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Chapter 4

One month later

Jack

As I slowly walked back towards the statue I knew that I would die soon. I had seen other people around drop dead from exhaustion after spending ages with hardly any food and water and sleep and I was feeling the effects of the whip the creatures used when I wasn't moving fast enough. It would make sense, the average life expectancy for a slave here was about a month. After another few minutes and I keeled over, getting a whip for stopping. I got up but I could only manage another few paces until I fell over again and blacked out.

Ianto

A month after I woke up without any memories and I was doing very well. I had a new job as a receptionist and had settled into my new apartment. I had not been back to my old apartment yet as I was too scared, but I knew that I would have to at some point as I knew that my curiosity would make me go there at least once because of what the letter said.

One day I was walking in the park and I saw a grey blue car pass on the road and suddenly the face of a man with grey blue eyes appeared in my mind. Who was it? Someone from my past? The face brought with it a feeling of deep sadness so I decided not to think about it. There was a very sad memory connected with this man and I didn't want to know what it was.

Gwen

"Rex!" I called "You'd better come and look at this?"

Rex came over as fast as he could and looked over my shoulder and gasped when he saw what I had noticed. A photo in yesterday's newspaper detailing plans for the development of the outskirts of Cardiff, showed a confused looking Ianto in the corner.

"He's still in Cardiff" Rex realized.

"Well that's good news, we thought that he could be anywhere but now we know that he hasn't gone as far as we thought he had" I replied, cheering a little at the thought of finding Ianto.

"I'm sorry but only have proof that he was in Cardiff yesterday, not that he's living here. He could have come to visit his sister for all we know" Rex replied and all my hope disappeared.

"Should we ask her?" I suggested.

"If you want to but we would then have to explain to her what happened and I don't think that she would be very happy" Rex said and I knew that it was useless.

"I really thought that I had found something" I said.

Just then the cog wheel opened and in walked Captain John Hart. Rex and I immediately got our guns and pointed them at him.

"Where's Jack?" I asked and then I noticed that he was wearing Jack's wrist strap as well as his own "What have you done to him?"

"I'm sorry, I only came to return this" he replied and took off the wrist strap and left it on the table.

"But where's Jack?" I asked again.

"A place you never want to find out" he said and by his serious expression I could tell that he was telling the truth.

"But why did you do it? Why bring back Ianto and just take Jack somewhere else?" I wondered.

"He took my place somewhere I never want to be" he said and with that he disappeared.

"Oh my god, who knows what's happening to Jack right now" I cried.

We decided to try and use his vortex manipulator to trace where it had been but neither me or Rex has Tosh or Jack's power with technology and our equipment was not designed for looking at other planets.

A month later

Rex

Two months had passed since Ianto had disappeared and we were no closer to finding him than we were two months ago. I came in to the hub and went up to Gwen.

"I think that we ought to stop, he's been gone two months. Don't you think we should just leave him be?" I suggested.

Gwen's shoulders sagged as he said this and she replied "I suppose you're right. It's time to leave him alone".

After that we both went home and Torchwood three was no more.

Ianto

I had finally got my life back on track. My job was going very well and I had even gone on a date with one of my co-workers who was pretty and charming. I had made many friends but whatever happened I kept wishing that I could know what had happened during my past even if it wasn't good. When I told people they were really nice, not pitying me but helping me. Sarah, who I had gone out on a date with, even helped me with trying to find out. But there was nothing that I could find. There wasn't even a newspaper article about the car crash. I had to face the fact that not everything in the diary was true. Had my life been so bad that there were things I had to hide from myself?

Ten months later

Jack

I gasped for air and came back to consciousness. I stretched and stood up. This was the fifteenth time I'd died since I came here. Each time was worse than the last and I was dying more frequently. My body ached with exhaustion and was broken by whip marks. One year and I was already hoping that I wouldn't revive the next time I died. I knew then that I couldn't accept that I would spent eternity doing this. I decided to look for an escape.

First of all I tried the simple running away when I neared the least guarded entrance and exit to the construction site. I ran as fast as I could in the weak condition that I was in. But the guard's guns easily took me down and I blacked out knowing that I would be in trouble when I woke up.

And I was. When I woke up I was brutally whipped then assigned to a group of slaves doing longer and more arduous hours than before. By trying to escape I had made things worse for myself. But I couldn't give up unless I wanted to be here for eternity. Ever living, ever dying. Never healing from my wounds. Remembering all that I had left behind.

I had noticed a long time ago that the building which looked like a teleport room was unguarded for five minutes every day while the guards went to get drinks from the drinks bar the other side of the statue. I carefully monitored it for a few days every time I passed it until I could work out the least amount of time it would take for the two guards to get drinks. I would have two minutes to prime the teleport and get out. However there were other creatures around me who would notice that I'd gone. Then I realised that if I collapsed right next to the teleport building and pretended to die they would automatically assume that it would be five minutes until I revived. They would leave me and come back in a few minutes. A few minutes would be all I needed.

A few days later I put my plan into action. When we passed by the teleport building I saw that the two guards were gone and I fell over and pretended to go slack and die. I held my breath, praying that they would leave before I ran out. A few seconds later they were out of sight and I got up and rushed inside the building. It was quite dark but I could see the purple teleport pod quite easily. I looked around to try and find the part where the co-ordinates were set. I knew I was taking too long. They would be back in a minute. Where was it? I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the little blue panel. I set the co-ordinates for Ianto's apartment. He was the one I wanted to see first when I got back. Just then the guards arrived back and I rushed to the teleport and disappeared just in time. It was then that I realised that I had not removed the co-ordinates from the teleport history. They could follow me.

Ianto

I held my breath when I entered the apartment, expecting an onslaught of bad memories, but nothing happened. Why had I told myself to stay away? Why had I moved in the first place?

Suddenly there was a loud bang and I was not alone in the room. A man wearing ragged clothes that looked like they hadn't been washed in weeks and he was covered in what looked like whip lashes. I could clearly see that he was in pain. It wasn't until I looked at his face that I realised. He was the man whose face I'd been remembering. He turned towards me and his face lit up. I guessed that he had recognised me.

"Ianto" he said "I need your help"

"Who are you?" I asked "How do you know my name?"

Confusion flashed across his face and then shock.

"What do you mean? What's happened?" he replied, stunned.

"I don't know. All I know is that I woke up a few months ago with no memories"