Title: Who are you?
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
A/N: In response to Memory challenge on TW100 . . . Drabble!Fic
Summary: Ret-con induced memory loss . . .
Disclaimer: Not mine. BBC & RTD's!
"What's. Your. Name."
"I don't know." My memory was empty of all but this – disembodied accusations, bound hands and feet and eyes, questions without answers.
"You were calling yourself Ianto. Ianto Jones. Ring any bells?" Beneath that calm voice simmered fury, hurt, fear.
"If you know, then why –"
"I don't know. You've lied, ever since we met." Hands gripped my shoulders, sweet breath harsh against my face. "Who are you working for?"
"It's no use, Jack." Another man. "He's taken too much – he won't remember anything.
A hand cupped my cheek, accompanied by a whispered plea. "Who are you?"
