Hello everyone.
I'm so sorry for the long wait. Real life got in the way. I have a lot of homework and because of it I'm not able to finish school this year. on top op that the charger of my laptop broke down which meant I could only use my laptop for the really important things. I'm not going to abandon this story. I've got some ideas where I want to take this story.
Thanks to ukdramafan for pointing out a small grammar mistake in the last chapter. Also a huge thank you forsd4ianto for your nice message. Thank you so much.
Now on with the story. This is the chapter a lot of you have been waiting for. The letter from Ianto to Jack.
Hello Ianto,
If you're reading this than that means that I've lost an awful lot of my memory. Because I knew it would be a possibility that I would lose a few years of my memory I wrote this letter just in case.
I just had a car accident. Nothing big just some drunk who had forgotten that a red light means stop. I've already got a new car so you don't have to worry about that. Even though it wasn't anything spectacular it was big enough to be able to lose some of my memories. The most important things to know - in case you've forgotten - are:
I haven't got a job, which is quite a relief at the moment.
Mam and tad are dead.
I have changed my name to Dafydd Matthewson.
I live in Newport, Wales, United Kingdom.
I've got a sister but I rarely talk to her, so she probably won't notice anything.
These facts are the most important things to know. In the diaries that you found with this letter you can read everything else that has happened over course of the last few years.
Good luck,
Dafydd
'Well that explains that then.' Ianto thought.
He had just lost around 4 years of his memory and the only thing he could do was to read his old diaries. He knew nothing about himself anymore. He wasn't even Ianto Jones. He was Dafydd Matthewson. An unfamiliar man with an unfamiliar name. He really hoped that those dairies would make him remember everything, or at the very least would answer some of his questions.
The closer Jack got to Ianto's place the more reckless he started driving. Something didn't feel right. Ianto was never late. So why was he today?
Breaking the speed limits, he arrived at Ianto's place in record time. He knocked on the door and forced himself to wait before he used his emergency key. When he knocked on the door a second time and Ianto didn't answer again he decided that he had been patient enough and used the key to get inside.
It was silent, too silent. Jack started to feel scared. The sinking feeling in his stomach that had started on the way over was getting stronger and stronger. He sprinted up the stairs, running to the master bedroom. He threw the door open he immediately noticed Ianto wasn't in the bedroom and he started to look around. When he glanced into the spare room Jack noticed that the cabinet was open. Jack had never been in the spare room so he couldn't tell if something was missing, but it was very out of character for Ianto to leave the cabinet open.
Jack ran back to the ground floor to check all the rooms there. When he got to the living room his blood froze in his veins. On the table were letters, 6 of them. Feeling more afraid then he ever felt in his whole life, Jack slowly walked towards the table. The 6 letters were lying innocently in the middle. 1 for each team member, an extra letter for Jack and 1 letter addressed to the team in general. With shaky hands Jack opened the envelope addressed to him that said: read this one before you read the other letters.
Dear Jack,
I've always believed that if you really love someone and they love someone else that you let them be happy, no matter how much it hurts you. I know now how hard it actually is to let go of the person you love so that he can be happy.
I've seen enough to know that I can't make you as happy as Gwen makes you. Why else would she be the one that you always try to please? I worked extra hard, did some of your work for you and took care of you. But it was never enough. I don't know what else I can do for you to make you happy with me. I don't blame you. I mean who am I? Some bloke from Cardiff who grew up in a council estate.
I've decided to leave Torchwood. I'm sorry I have to leave you behind like this, but I can't stay here any longer. Seeing you with Gwen every day us slowly killing me on the inside. I'll take enough Retcon to forget about Torchwood 1 and 3, so you don't have to worry about me telling any secrets. The only thing I ask of you is if you would please deliver the other letters to the team.
Please be nice to Rhys, he really loves Gwen. He doesn't deserve to have is heart broken and you and Gwen shoving it in his face that the two of you are together. Look after Tosh, Owen and Myfanwy. Good luck and have an amazing life.
I'll always love you, whether I know it or not.
Ianto Jones
"Oh Ianto, I'm sorry." Jack whispered, tears streaming down his face. "Please, I love you. I am so sorry."
What did you think? Was it good enough after the long wait. Again, sorry for that. Please review.
