A/N: A short one-shot brought about by day four of the Torchwood: Children of Earth series. I'm still crying.

Warnings: Spoilers for day four. Mild kissing. Shonen-ai.

Don't say Good-Bye

Deep breathing, mind racing, Panic starting to set in.

I look into your eyes and know I have to get you out. I can't let you die. Yet something treacherous inside tells me I'm already too late. Your words only support that voice; it slowly breaks my heart.

I plead, something I never do, begging to take back my words, I'd die a billion times if I could save your life.

That mocking computer generated voice just tells me that it's too late, that I can do nothing to save the one that matters most.

Suddenly you collapse; I catch you and gently lower you to the ground, whispering, begging, and desperate for you to hold on.

Please don't leave, don't leave me alone.

"It's all my fault."

It is, it's all my fault, all of this. I should never have brought you with me. You try to tell me it's not, but I won't believe you, I never will.

I try to tell you not to speak, save your breath, please…but you don't listen. For once you disobey, and I let you because inside I know this is the last time I will hold you in my arms.

"I love you."

Pain. Despair. Love.

"Don't, don't go."

Not after all I've done, not while it's my fault you lay dying in my arms.

I can see it in your eyes, the love you have for me, those blue eyes, like ice, yet so warm. I know you can see the answer you seek in my own eyes, and I want to tell you so bad, but I can't. I've never been able to, not even when it counted most. But I can see that it's enough for you, and in the end, that's all that matters. After all, words can only do so much.

"I did good yeah?"

Your voice is weaker and tears well up in my eyes. Voice cracking, I respond:

"Yeah"

You always have.

You're slipping away and I can only hold you tighter, whispering your name, pleading for you to hang on, stay with me. Eyes open, barely hanging on.

"Don't forget me."

"Never could."

The truth, only the truth, just like you wanted.

"Thousand years time you won't remember me."

"Yes, I will, I promise, I will"

Only the truth.

Lids cover blue eyes and don't open again.

"No. Ianto, don't go, don't leave me, please."

I can only whisper your name, cradling your body to my chest. The 456 say that I will die, and the children will still be sacrificed. A great, burning rage fills me and, silently, I swear to myself and to you that they won't get away with it.

Slowly I lean over and press my lips to yours, those lips that I've kissed so many times, already losing their warmth. My strength fades and I slide to the floor, arm draped over your chest, trying to hold on. I wish, selfishly, that this time I won't wake up.

There's only one thought before the flood of darkness takes me:

I love you, Ianto Jones.

And your face fades from sight.

A/N: Jack and Ianto will live on forever in my heart and in the hearts of those who knew them.