Disclaimer: I don't Harry Potter nor do I own Torchwood. Though I wish I did.

Spoilers: The main bulk of the story will take place after Cyberwoman. This will obviously be AU. I think I will be ignoring some episodes but I'm not sure yet.

Plot: Ianto Jones has more secrets that go past Lisa. He didn't even exist until he was eighteen. For the first seventeen years of his life, Ianto Jones was Harry Potter. Now the Wizarding World wants their savior back. Something Ianto isn't sure he wants to be. But how does he make the team believe that he did this for them just as much as him. Ianto cannot stand to be broken one more time. He needs his soulmate to fix him. And he turns out to be…the flirty Captain in the RAF greatcoat?

A/N: Hello all! It's the weekend! I survived my first week back at school. Nothing much is really going on right now. Just waiting for June so I can start my summer holidays. They will be epic.

Now a shout out to Lady Squish! With my permission she is using my Harry and Ianto are the same person idea to write a fanfiction of her own. It's completely different from my own fic so I don't want to all to call it plagarism or something, okay? The first chapter is up and you should all check it out! It's very good!

Now when I write Torchwood fics, I usually focus on Ianto. Mysterious characters are always easier for me to tune into. Strange considering I'm an open book! But I have finally written Owen for a prolonged period of time. I tried to keep him in character as possible. I watched clips. I read the wonderful book The Torchwood Archives several times in order to try to write him realistically. So I apologize if he is way OOC. I tried though!

Okay. I won't keep you from the chapter. Please enjoy!

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"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art…it has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival." –C.S. Lewis

"All men have one refuge, a good friend, with whom you can weep and know that he does not smile." -Menander

Chapter 14
An Odd Friendship
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Ianto spared at glance at the Torchwood doctor before heading off to make coffee. It had been three days since Diane had disappeared through the Rift and Owen wasn't doing too well. The sarcastic doctor hadn't tried to start anything with Ianto since Diane left.

That meant things were bad.

Needless to say, Ianto was worried. So at closing time he told Jack not to come to his apartment tonight. This was meant by much pouting and whining. He was going to get some reaction out of Owen one way or another. He remembered being that desperate with Lisa; and that kind of desperation always will end in a bad way. He doesn't want Owen to end up how he did. It was a dark and very desperate place in his mind. He nearly sacrificed his team to try to save what he now knew could not be saved.

'Well,' Ianto thought as he watched Owen shuffle through his day, 'it's now or never.'

"Owen?" called the tea-boy as he entered the autopsy room. The doctor looked up from his work briefly.

"What do you want, Tea-boy?" Ever his accent sounded flat.

"You've been here since four a.m. Owen. It's nearly nine o'clock at night. C'mon let's get a drink."

"I don't want your pity."

"It's not pity. C'mon mate let's drink."

Owen paused in his work silent. He looked up at Ianto and slowly nodded.

"Alright Tea-boy but if it's some type of trick to get me to share my feelings…"

"You'll remove my innards without anesthesia?"

"It's official. We all have worked together way too long."

"I believe the correct turn of phrase is 'duh'. Now do I have to use my magic to get you out of here or will you walk out?"

"Fine fine, you're pushy tonight Tea-boy. Is your cycle starting soon?"

'This is going to be a long night,' Ianto thought with a sigh.

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They entered Ianto's apartment. Owen, despite his broken heart, had to admit that he was curious. In all the time that he worked with man, he had never seen his apartment. Ianto had been to his once to drag his sorry ass out of bed for another world saving emergency. Even then it wasn't all pleasantries with tea and biscuits. It mainly consisted of lots of cold water, a foghorn, some very interesting insults, mother's being insulted, and Owen having to go to work in his PJ bottoms.

He didn't really fancy saving the world in his jim-jams.

Ianto's apartment was the complete opposite of what Owen thought it would be. It was painted in warm colors. It was cluttered with bookcases overflowing and DVD's stacked high. Pictures of family and friends decorated the room and on the mantel there was a picture of the team in an expensive frame. It was warm and gentle. Owen shuddered wishing that the warmth could fill up the hole Diane left.

"Want to try wizard alcohol?" Ianto asked. His neat appearance disintegrated into a pair of jeans and an old too large t-shirt.

The fact that his coworker was a wizard slipped his mind. Owen looked at the bottle cautiously.

"I dunno. If I drink it would I turn into a frog or somethin'?"

"Nope. You would like it. Has a good burn." Ianto answered.

"Whatsit called?"

"Firewhiskey."

"Well there's your burn then."

Ianto smirked slightly at he grabbed two shot glasses. He poured them shots. Ianto down his in one go and breathed out. Smoke escaped from his lips. Owen curiously grabbed the glass, sniffed it, and drowned it in a go.

To say that drink had a burn was an understatement. It was like liquid fire. It burned and teased Owen's throat. It was strong and he watched with amazement as smoke came out of his own mouth. Owen breathed happily.

"That…was fuckin' amazing. Gimme another shot tea-boy."

Ianto shook his head but poured another two shots. Both men downed them in a gulp. Ianto bit his lip wanting to say something but trying not to. He wouldn't like having his intestines removed without anesthesia.

"Y'know I first got plastered when I was fifteen?" Ianto stated conversationally.

Owen looked up.

"Yeah. I found some old booze that the Blacks had stored in the house. And I downed two bottles of finely aged brandy in the night. According to 'Mione I kept on singing the 'We Didn't Start the Fire' by Billy Joel."

The doctor snorted and smirked slightly.

"Feelings huh?" Owen questioned, "I should have known. So when should we do that surgery?"

"I'd rather not tomorrow. I prefer my surgeon not hung over. Plus I don't think Jack would like it too much and growing a new intestine is a bitch or so I've heard."

Owen raised his eyebrow, "How do you know that?"

"Friends with a vampire here. I have no clue how her intestines were removed or why. And frankly I'd really rather not," Ianto said as he downed another shot.

Owen downed another shot and sighed. Suddenly he was struck by the humor of the situation. Here he was feeling bad about himself over a woman that by all rights should be in a nursing home. He was drinking magical liquor with a man that he had a screwed up friendship with. Oh yeah the bloke could do magic and was immortal. Then there was that tiny fact that he spent his days saving the world and dissecting aliens.

A snort escaped from his lips. Ianto turned and looked at Owen thinking that the doctor had finally cracked. Another snort followed before the manly giggling followed. Then Owen began to laugh so hard that he thought he was going to cry.

Ianto silently took the shot glass out of Owen's hand. He watched the doctor for a couple moments debating whether or not to do something. Then through all the random laughter, something happened.

Owen Harper broke down spectacularly.

The laughter slowly turned into silent shaking sobs. Tears began to trickle down the doctor's face. He began to cry for Katie, for Diane, and just for everything he couldn't take. Ianto then did something that shocked and surprised the doctor. He reached out and pulled him into a tight hug.

And Owen completely lost it. Wild howls of anguish escaped from his lips. He started hitting the tea-boy's chest and shouted about how it wasn't fair. All Ianto did was sit there and held on tight to the doctor until he was done.

After awhile when there were no more tears to shed, Owen pulled away and wiped his eyes.

"Don' tell anyone that I was cryin' like a little girl, tea-boy."

"I won't Owen."

A silence descended upon them like a thick and oppressive cloud.

"I keep on thinking that I can save her. All I have to do is find a way to open the Rift and…"

"Don't. Owen I was like that after Lisa. You loved Diane. But if you continue on this path then all there will be is pain and destruction."

Owen stared at his feet. The logical, rational part of his mind was agreeing with Ianto and calling Owen an idiot. The rash, emotional part of his mind wanted to just screw it and get Diane back. Owen closed his eyes.

"Does it get any easier?"

"Yes but it will hurt. By all things left that are good in the world, it will hurt you so much that you think that you cannot live with the pain. Owen I made a stupid mistake. All in the moment of passion because for once I did not want to lose someone else I love. I did not want to lose her to what seems to be my curse. Our lives have both been utter shit. And believe me when I say that you will get some form of happiness. Diane just wasn't it."

"Then who?! Who?! Every single fucking time that I try this relationship shit! The woman I fall for leaves me! I can't stand it anymore, Ianto. I just can't! Tell me who! TELL ME WHO!" He roared at the tea-boy, who took it in stride.

"Someone Owen that is right in front of you but you would never ever suspect," Ianto thought about the first time he actually saw Jack. It was before he even met Lisa. The Captain's loud, brash entrance had caused the archivist to roll his eyes. He hated people who needed the spotlight on them.

Yes now he sees the irony of it.

Ianto moved closer and took the doctor's hand.

"Owen, I promise you that it will work out. For now though, don't do anything stupid okay? If you don't want to go home I have a spare room. Owen you're my friend and I will do anything to help you."

Owen looked into Ianto's eyes. For the first time in a really long time, he realized that someone actually cared about his well being. He thought about the team and sighed. Maybe they always had…but he was just too emotionally crippled to realize it until it was staring him right in the face as Ianto Jones.

The doctor sat down on the couch and buried his face into his hands.

"I might take you up on that offer tea-boy," said Owen with air of importance like he was doing Ianto a huge favor.

The Welshman rolled his eyes and murmured good-naturedly, "Bastard."

The doctor snorted before grabbing the shot glass and gulping it back. Ianto switched on the tellie and together they watched the T.V.

This brings to reason number 33 on the Captain's list for not understanding twenty first century men. Every time they have a serious discussion in which feelings are shared and other such stuff, why do they just pretend that it never happens?

It was all very confusing for the Captain most times.

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Owen lay down in the overstuffed bed in the spare guest room. Not that he was complaining about the mattress or anything. He was a glutton for comfort. He bit his lip and stared at the ceiling. Life it seemed had a funny way of surprising him.

One moment his role was clear. He was alone in the world and he liked it. He kept most people, even his team, at arm's length afraid that he would be hurt in the process. It however did not stop the team from getting close to him. Ianto was the only one who kept Owen on his toes. They barked and barbed each other. They pushed buttons and shot back sarcastic comments back and forth with such ease.

It drove Gwen crazy. She couldn't understand the odd nature of their friendship.

Tosh loved it and Owen often has caught her laughing over CCTV footage of their quips.

Jack would just smile and shake his head. Then he would go back to his paperwork or staring at Ianto.

Owen sighed and wondered how the hell he became friends with them. And what the hell did the tea-boy meant when he said about the person who he could love.

Then he saw her in his mind. A petite form, dark hair, a shy smile and a gentle way about the woman flooded his vision. Owen gulped as he knew who it was and pushed the image from his mind. He stared up at the ceiling until he fell into an uneasy sleep.

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"Jack? What on Earth are you doing here?" asked Ianto the next morning. The Captain scuffed his boot at the floor.

"I missed you last night," the Captain said with a pout. Ianto smiled good naturedly and kissed Jack lightly on the lips.

"Poor Captain," Ianto teased lightly, "want some coffee?"

"Not really. I was hoping to have some fun."

"Not while Owen's sleeping off last night in my guest room."

"What happened?"

"Wizard liquor."

"How come you're not in bed with a hangover?"

Ianto smiled mysteriously, "Hangover potion. Knocks it right out of me."

Jack chuckled as he kissed Ianto's neck. A hand swatted him away and the Captain pouted.

"Yaaaaan! C'mon!"

Ianto sighed. He wanted to eat breakfast and take a shower. Plus he assumed that Owen would want coffee and the potion.

"Thirty second make out session is the best I can give this morning."

Jack's mouth was over his before he could finish a thought. Ianto closed his eyes and leaned into Jack's body. He felt the large hands move up and down his back.

"OH! HELL NO!" The two jumped apart seeing Doctor Owen Harper looking very green. Ianto straightened his clothes while Jack grinned like a loon.

"Good morning, Owen. I have a hangover cure and coffee is getting ready."

Owen was looking between the two before he snorted and began to laugh. With a glint in his eyes, he asked a question that Ianto had not answered yet.

"Does Gwen know?"

Ianto closed his eyes and swore. Jack looked confused, "No why?"

"No reason but I would love to be there when she finds out," answered Owen as he downed the cure. Ianto busied himself with the coffee maker. Jack still looked confused wondering why on Earth would Gwen care that he and Ianto were together? She had Rhys!

All in all it was a normal morning for the men of Torchwood.
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H.N.: After a lot of consideration, I have decided to write an Interlude. Actually it's already 7 pages long with a little over 3500 words. It will mainly focus on Ianto and Martha. It should be up around chapter 17ish. Because I want to do End of Days soon. So yeah it should be around there.

Thank you for all of your support! Now leave me a tiny review!