A Chance Meeting
He was walking along the streets of some random US city he hadn't even bothered to learn the name of. It was nothing like Cardiff, but it was where he had set up Torchwood America. It was his new home.
He wasn't lost, exactly. He just wasn't quite sure of where he was, or quite how to get back.
He stopped to try and work out where he was, and that was when the man bumped into him.
The man hurried past him without saying a word, but Jack could not move. The man had looked so much like Ianto.