Chapter Twenty Six
Captain Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones stood alone on the roof of the Millennium Centre, watching the sun sinking slowly across Cardiff Bay. Ianto, looking sharp in his black suit with his red shirt, the one Kayla had liked so much, adjusted his sunglasses slightly. It had only been a few days since the fight and his emotional wounds were still raw. Still, at least today he was dressed and back at work. The only place he felt he could be right now. At home, he would either think or just sleep all day. At least here, he could be busy.
"They locked me up to stop me going with you; because they didn't think I could be trusted. What does that say about us Jack?"
"It says they care," he replied simply. He turned towards his friend. "Before she died, Kayla said that you had saved her. She said that she was changing … because of you, because of your love for her."
"Changing into what?" Ianto enquired despondently.
"She wasn't sure, possibly back to being human. But … it wasn't enough; she ran out of time. She died before she was complete. She was stuck … stuck between lives. Half vampire, half … her."
Ianto removed his sunglasses as the last of the day's sunlight sank below the horizon. He rubbed his eyes, still sore and inflamed from grief. He swallowed hard and stared silently out across the Bay.
"She did a good thing Ianto," Jack continued. "You should be proud of her. Kayla gave her life so that others might live. She died trying to protect the human race from the future ..." Jack grinned. "Sound familiar?!"
Jack patted him on the shoulder as he turned, leaving Ianto alone on the rooftop.
"Yes." Ianto said quietly to himself as he absent-mindedly loosened his tie and rubbed his neck, revealing only the faint remnant of the vampire's bite. "Yes it does."
THE END