Author's Note: So, here we are finally at the end of this story. I want to thank everyone who has read and supported my story whether you were here when I started this over a year ago or a new one. Thank you so much, I really wouldn't have gotten here if it wasn't for your kudos or comments, they really did motivate me to continue writing. So here's the final chapter, I hope you all enjoy!

~100 Years Later~

"You know it's rude to stare" Ianto muttered as he opened his eyes and looked up at the smiling face on his mate who was hovering above him.

"I was hoping if I stared long enough, you could understand that I'm craving coffee," Jack said, and looking at Ianto's beautiful face was always a plus.

"I'd say make your own, but I'd kill you if you touched it" Ianto muttered, turning over onto his front and burying his head into his pillow. He couldn't find the energy to force himself to leave to warmth of his bed, but he really did fancy his morning coffee. God knows he needs it if he's going to face anything a normal Torchwood day would through at him.

"Give me a kiss and that might convince me" Ianto said, giving Jack an innocent smile when he rolled back over to face his mate.

"Well, Mr Jones that would be my pleasure" Jack said leaning down and pressing their lips together, "convinced yet?".

"Humm… I don't know, I'll think about it when I make myself a coffee" Ianto teased jumping out of bed and darted out his bedroom with the sound of Jack whining trailing behind him. Ianto headed straight towards the coffee machine and started brewing his own cup when he became lost in his thoughts.

Ianto could hardly believe it had been a hundred years already since he bonded with Jack, and their relationship was stronger than ever after they got over their initial communication issues. Jack and Ianto had gotten use to keeping secrets with Ianto being a fae and Jack being immortal, the first few years had been a struggle but with the help and support of their team, they overcame that issue and now the Torchwood team worked more effectively than ever as they were more in tune with each other. Now, Ianto thought about it, it was approaching the hundred years anniversary since Tosh and Owen along with Estelle became fae.

"What are you thinking about?" Jack asked, wrapping his arms around Ianto's waist and rested his head on Ianto's shoulder.

"Just what happened these last years, it's hard to believe that it's been a hundred years since Jason died, I was so sure that I would not make it especially when I got trapped underneath that bar," Ianto answered leaning back into his mates arms.

"But you did, you're stronger than you give yourself credit for. Look, if it weren't for you, the fae world would be worse off. You helped the Queen put in place strategies to prevent anything like this happening again. Hell, you even gotten me to get along with the fae, me! If that isn't a miracle then I don't know what is!" Jack said before pressing a quick kiss to Ianto's temple.

"Admit it, they're not as bad as you thought".

"… no comment" Jack said as he pulled away from his mate and picked up his mug of coffee up off the side, Ianto laughed. The fae world was slowly getting used to their once mortal enemy visiting from time to time and even Ianto could tell that Jack was enjoying socialising with the fae even if he didn't want to admit it.

"We better leave soon; you know how Owen gets when he hasn't had his morning coffee" Ianto said. Owen was a nightmare to deal with when he hadn't had his coffee, and Ianto couldn't let his best friend deal with that more than Tosh already had to. Ianto honestly couldn't believe sometimes that they had lasted this long, but they had shown that even the complete opposites could have a happy relationship.

"Or, we could head back to bed and finish what we started last night," Jack said, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

"You think that would stop Owen from breaking in here for his coffee. Jack I love you but I don't fancy replacing the front door for the fourth time this month because you can't control your dick," Ianto replied pressing a kiss against Jack's cheek before disappearing back into their bedroom to get ready for work.

"Morning Boss!" Rhys shouted from his desk as Ianto and Jack entered the hub "Oh hey Jack".

"Morning Rhys". Rhys was the newest addition of their torchwood team. After Gwen's trial and dead, the fae would not settle for anything less, Cooper had attacked a fae then joint forces with a rogue one to bring down Ianto. The fae wanted her dead, and no one was going to change their minds. According to Reiner, who oversaw the execution, Gwen died begging for Jack to save her, even in her finally moments Gwen still held onto the delusion that Jack loved her. Honestly, it made Ianto feel bad for Rhys, for falling in love with such a horrid person who never seemed to think about anyone but herself.

Ianto felt like he owed it to Rhys to explain or well give him a water-down version of what happened to Gwen, but when Ianto and Jack met Rhys, Ianto realised that Rhys was a chosen one. Or at least he had been before giving up the opportunity to stay on earth and live a normal human life. It meant that knowing about the fae gave Rhys the right to know the truth, at least about Gwen's death.

Rhys had taken the news better than Ianto had expected. Apparently, Rhys had suspected something was going on not long after Gwen joined Torchwood, but each time he tried to bring it up Gwen would just get angry before storming off in a sulk. Rhys had joined Torchwood not long after. Finding his skills for running a business and engineering became useful, especially since it relieved Ianto of some of his extra work and gave him more time to focus on the archives, which had slowly started becoming a state again.

"About time tea boy! Some of us could die of thirst without our morning coffee! I bet Harkness had already had his!" Owen started complaining, but before Ianto could reply, the rift monitor alarm went off. Tosh darted over to her computer and pulled up the rift prediction and monitor software she and Ianto had developed to allow members of Torchwood to have some evenings off.

"The rifts active, a parking lot in Sophia Gardens," Tosh said.

"Looks like you're going to have to wait for your coffee, Owen. Grab your gear" Jack said smirking before darting towards the SUV. Owen just groaned as he reluctantly picked his gear up from beside his desk and slumped after the rest of the Torchwood team. Groaning about how today was going to be a long day without his coffee, Ianto just gave Owen one look before shoving the thermos of coffee he had prepared at home into Owen's hands to shut him up.

Jack groaned. He rested his head on his arm and pouted. No matter how much time he spent trying to finish this paperwork, it always seems to keep increase rather than decreasing or disappearing as Jack would prefer. He was the leader of Torchwood Three; he was a man of adventure and action, not sitting behind a desk doing hours on end of piles on piles of paperwork. It was truly a waste of his handsome talents.

"You know if you started completing it rather than staring, you would finish quicker" Ianto said opening the door to Jack's office and walked inside. He's not surprised to see Jack sitting there staring at the paperwork like it was going to eat him if he even dared blink.

"Is that coffee I smell" Jack said when the heavenly scent wafted over. He lifted his head up and looked at his mate, who was holding a mug of coffee. Jack smiled, making grabby hands at the mug.

"You know sometimes I think you love my coffee more than me" Ianto said handing his mate the mug who quickly took a sip then put it on his desk before Jack pulled Ianto onto his lap. They had had many incidents where Jack got too handsy when Ianto was hold his coffee and Jack spilled it all over his own crotch. Much to Owen's amusement. The second that coffee was far away, Ianto was fair game.

"You know nothing could ever compare to my love for you, although your coffee is a close contender along with your ass," Jack said. Ianto just rolled his eyes, but relaxed into his mate's hold. "You know our anniversary is coming up, we could do something special to celebrate".

"Jack, I'm not giving you a blow job whilst you're driving".

"But!".

"Not happening".

"Fine, we can save it for next year," Jack pouted but continued, "I was thinking maybe we could go on a vacation. We've not really had much time to ourselves recently and we both know that Tosh and Rhys can hold down the fort for a week or more and I'm sure they can feed the pets, including our resident doctor. I'll even talk to the Queen, so she'll take you off active duty".

"Okay, what do you have in mind?" Ianto asked.

"Maybe a cruise either on earth or in space" Jack said, he hadn't been on a cruise since he had to go undercover when he was still a time agent.

"It sounds like an idea, we can talk about it later" Ianto said, although he did like the idea. They hadn't really had much time to themselves since, well actually Ianto couldn't remember. It must have been a long time ago. Maybe it was time to have a well deserve break.

"We could. I know something better we could do with our times," Jack said, slipping a hand underneath Ianto's shirt.

"Not here, Tosh would kill us if we broke your desk again," Ianto said glaring at his mate before adding "anyway, you have paperwork".

"Yan, that's not fair," Jack whined.

"How about this," Ianto started smirking "you finish your paperwork then I'll let you come down to the archives and bend me over the desk down there".

"You drive a hard bargain Mister Jones" Jack said as if he didn't need convincing, Ianto knew his mate better than anyone and Jack would do anything for Ianto even paperwork, if it meant having sex at the end. Although the hard dick pressing against Ianto's ass also didn't help for Ianto's preservation. There had been a few times he had given in to Jack, but not this time. "Deal, now off you go. I have a date with the dreaded paperwork".

Ianto rolled his eyes muttering drama queen underneath his breath but still he climbed off Jack's lap pressing a quick kiss to his cheek and left the office. He couldn't help but smile as he watched Jack grab the nearest pen and started working. It was his own fault for letting it build up like that. For some unknown reason Jack still wanted to have physical copies and electronic ones, so in a matter of fact, it was Jack's fault that he had so much work to do.

Though these last one hundred years, Ianto had some time to wonder about what would happen to him if he wasn't a chosen one. Would he have joined Torchwood and met Jack, would he have even survived his father's abuse, or would Ianto have lived a quiet life as a farmer in the countryside? The fae changed so much of his life, but he would never change it for the world. His life represents the fairy tales that the fae come from. They defeated the villain, and he got the girl… well guy and they were living their happily ever after… well Jack permitting that was.

To most of the world Ianto Jones was dead, but to the ones that knew him Ianto Jones was more alive than ever.

The End