IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE IF YOU DON'T READ THIS FIC MAY NOT MAKE SENSE! Now that I have your attention… this chapter contains sinpits from previous chapters. Because personally I like to think that the memories we saw in the episode weren't the only ones they remembered. I've taken my favourite lines/paragraphs and turned this into one of those cheesy clip shows. I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer; I own nothing except the plot.
It's funny the way that memories sneak up on you when you least suspect them. Sometimes you'll just be washing a dish and you'll remember that random day when you and a friend used that same dish for one thing or another, anything random really. But when you're facing death the memories that come to you are never the ones you would expect. You assume you'll remember specific memories that made a significant impact on your life, but that's not what happened to two torchwood members, they remembered the little moments that brought them together.
They remembered a time of confusion, a time where they were just two colleagues and nothing more.
I only intended to ask him if he was OK, maybe provide him kind words of support. Before I knew what was happening we were standing in the middle of his office, arms wrapped around each other, lips locked. This is going to sound horrible but after the initial shock wore off it felt right. I put my hands on his hips and pulled him close. Part of me wanted to pull away and run but the other wanted to take this further. The decision was made for me when the alarms on the cog door sounded, meaning the others had arrived.
They remembered their own secret meetings.
The feel of his tongue in your mouth or what he looks like naked.
His thoughts would stray to a picture of the younger man naked and sweating below him.
They remembered the good and the bad of each other.
Just before Ianto walked out he turned to face the man that plagued his dreams, his fantasy's, and even his nightmares.
They remembered what brought them together.
Just maybe that's exactly what we both need and what we have both been searching for… companionship.
They remembered their lows.
He had come into this… arrangement with the idea that he would help make Jack feel less alone. Apparently he wasn't good enough.
Even if he doesn't come back, I really hope that he finds what he's been looking for.
His biggest regret was that he didn't say goodbye
"I don't ask much from you Jack, hell I don't even ask you to be honest because I know you keep secrets for a reason. But a little consideration wouldn't go unnoticed."
They remembered their trials.
"Ianto, I admit that I do have certain, for want of a better word, feelings for Gwen. But they don't compare to what I have for you. With Gwen, she represents something I always wanted but given up on; basically she's what I've been fighting for, for almost one hundred and fifty years. And when she sees me she sees the hero she dreamt about when she was a girl. I also know that it could never work between us; she'd probably shoot me after a week just to make it easier. But I know things could work between you and me."
But above it all they remembered the reason they were together, love.
Jack sighed as he realised that with all of the mistakes the two have made, they were here absolutely in love with each other.
I love spending pointless afternoons where we don't have to worry about the next bog monster,
"You know what? Fuck it! New rule! Everything before I love you doesn't count!"
I get Ianto Jones, and that's better than any prize won at the fair.
Even when facing certain death these two lovers will think of loosing the one they adore above all others. Maybe… just maybe this fairytale will have a happy ending.
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