A/N This chapter is a series of snapshots of what else was going on during End of Days. I didn't spend a lot of time recapping the action because i figured if you are here. You know what happened. I'm always interested in your reviews but especially now I hope you like it! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters. If I did the person who did "Sick Jack"'s make-up and Gwen's hair would have been shot.

" I still can't believe you shot Owen." Jack threw his arm around Ianto as they curled up naked together in Jack's bed. "I mean I have thought about it, dreamed about it, Hell , openly planned it on the right night. But you, you actually did it." Ianto grew uncomfortable and fidgety. He wasn't proud of what he had done even if everyone else was trying to play it off for a laugh.

"I had to try to stop him, you would have wanted me to." Something about that sentiment felt wrong to Jack.

"What did you want to do?" Ianto looked up at the face that for a few minutes today he was convinced he would never see again. That thought had terrified him. But what had terrified him even more was doing something to make Jack not trust him.

"I didn't know. I wanted to drive down to that dance hall and pull you through time by my bare hands. I wanted you back more than I have wanted anything ever. But I was scared, scared to let you down."

"So you shot him because you were scared?" Sometimes Jack forgot how young Ianto really was, and how oh so very human. Ianto put his head down on Jack's chest

"That plus he called me your part-time shag." Ianto felt Jack's chest ripple with soft laughter. Jack kissed the top of his head.

" You have an amazing brain Ianto Jones, and an even bigger heart. Your instincts are good. You should really trust them more."

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Ianto rushed back up the stairs. He needed to be as far away from the cells as possible. He didn't just see that. He couldn't have. But if today had taught him anything it was that anything could happen. That was Lisa, His Lisa, and she was better! He had to tell Jack, they had to open the Rift. He ran to Jack's office and shut the door behind him. Jack turned around from the projections he was examining. "What's wrong?" He rushed over as the Welshman started to hyperventilate. He guided him to the couch. "Deep breaths, what is going on?"

"We, we have to open the rift." Jack stiffened.

"What, you too? God damn it Ianto I need you right now. You can't fall to pieces on me. "

" I'm not- I'm trying not to. I saw-" He started to breath normally but it wasn't happening soon enough.

"Whatever you saw down there unless it was a weevil or that Roman then it wasn't real ok? We can't open the rift without possibly disrupting everything that ever was or ever will be. So it's not happening got it?" Jack got up and went back to the Map. "I can't deal with this right now. Why don't you go get us some coffee." Jack was using his business voice and the cold went straight to Ianto's heart. He got up angrily.

"What happened to my excellent instincts? Or do they only count when you are angling for a shag!" He slammed the door hard enough to shake the whole office.

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Ianto couldn't look behind him. If he did he would see Jack, dead, and he couldn't process that yet. He couldn't process that once again this place had ripped his heart away from him. Right now they had to open the rift. Gwen pressed the last button and the whole hub began to shake. Ianto stood next to Tosh looking around as sirens blared. He heard Gwen shriek and looked at her, then down to Jack, gasping for air. Jack was alive!

Jack awoke to the usual searing pain that accompanied his resurrections. He felt something in his hand. As his eyes refocused he realized it was a leg, Gwen's leg. Those sirens were killing him and he couldn't quite remember what happened yet.

" What have you done?" he asked Gwen. He noticed the rest of the team was there. They had all seen it happen. They saw him get shot, they saw him wake up again. If they all made it out alive this was not going to be fun to explain.

When they made it to the alley and saw that Abadon had risen through the rift Jack knew what he had to do. And he knew exactly what it might do to him.

" Just you." Jack said to Gwen "Get me to an open space" Gwen put Jack's arm over her shoulder started heading towards the parked cars.

" No!" Ianto cried out and tried to pick up Jack's other side " I'm coming with you."

" No you're not kid." Jack shook Ianto off his arm. "You go back with the others" Ianto started to protest but Jack stopped him " I can't let you see me go through this. I can't do what I have to do if I'm worrying about you. So please," Jack squeezed his hand "Let me go." He saw the question in Ianto's eyes and knew he had to say one more thing. "We're ok."

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Ianto stopped speaking after they brought the body back. He wandered around fixing things, making coffee and finding excuses to go down to Jack's bunker to look for things. That was the only place he let himself feel the worry. The thought that maybe Jack's luck had run out. He would look down at Gwen sitting next to him. Part of him wanted to go down, to kick her out and be with Jack. But he took pity on her. He had Jack in life, she could have him in death.

Tosh was getting him to help reconnect the rift monitoring station. He was checking what wires had melted and would have to be replaced when Tosh broke into a run. He looked around and followed her path. Tosh jumped into Jack's arms and hugged him tighter than she ever had before.

Jack watched as Ianto came towards him trepidatiously. The young man looked like between the audience and the fact that they had been fighting earlier he didn't know how to proceed. Jack took the lead pulling Ianto into a warm embrace before kissing him soulfully. "We have a lot to talk about tonight" Jack whispered in his ear.

But by that night, Jack was gone again.