Heard the song 'Five More Minutes' on the radio and when I stopped crying, thinking about who I want to spend just five more tiny minutes with, this story came into my head.

Jack is determined not to stop taking Herman the dragon for walks, but can he convince Ianto that it's okay? Written for Prompt 214: Attack at anythingdrabble. Follows 'Not His Job'.

I needed a happy ending...

So. November is here, the countdown for Christmas begins. I will give my first story to start us off. I start this story at Xmas, a shitty one that is best left behind... we then have a year where Ianto recovers from his losses, finds his childhood sweetheart Jack is not as much of a dick now and by the next Christmas is in a better spot. We all need some happy right now

Unknown aliens can be a bit tricky to deal with. You can never really be sure how they might react... Written for Challenge 232: Theory at beattheblackdog.

Now that there's a dragon in the Hub, Ianto should have expected he'd be the one having to take care of it. Written for a prompt at comment fic.

When Ianto's phone goes off in the early hours of the morning, he knows it'll be the start of another long night. Written for Challenge 255: Amnesty at fan flashworks, using Challenge 65: Teamwork.

Ianto wears his poppy for Remembrance Day.

OK... gonna jump in with chaos as per usual ... oh and... don't blame Jack!

Meriel is poorly, but her Taddy has got her some magic medicine from Uncle Owen…Written for Challenge 332: Medicine at fan flashworks.

AU of Jack and Ianto. Little!Jack and Little!Ianto. I can't put much in the summary, it'll give away the story Despite what the rating says, it's only that in later chapters, which is why I had to do that.

Taking a break on a planet that is still largely unspoiled, Ianto finds himself feeling a little homesick for Wales. Written for Challenge 223: Landscape at beattheblackdog. Set in my 'Ghost Of A Chance' 'verse.

Stereotypes are the worst kind of generalisation, and some people have every reason to be offended by the way they're perceived. Written for Prompt 019 – Stereotype at fandomweekly.

So the therapist suggested Date Nights to help them stay connected with their lives so full of others pulling them apart all the time for attention. This is my take on those date nights in no specific order ... just random nights of silliness or typical Harkness-Jones swank. Will only update every few days or so as I think of a chapter to add. Ratings may change! Alt Verse

So... OK... another space one. How about a fifth of the population are mutants... a new breed of humans that are not that well loved by humans and treated as sub-humans. Throw in the maiden voyage of a flash now spaceship and a crew of mutants that managed to wangle themselves in as the flight crew and... well... i really have no idea where this WIP will go... come with us xxx

It's a very blustery day, but Nosy is determined to go outside anyway. Written for Challenge 210: Windy at beattheblackdog.

Torchwood has been asked to investigate some weird noises coming from an abandoned building. This started out as a drabble but I got a bit carried away ;)

So Jack and Ianto's first spark of interest? These are one-shots of the first time they notice one another. Might be first meetings or first time one sees something in the other that causes a double take. So many alternate 'verses, there has to be hundreds of first times for Jack and Ianto's love stories. Yes, I will take your suggestions too. Love my Crumbly xxxx (Maybe smut)

Ianto is having bad luck again, at a very inconvenient time, and he's making his displeasure very clear! Written for a prompt at fic promptly.

A quick look into some of Jack and Ianto's kisses, including their first, their last, plus a few in between, one that never happened, and one that isn't quite what it seems.

Jack thinks he has a brilliant idea for their Halloween costumes. Ianto doesn't agree. Who will win? Written for a prompt at fic promptly.

Ianto Jones, organisational king, is a list making machine! Disclaimer: As always, I lay no claim to the characters or the program; it all belongs to the mighty Miss B.

It was only meant to be a spot of Weevil hunting, a welcome break from boring paperwork, but Jack and Ianto aren't prepared for what they find… Written for alafaye's prompt 'A typical Weevil hunt at midnight turns up something a whole lot worse' at torchwood fest.

I'm horrible at them, but it's going through Jack and Ianto's relationship post Exit Wounds. Please R&R! Thank you!

Sorry, no summary. Just read it and review please!