Okay, this story is actually really very old so hopefully, me having read this a thousand times over means there are no mistakes *fingers crossed*

Anyway, this is very much an AU.. well, actually only sort of. I could rewrite if you like, simply let me know, it'd also be great if you could tell me whether or not it's worth carrying on.

Read, Review and most of all; Enjoy! :D

P.S. There are OC's. They're totally not cameos or anything.. *hides*

He shakes the younger man hard, staring at him with cold blue eyes.

"What have you done?" He gasps, the bright blue eyes dulling and becoming shadows filled with tears. A hand appears on his shoulder,

"Leave him... even if he still remembers you... he won't for much longer..."

"But-"

"Don't..."

Ianto sat up in bed, a bead of sweat making its way down his temple, a contrast to the shivers running down his spine.

"Yan...?" A sleepy murmur startled him. He watched as his lover sat up, the sheets pooling around his waist. Ianto gave a small smile before kissing him quickly on the lips.

"Sorry if I woke you-"

"Bad dream... I know," Chris smiled lovingly and pulled him into a hug. Ianto breathed in the scent of his lover, something about it seemed... familiar but... he hadn't noticed it until now.

"Hey, wanna talk about it?" Chris mumbled into his shoulder. Ianto chuckled and led him to the living room where they sat with mugs of tea.

"So, what happened? Was it... Lisa?"

"No! Oh no it was..." Ianto paused and took a sip of his tea, those eyes...

"Two men. They were... shaking someone, I couldn't see properly, it was like through weird glass or water... I don't know but, he must of overdosed or something, there were pills and... they, one of them loved him. I could see it in his eyes..." God those eyes! Chris placed his mug on the coffee table and shuffled over to hug Ianto. He smiled against his long brown hair before leaning back.

"We're meeting up with Jess and Katie tomorrow okay? It'll be fine..." Chris whispered. Ianto nodded mutely, smiling. It was weird how he'd managed to lose a year and half of his life but Chris was helping him get it back, one bad dream at a time...

"Ianto! Chrissie!" Jess squealed. Chris rolled his eyes but returned her bone crushing hug anyway. Ianto grinned as he got his hug, the warmth from her body radiating into his.

"God, so warm!" He laughed, rubbing his gloved hands together. Jess glanced at her tights and dress.

"Always am. Oh, Katie is just in that shop, she reckoned she needed to buy some water colour pencils but I promise you gentlemen, her skills are no match to mine!"

"Keep dreaming, amateur..." Katie mumbled, appearing next to the small group. Ianto chuckled as he greeted her, they then set off for a nearby Starbucks.

"Ianto... I don't get it. Why don't you like it here?"

"I don't know... it's weird. Like I know there's somewhere way better to get it but... It always escapes me..." He trailed off at the end, watching as four new people arrived in the deserted shop.

"Oh my god... I think I've died and gone to heaven..." Jess breathed, eyeing up the guy in a long military coat. Ianto laughed as she leaned sideways slightly to get a better view of the grumpy guy in the back. She turned to grin at him but it soon faltered.

"Wait, must be hell... Chris is here."

"Oh har har! Remember who's buying your drink..." He grumbled, passing a twenty pound note to the cashier. 'Suzie' took it with a fake smile before heading off to make the drinks.

Jack gave the girl a wink before turning to his vortex manipulator. The Gregorax was in the basement, should be easy to take down. He put on his sexiest grin as they passed a small group of people by the counter. Two tall men, one with blue streaks, another with... wait, he looked familiar. A gasp from behind him confirmed his suspicions.

"Ianto..." Gwen breathed. Jack turned and shooed them all up some stairs to the seating as quickly as he could. Once sat down, the team were in stunned silence.

"That was..." Tosh gulped,

"Ianto Jones...'Tea-boy'." Owen filled in for her. She nodded dumbly, staring blankly at nothing.

"Jack, what if he saw us?"

"It doesn't matter, he Retconned himself pretty bad, he might feel a tinge of emotion, hurt maybe but... nothing more." Jack mumbled. Ianto... He hadn't changed. Yeah, his hair was a little longer and his beard was starting to show but other than that, he was still Jack's gorgeous Welshman. The team were woken from their thoughts when Ianto himself walked over and gestured to the spare chair.

"Um... sure..." Gwen smiled. Jack half expected him to sit down and ask how they'd been but to his displeasure, Ianto smiled his thanks and dragged it towards his friends who were seated not two meters away. Once there, he leaned over, kissing the other man on the lips. This got a series of 'Awe's from the dark haired girl whilst the blonde looked on with a bored expression. Owen tapped Jack softly on the shoulder.

"Jack I'm sorry but, we really 'av to go..." He whispered. Jack nodded once before standing up, tapping his Webley in his holster.

"Let's go kick some Gregoraxian butt!"

Ianto looked around the see the four strange people gone. A squeal of tyres brought his attention to window where he saw one them getting in a black SUV just in time as it sped off.

"Yan, you okay?" Chris asked, a hand on Ianto's knee. Ianto nodded, only slightly aware at the dull pain in his chest. Before he knew it, he was home and Chris was chatting away about some party next weekend being held on the plass.

"So you in?"

"What? Yeah, sure..." Ianto smiled. Chris grinned and pulled him forwards, pressing their bodies together before going in for a kiss. When Ianto didn't respond, Chris pulled back, one eyebrow raised.

"You sure you're okay? You haven't been the same since we went to Starbucks? Thinking about running off with a cute American?" Chris laughed. Ianto nodded slowly before his head shot up to study his lover.

"How did you know he was American? He never spoke to you..." Deep green eyes swiftly looked away as Ianto backed out of Chris's arms.

"Something's going on..."

"No, Ianto... I just... met him once before, a long time ago..."

"When? Why? Chris what... just... tell me?" Ianto looked pleadingly up at him, hands now around his biceps, keeping him in place. Chris nodded and sat them down on the sofa.

"It started with a man called The Doctor..."