he was hurt and it was cold to his Boe skin; he'd have to use the chameleon circuit to survive on this planet. No one knew he was here since he ran away and there was no way to send a signal with his ship destroyed.

Jaarkness curled up on the floor of the warmth and considered letting sleep take him but he knew he had to use the circuit before he passed out, if he didn't then he might loose consciousness and die from the extreme harshness of the environment. I just want to sleep, he thought...

The creature came back and got into the warmth commanding it and making it move with ease, they were moving and he was being taken away from the escape hatch from his ship. He lifted his bleeding hand to the seat and blinked when he felt something, it was a comb sitting on the back seat, he picked it up looking at it in wonder. Jaarkness waved the chameleon circuit over it and it beeped quietly telling him that the black hair strands were compatible.

Ianto manoeuvred the car into his garage then went inside he was tired and all he wanted to do was sleep. The gun was still lying on the patio were he'd dropped it, he looked at his watch, two hours ago he picked it up and put it away then went to bed.

His insides burned. His outsides burned. It felt like he was being torn apart! Combined with the injuries he'd received before leaving Boe and the injuries he'd sustained during the crash he was completely wiped of energy, how he managed to climb from the warmth and walk to the building the weasel disappeared into was beyond him.

Ianto dreamed, he dreamed Scott was here in their bedroom... but he was hurt, he woke up thinking how much the other man needed him. The sun shone through the thin curtains, Ianto rubbed the sleep from his eyes, sat up and his jaw dropped open. There on the floor, laying naked covered in blood, was his dead lover Scott.

"Scott?"

"Uhh" mumbled Scott, he jumped from the bed rushing to the man on the floor

"Can you hear me? Scott!" there was a large gash up his side and a big bump on his forehead, he knew he had to stop the bleeding so he grabbed the nearest thing to him and pressed it over the more serious wound. It didn't take long to stop the bleeding and soon Scott started to come round "Scott?"

The look of terror in the other man's eyes was palpable as he tried to wriggle away from Ianto out of fear, he struggled until he lost consciousness once more.

TBC...

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