A/N- Thank you to me awesome Beta for taking her time to so this for me! I love you. Hope you enjoy!
Jack met up with Gwen at the coffee shop that used to be across from the hub. He saw her and walked over. He looked her over once. Her stomach showed a small baby bump. Her hair was pinned back in a messy pony tail, and her nails were done.
"Jack!" Gwen greeted, standing up to greet her friend. "How are you?"
"This might be a surprise to you, but excellent! I haven't been better." Jack said, laughing somewhat.
Gwen looked at Jack. "Really? I mean . . . don't get me wrong, I'm happy for you, but are you really?"
"Yes! I know, I wouldn't believe myself either." Jack said, sitting down next to her.
"Well can I ask what brought this up?" Gwen questioned, taking a sip of her tea.
"That's actually why I asked you to meet me here." Jack took a sip of water.
"Okay then, spill!" Gwen probed Jack as the waiter come to the table.
"Coffee sir?"
Jack closed his eyes for a second. No one had called him sir since Ianto died. He composed himself then answered. "No thank you, I'm fine." He said, turning back to Gwen.
"No coffee?" Gwen questioned, taking another sip of her tea.
"No. Since Ianto died, it hasn't been the same." Jack confessed.
Gwen looked down. "I'm sorry Jack . . . I . . . I didn't mean." Gwen stuttered apologetically.
"It's fine Gwen." Jack reassured her.
"So . . . what did you need to talk about?" Gwen said trying to change the topic.
"Ianto." Jack said bluntly.
"Really? Shouldn't you leave that alone?" Gwen questioned, setting her hand on Jacks.
"No! I need help with something. He's coming back! He's alive!" Jack almost shouted.
"Come on Jack, let this go. It's not healthy to drag on this." Gwen said, trying to calm Jack down.
"No Gwen, look!" Jack said pulling down his collar to reveal the small red mark on his neck.
"Jack! Where did you get that from?" Gwen asked in shock.
"Ianto!"
"What?"
Jack pulled up to Ianto's flat and parked. He stayed in the car and leaned his head back. It was starting to get dark, but he didn't care. The afternoon with Gwen kept playing in his head.
"Why Jack? Why do you do this? He's dead, gone, not coming back!" Gwen got up, placed ten pounds on the table, then turned back to Jack "When you get your story straight, and stop joking about Ianto, then come talk to me. I know Ianto didn't mean that much to you, but he really loved you. And he died because you were too selfish to put anyone else before yourself! Goodbye Jack!" She said as she walked away.
Jack was going to confront her, but she walked away to quickly. He sighed to himself. 'How could she say that? I loved Ianto with everything I had. I know I didn't show it well, but I still loved him! God I hate that bitch! She was just pissed that Ianto got all the attention and not her sweet sorry ass.' Jack shook the thoughts out of his head and got out of the car.
He walked to the door of the flat and opened it. He walked in and stopped where he was. The overwhelming smell of coffee filled his nose. He walked forward, hand on his gun, towards the kitchen. When he enters he is shocked at what he sees. The kitchen was lightly lit by lit candles, rose petals scattered around on the table, along with two lit candles in the middle for light, a bottle of wine, and a place setting for two. Soft music was playing in the background. Jack felt warm and strangely at home in the different atmosphere of the kitchen. He turned to his left and saw Ianto, leaned over a stove stirring a pot of something on the stove.
"Ya . . . Ianto?" Jack asked.
"Jack!" Ianto sounded surprised. He straightened up and looked at Jack. "I didn't expect you home so early." He said smiling.
"Um . . . yea." Jack said trying to avoid the obvious question that was on his tong.
"I made dinner!" He said in a 'look at what I did' tone.
"I see!" Jack answered. "Okay I can't put this off anymore. How are you doing all this?"
Ianto just stood there looking at Jack. "Dinner?" He said trying to avoid the question.
"Ianto, answer me please!" Jack said crossing his arms across his chest.
"I don't know. The only thing I know is that every night I become human for a while. During the day I'm dead. I have no clue what is going on."
"So . . . you're alive at night and dead during the day?"
"Yea." Ianto responded
Jack silently chuckled to himself. "What's so funny?" Ianto asked placing a hand on his hip.
"Nothing. It's just that, you're dead during the day, alive at night, and you're cold." Jack answered, his chuckle turning into a laugh.
Ianto just stood there, still confused. "Really Ianto? Vampire, Ianto. You are like a vampire."
Ianto glared at Jack. "Ha, funny!" He said turning his attention back to the pot on the stove.
"Hey, at least you don't sparkle. Then you would really be gay!"
"Really Jack! Do you have some infatuation with Edward now?"
"God no! What do you think I am a gay little girl? Trust me Ianto he does not make me want to reach down and touch myself."
"Good. Because some fetishes should be kept to yourself!"
Jack laughed over falling over.
Ianto laughed. "Oh Jack, what am I going to do with you?"
"Mmm . . . feed me, love me, sleep with me." Jack said, wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing his neck.
Ianto brought up the spoon so Jack could taste the hot liquid. "Mmm . . . that's good! What is it?"
"My mam's homemade cheese sauce." Ianto said, very proud. "Do me a favor love, and grab me the macaroni out of the oven."
Jack listened and got out the hot pan filled with elbows. He placed it on the stove next to the pan next to Ianto. Ianto smiled and poured the sauce on top and stirred it. He picked up the pan and placed it onto the table. Jack and Ianto sat down and started to serve themselves.
"So how was your day, Jack?" Ianto asked, shoving a forkful of Mac and Cheese into his mouth.
"Aggravating." Jack answered, doing the same.
"Why? What happened?"
"I went to see Gwen today."
"How is she? Fat yet?" Ianto laughed.
"A little, she's starting to show. But I called her because I wanted to talk to her about . . . you."
"Me?" Ianto questioned surprised.
"Yeah. She thinks I'm lying. I need help! If I want to get you back I have to know what to do!"
"Baby, don't worry about it yet. Let's just enjoy this." He said, smiling at Jack.
He picked up the wine bottle and poured Jack and himself a glass. After they ate, they sat on the couch and snuggled.
"Ianto?" Jack said, breaking the silence in the room.
"Yes Jack?"
"What is it like? Where you go I mean." Jack questioned, stroking the young man's hair.
"It's not like you said it would be. It's warm, quiet but loud, and I can feel you there." He said tilting his head up to look at Jack.
"Me there? That sounds nothing like where I go." He confessed, looking down at the bright blue eyes that stared back at him.
"I know you are alright, and everything is going to be okay."
"I love you Ianto. I'm sorry I didn't show it before."
"It's okay Jack. I understand. I knew you loved me."
Jack smiled down at him, and leaned into kiss him. They kissed back and Ianto got up from his spot to sit on Jack's lap. They continue to kiss and Jack ran his hand up Ianto's shirt. Ianto pulled away and Jack started to plant small kisses onto his jaw and neck.
"Jack . . . getting me excited won't work. I can't."
"Why-can't –you?" Jack said between kisses on his neck.
"I'm dead. But I can still do you." Ianto said, smirking at Jack.
"No. If I can't be totally with you, I can wait. I just want to hold and kiss you right now." Jack said whole heartedly.
"Aw, Jack!" Ianto leaned in and kissed him again.
Jack picked Ianto up into his arms and carried him into the bedroom. He placed him down on the bed like the night before, this time under the covers.
"I'm going to miss waking up and not having you here." Jack said, sorrow in his voice.
"I know love. But I'll always be here, and I will always come back for you." Ianto said, trying to reassure Jack.
"Tomorrow can I call Owen and Tosh and see what they think? Maybe even call them in when you get here?"
"I guess. I want to come back as much as you want me to."
"Then tomorrow I call the Torchwood team again. Our first real meeting since the . . ." Jack trailed off, not wanting to bring it up again.
Ianto saw the pain in his eyes. "Jack?"
"It's nothing I'm fine." He lied, whipping silent tears from his face.
"Honey, that's behind us now." Ianto tried to help him, but he knew that until he was fully back, this would still pain Jack.
"Just saying that stupid number hurts. Holding you still hurts. Waking up in the morning hurts. You dying in my arms, killed me. I will never forgive myself for that day. I should have kept you with Gwen."
"I know you think that way, but it wasn't you! I love you Jack, with everything I have. I will die thousands of times to know that you are okay. I love you, Jack Harkness, forever!"
Tears were on the edge of Jack's eyes and on his cheeks. "I love you too, Ianto Jones. I always have. And I swear on my life that I will get you back, and we will be together, and you will be mine."
"Jack . . . is that?"
"Yes, Ianto Jones. As soon as I get you back, I'm marrying you."
Ianto smiled and kissed Jack. "Sleep now love. I'll see you tomorrow."
Jack snuggled into Ianto's chest gripping him tight. "I absolutely love the night." Jack whispered to himself as he drifted off into sleep.