This is my first Torchwood only fic (i've written a crossover XD) so I'm really sorry if the characters are OOC, i'm getting the hang of writing them. This is a fix it fic for CoE and the bar scene at the end of part 2 of the doctor who episode 'the end of time' because it made me angry (i think I care far too much XD). The dialogue probably doesn't match with the episode because I was too busy praying a miricle would happen and then getting despressed when it didn't.

Disclaimer: I really wish i owned torchwood and doctor who, then fix it fics would be completely unecessary.

spoilers for CoE and 'the end of time' (as stated above XD)

enjoy!

Jack Harkness was sitting in a bar that was pretty much a carbon copy of the cantina bar in the first Star Wars film. Various species were mulling around talking, drinking and, in one case, trying to tear each other limb from limb.

Jack hadn't really chosen this drinking hole, it was just the first one he'd found. After a couple of minutes sitting at the bar he caught the bar tender's eye and ordered a drink.

He wished that alcohol had an effect on him, that he could get completely pissed and forget everything, but thanks to his immortality he couldn't.

What he wouldn't give for one night where he could just simply not remember the events that had caused him to leave Earth. Hell even sex wasn't as much of a distraction anymore because none of his partners were Ianto.

Jack looked at his drink then raised it slightly, to you Ianto Jones, the man I can never forget, he toasted silently before drinking the liquor.

A note suddenly appeared in front of him. Jack looked up and saw the bar tender.

"From the gentleman over by the door," he explained before going off to serve another customer.

Jack looked at the door and saw the Doctor who was grinning slightly, as though he was planning something. Now slightly confused Jack opened the piece of paper.

Look left.

Jack obeyed and looked at the person sitting to his left; he was kinda cute but had rather large ears. He was about to turn to the Doctor when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"He means his left, not yours," the voice behind him said.

An extremely familiar voice.

But it couldn't be, could it?

Jack quickly spun around and came face to face with Ianto Jones.

So many questions were rushing around Jack's brain that he couldn't pick one out and just stared speechlessly at the Welshman.

"How?" The question managed to get out of the traffic jam of thoughts and made its way to his tongue.

"What, no 'Hello Ianto'?" Ianto smirked.

Jack ignored this and began to run his hands up Ianto's arms then up his neck, over his cheeks and through his hair. "You're real."

"No, I've come back from the dead to haunt you," Ianto said sarcastically, rolling his eyes, "of course I'm real. And in reponse to your previous question the reason I am sitting here is nanogenes, or at least that's what the Doctor told me."

Jack laughed, he'd missed Ianto's humour, and then he kissed him, wrapping his arms around the younger man. Ianto returned the kiss immediately. It was definitely Ianto's kiss, no one Jack had ever met (and kissed) kissed like Ianto. He smiled, this was the third time he'd identified him by kissing.

"You're staying right?" Jack asked as they finally pulled apart, but he kept Ianto in his arms.

"For as long as you'll have me," Ianto replied before kissing him again.

Neither of them noticed the Doctor slip away. Jack made a note to thank him when they next met but right now all he wanted was to show the gorgeous Welshman in his arms just how much he had missed him.

Hope you enjoyed it! Happy new year everyone!