Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or any of the characters, that is the BBC and RTD. This is my first story ever for FanFiction so I hope you like it and reviews would be really nice, as long as you're gentle.
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Chapter 1
Jack was staring at one of the most beautiful natural sights in the whole universe. The sky was awash with pinks, yellows and oranges. Most people back on Earth, his home for the past couple of centuries, have never even heard of this place and if they were to be in his place would be transfixed. However Jack couldn't even pretend to be interested. All he kept thinking was 'I wish Ianto was here.' Jack was practically gagging for one of Ianto's little quips. He yearned to see Ianto's face reflecting the colourful lights in the sky whilst his jaw would be dropping with amazement. He just wanted Ianto by his side.
Over the past six months he had tried various things to overcome the death of his lover. First he salvaged the resurrection gauntlets from the destroyed hub. One night under the cover of darkness Jack paid a trip down to the Cardiff Bay. It was a couple of weeks after the bomb but the area was still cordoned off by police tape and the ground was scorched black. It was obvious that parts of the hub that they used every day were going to be destroyed as that is where the bomb had gone off, but Jack wanted to go lower than that. The hub consisted of several floors each containing years of history that the government had tried their hardest to cover up. There was alien technology, paperwork and all the people that Torchwood had killed. Jack's colleagues, family and enemies were buried underneath the Cardiff Bay and nobody even knew.
On the way to one of the security vaults, were Ianto himself had locked the glove away, Jack made a detour. The destruction of the hub had made Jack homeless. For the first few nights he had slept on Gwen and Rhys' sofa but knew this was impractical. With the couple expecting their first child they didn't need another body taking up valuable space. Even though Gwen was only three weeks pregnant at the time Rhys had still bought baby's first mobile, cot and dummy. On top of that Jack was pain stricken every time he looked at Gwen. He knew that Torchwood was over. The whole team bar him had been wiped out countless times before, they had even relocated a couple of times but this time it felt final. He looked at Gwen and knew that she had something to look forward to. She had a way to cope with the pain from the last couple of years. So a few days later Jack made his excuses and moved into a hotel.
Jack looked round his old room. It was relatively intact, surprisingly. He smiled slightly as he remembered when he first took Ianto into his bedroom. They had of course made love before, mostly in Jack's office, but Ianto had wanted to know where Jack slept. Ianto was unimpressed with Jack's bedroom but wasn't surprised by the bare grey walls. As Jack and Ianto grew closer they would start to sleep in Jack's bedroom more and more and each time Ianto would bring something to decorate the bleak walls with. Usually it was a picture of some place or thing, sometimes a dirty joke and once a picture of Jack and Ianto kissing at the Torchwood Christmas party. Jack searched through the debris and contemplated taking some of these reminders of Ianto but thought against it. If he found the resurrection gauntlet he would have the real thing back and there would be no need for little reminders.
The security vault had pinged open during the explosion. If looters were determined enough to go through five floors of wrecked secret sci-fi super hub then they could get their hands on all sorts of alien technology but Jack didn't care. Once Jack had his hands on both gloves he started to get second thoughts. When Suzie was brought back to life she was hell bent on revenge and didn't care who she killed. Owen was more forgiving than Suzie but was a shell compared to his former self. Did Jack really want to put Ianto through this? So Jack threw down the gloves and ran away.
There had been more attempts to revive Ianto. A man in Egypt claimed to be in possession of an ointment that if rubbed on the deceased would bring them back to life but it turned out to be just wishful thinking. A French man had a type of tea with reviving qualities that was just supposed to be used on the nearly dead, ruling Ianto out. So instead Jack had started travelling. He had to get out of Cardiff because not only did it remind him of Ianto but of the entire the Torchwood disaster. London was no better because it made him think of when he killed his grandson and his adventures that he shared with the Doctor, who he guessed he would never see again. Eventually he decided that Earth was too small and he no longer felt that he deserved the right to protect Earth from aliens so six months later he met Gwen and Rhys in a deserted part of Cardiff and left Earth forever. Now he was travelling through space again and hopefully was on his way to moving on from Ianto.