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A/N; this has taken awhile because I am completely swamped at the moment but I'm going to try and get Last of the Time Lords up very soon. This is another Ianto diary entry. I was in a very anti-Gwen mood when I wrote this, actually I have had immense hate towards her for the last few days (I even added a rant on my profile for those who would like to read it) so this has a bit of Gwen bashing in it. ENJOY!!
End of Days
Here I am again, another day has come and gone and with it another entry about Jack. There's not much I know about the man but one thing I do is that he is going to be the death of me. The last few days have been anything but dull; I don't know where to start. I find myself have to process everything… again. Maybe I should just start from the beginning, after all isn't that the point in which all good stories start?
Jack and I spent the night together after he got back from the forties for the first time in almost two weeks. Only we didn't sleep together, we tried to calm angry politicians; apparently Owen did cause the end of the world. Jack answered all the phones and I was just there for support and if Jack forgot important details, needless to say I got restless, so I did what I do best, research, I looked up all the different prophecy's made on how the world would end. Not exactly the most uplifting of all the subjects I've researched, but interesting none the less.
Once everyone got in, everything turned further to shit (if that were possible). But of all the things I thought could happen, she wasn't one of them. If the black plague, a roman solider and UFO's over the Taj Mahal wasn't enough for one to cross the line from sanity, she had to come back. For all the people I've loved then lost, it had to be Lisa. She was down in the cells, she was just standing there like all of it had never happened and was telling me to open the rift. I heard everything she was saying, but I can't say I actually trusted her, how could I? The last time I actually saw her, she had killed my favourite pizza girl. But I was confused to say the least all I could think of was; how could she still be there? Or was she back again? I don't know why, but I didn't tell the others what happened. Maybe that was my first mistake.
Everything started moving so fast, I felt like as soon as Owen left time was slipping away like sand through my fingers. But then Rhys died and it all slowed down again, I was in a state of complete numbness. I knew this all meant something, separate all there events were completely random and made no sense, but when they were put together they said something… I just didn't know what. But then Owen came in and said that we had to open the rift, I had to agree it made sense. I didn't do it because of Lisa, I did it because so any had died, and we had to stop it. At the time it seemed like such a perfect idea.
Jack came up and pointed his gun at us, I had no doubt that he would shoot. I didn't think Gwen had it in her to punch Jack so hard, but what was weirder… Owen shot the captain point blank. I was lost, devastated, furious, I was in such a state that I forgot he couldn't die. I honestly thought he wouldn't wake. I wanted to shoot Owen… again. But there were more important things to do, I had to save the world, after that I told myself, I would cause Owen immense pain. The Hub started to shake and Jack woke up, I didn't have time to be relieved, we had to get to open ground. Gwen and I helped Jack out and when we got outside she let go and Jack clung to me, he held on so tight. When Jack said he only wanted Gwen, I admit I was disappointed, but I trusted in the fact that he knew what he was doing.
We waited in the shadows for Gwen and Jack to come back; we sat in silence as none of us knew what to say. Twenty minutes later Gwen rang, she said that Jack died but it was OK, that he would be awake by the time we got there. When I got out of the car, I froze, he hadn't woken up yet. Owen tried to revive him the best he could and the again when we got him back to the Hub. But nothing worked, Jack wouldn't wake.
Never in my life had I ever had the desire to hit a woman, but I wanted to strangle Gwen. She was acting like she was the only one who had lost him, she said that she wanted to sit with him, god she can be a spoilt bitch sometimes. Toshiko and even Owen came to comfort me but I needed to be alone. I started to clean up the Hub, I somehow found myself clearing his desk… and then I saw it. His coat, just hanging there, mocking me, memories came flooding back as I held it in my hands. I remembered when I was lying on Jacks bed, I was coming down off of my euphoria, I was chilly but I really couldn't be bothered to get up and get the blanket so he picked up his coat and covered me. I smell it; it still smelt like him, everything that made him. It was a cocktail of coffee, cologne, the 51st century and something that was uniquely him.
I found the perfect distraction, simple and obvious… work. I was cleaning up the mess we made, not only around the Hub but the necessary Retconning of the general public. Some may call it denial; I really didn't care about the technical name it kept me distracted from the fact that Jack was dead.
Toshiko asked for my help to re-wire the equipment, which I did but then she ran away. I turned to say something like 'you ask for my help and run away… how rude.' But all those thought flew out of the window when I saw her standing there hugging Jack, I was so happy, I was shocked, I was confused. I really didn't know what to do, we still hadn't really spoken since John died and I betrayed him again mere days ago. I offered my hand, that way if he refused it, it wouldn't hurt as much as if I had of run up and kissed him. But he just rolled his eyes at me, pulled me close and kissed me deep. That's when I knew he was back, that's when I knew that my Captain really was back, and I will emphasis WAS.
We were only gone fifteen minutes at most, but when Owen, Toshiko and myself and got back from getting coffee, he was gone. Gwen said that something had taken him and started freaking out. The first thought I had was 'how in the name of hell did she get a job with Torchwood?' honestly the Hub is filled with more CCTV camera's than is strictly necessary, the obvious course of action would be check the footage (well obvious to anyone who wasn't Gwen). So I did, I watched him grab that weird hand in the jar and the run straight at a blue police telephone box. I had many feelings to choose from, I could be angry like Owen, I could be dazed like Toshiko or I could be depressed like Gwen but I'm not. I'm actually happy, I'm happy because he finally found his doctor. I didn't know how long he would be gone, but I did know, without knowing how that we'll meet again somewhere. I'm disappointed, I'll admit it, I would've preferred him to tell one of us first. Even if he doesn't come back, I really hope that he finds what he's been looking for.
One more chapter! Then I will start 'happily ever after?' Please review.
