Completely drained Ianto lay on the camping bed next to Jack's bed. Somehow they'd convinced the staff that he could stay the night with Jack, maybe Owen did have something to do with it, they would probably never know that. But it had been a rather awkward night - or more like half an hour - before the head nurse decided that it was time for Jack to go asleep.

"Are you asleep?" Jack whispered through the night air. The sun had gone down and the digital clock was currently flashing 01:29. They should've been asleep a long time ago, but his brain couldn't help but keep him awake with horrifying things that could've happened today.

"No." He whispered back. Looking to his right he could see two spooky eyes looking at him in the otherwise dark room.

"Could we… maybe… have that talk now?" Jack asked him carefully. There was no reason for him to be so insecure about the whole event as Ianto had already confessed his love before, but somehow Jack still was.

While in truth it should've been Ianto who needed to be scared out of his mind for rejection. Officially the cat had already been out of the bag, then why was Ianto so nervous all of a sudden.

"Uh, oh, well, yeah, sure… I just didn't expect us to do that until you were better." He stumbled over his words and made a complete mess of himself while he sat up straight and faced Jack.

"Oh, well we could always postpone it you know." He said sheepishly and averted his eyes towards his cast covered arm. In the short time that the cast had been on his arm - and also his leg - he and Owen had already put some kind messages on it. And even a few smileys made their way on it.

" No, no, let's do it now. It might be best if we just got it out of the way you know." He said, Jack, looked up scared and probably awaited the worst. To reassure Jack he did the one thing he'd been dreaming about doing for so long. He sat up from his - uncomfortable - bed and sat down on Jack's, he waited a few seconds before he plunged his lips on top of Jack's and kissed the living daylight out of him. It felt so good to finally acknowledge what he'd wanted for quite some time now. His lips felt so soft, and at first, Jack sat completely still before the initial shock wore off, he didn't push him back or anything, more like encouraging him to go on as Jack's free arm went to circle around Ianto's body and his lips went to kiss him back. When finally they couldn't survive any longer without fresh air, they broke apart and smiled at one another. The tension of a few minutes before had been completely broken and the atmosphere had turned into something far nicer than it had been when he walked into the room a few hours ago.

''Hi,'' Jack whispered and put his forehead against Ianto's. His eyes looked dreamily before he could spot some form of worry and anxiety in those enchanting orbs.

''Hey.'' It stayed silent for a while during the time they looked each other in the eye. Jack was the first to break the enchanting eye contact with him and looked towards something over his shoulder.

''Okay, so we promised to talk.'' He said and took Jack's face in his hand and turned his face towards his so he could look Jack straight in the eye. There was only one thing that they could be going to talk about, their possible relationship. And personally, he couldn't imagine them not getting together as their love declarations had already been spoken.

''Yes, yes, so uhm…''

''Might I just say something beforehand? I know how we already professed our love to one another, so I'm not too sure what we need to talk about, but if you want to, maybe we could go out on a… date you know… soon. When you get out of here and maybe out of those casts. You know, dinner and a movie, or maybe something a little quieter? Because if there's one thing that I found out, it's that I'd really like to give this a shot.'' Perplexed about himself - that he actually had the balls to ask Jack out - he awaited Jack's response. Jack in his turn stared at him for a few long minutes before he shook his head.

''Yes! Of course. Honest to god, that has been something I've been wanting to ask you for a while now. But first, you were smitten with Lisa, then you broke up with her and I just waited for the right moment. But you know, when is the right moment for something like that? A year? A month?''

''Jack, you're rambling.'' relieved he let out a sigh, as he'd been holding his breath during Jack's speech and took Jack's hand - the one without the cast.

''Okay, phew, glad that's been cleared. Alright, so what did you want to talk to me about?'' He asked and squeezed Jack's hand in reassurance while he waited. Jack averted his eyes again towards the bag next to the chair and pulled back his hand. Disappointed he watched what was going on, he'd always known Jack liked men too, he hadn't really hidden it from the world. So he didn't think that was something Jack was worried about right now.

''Are my things which they took from my body in that bag?'' He asked.

''Yes, why?''

''Could you give it to me? I need it to show you.'' Quickly he stood up from the bed and took approximately two steps towards the chair to pick up the plastic bag in one go. He rummaged a little in it and found the other plastic zip bag he'd been handed hours ago. He put the clothes back on the chair and went to sit down on the bed again when he handed Jack the little plastic bag. Jack opened the zipper and got out his weird kind of wrist band.

''There's something really important I need to tell you before this gets any further.'' He frowned at Jack - who tried to sit up straighter on his place and winced when he put his weight on his bad arm.

''Don't do that, let me help you at least.'' He said and put his hands under Jack's armpits. Carefully he lifted him up and set him against the headboard with a pillow behind him. Being a nurse would never really leave you. Something was clearly bugging Jack when he didn't even protest. He only hoped it wasn't something criminal related.

''I'm not who you think I am.'' He said eventually when he sat down again. Like a bomb had just dropped into the hospital room. Scared he awaited what Jack was on about, what was going on?

"MyrealnamesJavicandI'mfromthe51stcentury." He said it so fast that he couldn't understand him at first.

''I'm sorry, come again?'' Jack took a deep breath in and let it slowly out through his nose. His eyes closed for a few seconds and when they opened it felt like they were staring into his soul.

''My real name is Javic and I'm from the 51st century.'' Their eyes were locked to one another while Jack spoke. The moment of truth didn't exactly go like he'd imagined it to go.

''So… let me get this straight. You're from outer space? Like extraterrestrial? Like an alien?'' He asked surprisingly quiet. Many people would've started laughing and called him a liar. But he'd always believed in the impossible. So he wasn't that shocked.

''Basically yeah. Doesn't that freak you out?''

''Should it? The world is full of marvels we've still yet to uncover. Who knows what's out there?''

''Only I'm not an alien, into the far future people will start to explore the galaxy and move there. I'm from a colony of humans who moved up there.'' Jack took on a dreamy exterior when he told him that. It couldn't be other than he was reliving some memories of old.

''So what are you doing here? Don't get me wrong, I love that you're here, but why?'' Jack started to fumble with his fingers and looked down at the blanket when he answered his question.

''We… we were attacked. An alien species, which you will hopefully never meet, attacked us and I had to flee. My family… they were dead before I could find them. My daughter and husband… they're gone. So I did the only thing I could think about, I fled into the past.''

''Oh my, that's horrible.''

''This wristband… With it, I can travel through time. It was part of my job at the agency. It doesn't work anymore, otherwise, I wouldn't be here anymore. But at the time it was my only escape. I used it and ended up in Victorian-era England. And honestly, I think that's where my story starts. He hadn't looked up once to him, he kept watching the blanket as if looking at something else would kill him. Not daring to ask anything, he kept silent and waited for Jack to give him all the facts. It would be better when he knew the whole picture and actually knew what he was talking about before thinking all sorts of weird theories.

" Please don't judge me," Jack said, his eyes, so sad, directed at him burned a hole into his soul. He stared at him while his body, on autopilot, leaned closer to him. For a second he doubted about taking Jack in his arms and hugging him, most of the times it was Jack doing it to him when he needed it, but he wanted to do it for Jack too, just this once. But in the end, he neglected the idea and kept himself where he was. He did squeeze Jack's hand again though after he'd pried it away from the wristband. Carefully he wrapped both his hands around his free one and felt the warmth radiation off of it.

"Never."

"Okay so when I stranded here, so many years ago, I found that maybe I could help some people because I felt this guilt at not being able to help my own family. One day I went out to help this woman. She'd been quite nice and she asked my help, so I went to her house… that's when everything turned to shit. She cursed me. Yes Ianto, witches are real." Shocked, he looked back at him. It couldn't be, witches were something of folklore. Of stories, people enjoyed reading or movies they liked to watch.

" She accused me of having a hero complex later, which might be true, but I just thought simply of it as helping someone in need." There was a short pause and a deep intake of breath before Jack began to talk again. His casted hand began to fumble with the wristband on his lap again.

" For as long as I don't find someone who can accept me for who I am, the real me, I will have to live on… forever. That's my curse, she cursed me with immortality and much more. I'll tell you that later. She did exactly what she wanted, made my life miserable. I've died so many times throughout the years that I've lost count, but I keep coming back to life. I've seen so many of my friends, of my lovers, die that I've become scared to attach myself. The truth is, that I've been alone, for such a long time, that I've forgotten what love really felt like… until I met you. I kept on living without really living a life. I know, it sounds cliche, but it's true."

"But why me?" He asked perplexed about Jack's confession.

"Ianto, you... you're something else completely, you are the first person in so many years who I've dared to tell my story to because you know… there's a catch. If I tell my story and I or the other doesn't feel love, then they would be in immediate danger.'' Scared Jack looked him in the eye. There'd been something seriously wrong with that woman to bring someone that much pain in his life. He kept calm, there was nothing wrong with him, but he was afraid to hear about Jack's horrors. About what that witch had let him go through.

After all, Jack was just another person like him, who had also been through too many horrors for a lifetime and was broken beyond measure.

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