He had initially not wanted to join Torchwood Three after the fall at Canary Wharf, but he did it for Lisa. It was not easy helping her into the hub while the others were out drinking, partying, worrying or doing whatever they did. His quiet nature helped in hiding Lisa, he supposed. When the others figured that he was too quiet for their liking, they left him alone, never asking him why he spent so much time in the hub.
But now Lisa was gone, and Ianto was still there. Why? he often asked himself. With his certificates and good past track record, he could get a high-flying job at some large company. Instead, he was here, in an underground bunker below the Bay.
"Ianto!" shouted Jack from across the hub. Ianto looked up, snapped out of his thoughts. "A mug of coffee, if you please."
Ianto nodded and proceeded to brew a mug of his infamous industrial-strength coffee, reserved now only for Jack. He looked back at Jack, who was shouting out orders to the rest of the team. Ianto hid a smile. He wouldn't trade this watery underground bunker below the Bay for a million brilliant job offers, so long as Jack was thrown in with the deal.
A/N: My first piece of fanfic in a very, VERY long time. I don't mind negative reviews, but please be gentle!