When Ianto had started off at Torchwood Three, just after Canary Wharf he had started to take on alot more jobs than he was required to, while searching thoughout his clean-up jobs he had started to find anomalies and while checking in the archives, he had found a few reports signed by a 'Captain J Harkness' normally this wouldn't bother Ianto, apart from the fact that these reports had been written and signed in 1942. He than decided to take them to the mysterious captain and ask for an explanation.

Jack hadn't said anything while Ianto explained what he found and then polietly requested an explanation. He appeared to think for a moment and come to decision and sat them both down on the couch.

"Ianto, I can't die. no matter what." he said, looking as though he was ready to catch Ianto when he fainted, smiling gently Ianto patted his arm. "i kinda guessed that, Jack. I just wanted to hear it from your lips, so I didn't have to lie to you. I need to tell you some-AHHH!" Suddenly Ianto pressed his fingertips to his temples, as if trying to ward off an invisible force. Hot searing pain flashed through his head and he screwed his eyes up tight, trying to alleviate the pain. "Ianto, what's wrong?!" Ianto opened his eyes and vaguely felt Jack shift them both on the couch so that he was lying down with Jack kneeling above him. He can feel in a detached sort of way, Jack stroking his hair trying to calm him down. After what feels like years of agonizing pain in his head he becomes aware of Jack attempting at catching his eye. "Yan, If you don't answer in five seconds; I'm going to have to go into your mind to find out what's wrong." Ianto felt the impossible happen as the pain managed to increase itself and he just barely managed to stifle a scream. Jack moved again, so he was lying on top of Ianto fully. "Ianto, I'm so sorry. I don't want to invade your privacy but it's the only way I'm gonna find out what's wrong." Ianto heard Jack say softly as he felt Jacks hands move his own away from his temples firmly, but with surprising gentleness. Jacks hands were cool against his face; his fingertips pressing slightly into his temples. "Just try to relax Ianto and try to breathe. That's all I need you to do, I'll do the rest." Ianto felt his eyes closing involuntarilyand the next thing he felt was Jack's presence in his mind, firmly and gently turning off Ianto's thoughts and feelings, sending him into the blissful, pain free place of unconsciousness.