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Lou and I hopped off the produce truck, and found ourselves in a warehouse of some sort. We ducked behind some crates as guys came and began to unload the truck. We were out the door, and outright running first chance we got. We hung out around the edges of the town, staying in the trees. It was small, smaller then Cardiff. I wasn't sure of the name, but hopefully it was just a random town. We should be able to stay here for a few days while I figure out what I had to do.

I had given all my money to Thomas, so I couldn't find anywhere to stay. In hindsight, that was a very bad idea, but right now, I honestly didn't care. Lou and I could rough it for the next few nights, providing it didn't rain. But even then the trees should be able to protect us.

I slid to the ground, my back against the largest in the small woods we were hiding in. Llewellyn curled himself up next to me, and promptly fell asleep. I silently envied him, my mind far too busy to even hope about drifting off. We were stuck, and I needed to get us safe. A couple of weeks ago, I would have called Captain Harkness or Ianto or Gwen for help, or even advice. I actually reached for my cell phone, only to realize I had ditched it a couple of miles back. I had grown too soft, too dependent on other people. And look where that had gotten me. Hiding in some random wood outside a random town with no money, no weapons, nothing like I was some stupid criminal!

I banged my head hard against the tree to get my focus back. Feeling sorry for myself would not solve anything. I needed to think about this logically. I needed to stay out of sight, and out of Torchwood and UNIT's radar. I needed a plan.

There were deserts on Earth. If Lou and I were going to survive on our own, that would be the best place to go. Now, the only problem was getting there. We were on an island, surrounded by water. We needed a vehicle to get across to mainland Europe, and after that we would be basically free. Yes, get to the coast, hijack a vehicle, and get to mainland Europe. I grinned as the sun slipped past the horizon, plunging the world into twilight. We had a plan.

Ignis

I was right about not getting any sleep that night, and I smiled tiredly as the sun poked its head up over the horizon. Llewellyn was still sleeping as I stood up to take another look at the town. It was just started to awake for the day, and the streets were still quiet. Maybe I could go in and scout it out a little, learn where we were exactly. I nodded satisfied. Yes, that would work. Later though, when the shops opened up. I reached up to make sure my translator was still in its place in my ear. I had considered ditching it too, but it was just too invaluable. If they tracked me by it, then I would just have to fight.

Llewellyn woke up with a loud yawn before blinking sleepily at me. He stretched as he stood, and made his way over to me.

"Morning," I told him softly, scratching his head. Lou made a low noise in is throat, his eyes sad. "Yeah, I know. Me too. But you know what? I'm going to fix this. I'm going to find us a home, a permanent home. Alright?" He repeated the noise. "I miss them too," I added as the first cars began to make their commute. "But it's better this way. I promise."

The problem was that I was repeating the same thing over and over again. I was trying to convince someone of its truthfulness. I wasn't quite sure who though. No, that was the dependence talking again. This was right. You can't depend on anyone but yourself… and Llewellyn.

Ignis

I slowly walked into the center of town, grateful for the cheery sunlight. Llewellyn was still up in the woods, probably pacing nervously. I honestly couldn't blame him, but at least no one was giving me strange looks. Yet. I kept my eyes downcast, having lost my contacts along the way. I guess I didn't look like I had been on the run, because no one said anything. It looked like luck was finally on my side.

"Excuse me," I mumbled when someone brushed past me. I caught sight of an old-fashioned, blue coat out of the corner of my eye, and quickly glanced over my shoulder. Yeah, luck wasn't on my side after all. Captain Harkness was striding down the sidewalk, a small silver device in his hand. I sighed, and kept walking, acting cool and confident.

"Five, four, three, two, one," I counted under my breath, turning the corner and breaking out into a run. If Captain Harkness did indeed have a tracker, it wouldn't take him long to figure out that he had past me. And if he was here, Colonel Peterson probably wasn't far behind. I yanked out the translator, and dropped it on the sidewalk. Self-preservation finally won out over talking with the natives.

I began to cut through people's lawns, taking the most direct route back to my fire lion. I wasn't sure where Captain Harkness was, but I knew he was out of sight, which was good enough for me. I just prayed that no one had caught sight of Lou, and that he was still where I had last seen him.

People yelled and screamed at me in words that I didn't understand, but I didn't pay them any attention. My side was beginning to burn. Not the warm, comforting burn of fire, but the 'Crap, I can't run any farther' kind of burn. Those months mostly spent in the Hub had cost me.

The noise must have attracted attention though, because suddenly there were pursuing footsteps chasing me. I didn't look back, just pushed myself to run faster.

"Ignis! Stop! I'm not going to hurt you!" Captain Harkness shouted, speaking in my native language. I tried to shut him out, and suddenly changed direction, running away from where Llewellyn was. I couldn't lead Captain Harkness right to him! I needed to lose him first…

Car horns blared when I cut in front of them, some missing me by mere inches. Captain Harkness was gaining on me. I could hear him getting closer with each breath. And I was tiring, my steps slowing. I tried one last ditch effort to lose him, darting around the corner, and hiding in a nearby alley. But it didn't work. I had trapped myself in a dead end, and Captain Harkness had found me.

I felt flames gathering in the palms of my hands. It would be easy, just shoot a few fireballs at him, and make my escape. It's not like it would kill Captain Harkness or anything. But even so, I let the flames die down. I couldn't. Not to someone who has done nothing but help me.

"Hello Captain Harkness," I said softly, letting my shoulders slump.

"Ignis." I smiled briefly.

"Where's Colonel Peterson?" I asked after a long moment.

"Back at the Hub," he told me, grinning, "I may have ditched him."

"You ditched him? Why?"

"I had the team dig around a little into Ignite's history, and I am telling you the things we found," he whistled, "It's a wonder nobody stepped in." I fidgeted a little. "It's amazing what people had to do just to get a scrap of food," he continued, "And with so many groups trying to get control, each one worse than the last…"

"Assassinations were rampant," I finished, "Yeah, I know. I was there."

"But the problem is… UNIT has representatives from Ignite, and they came here from under their own steam. You said that they had just discovered other solar systems a few decades ago."

"No, the public only found out a few decades ago," I corrected bitterly, "I was as ignorant as the rest of them until I researched a little once I was here. There were fully functioning spaceships while I thought we were completely alone."

"What's your real name?" Captain Harkness asked, and I shrugged.

"Honestly? I've forgotten. Every new administration, I would change my name. Every time I was in a new area, I would change my name. I had to. Ignis, Ember, Tanis, Dura, it doesn't make a difference. Just call me Ignis. It's easier."

"You must be starving," he said suddenly, catching me off guard a little, "Let's go eat! I hear that there's a really amazing bakery nearby." He held out his hand, and I just looked at it hesitantly. "I won't hurt you," he promised me, and I took it. Captain Harkness led me back onto the street, and we left in search of the bakery.

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