Beta: Non yet. So sorry for mistakes made during the translation.

Author's Note: First, make sure to read the Prologue. Second, well, enjoy. Now it starts getting good and the Janto begins. I'm really proud of this character. I hope I had pulled out all of the characters well. I did my best. And I hope you also like Miranda as a new team member. I'm making my best to create a new character that reminds secondary. I think I'm getting it. And I really do hope she's likeable and not as Gwen that sometimes you really want to hit her, despite that after all this time I ended up loving her too. :P Now, I won't entretain you anymore.

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Chapter 1

Crash

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"What's happening?" Gwen asked Jack in the Briefing Room, "Miranda try to explain it to me on the phone, but I couldn't understand her a thing."

Jack asked for patience to the Welsh woman with the look, before turning to the 23-year-old girl.

"Now, tell us what you found out. And make sure that everyone can understand you this time."

"I'll try," smiled Miranda, "I was supervising the Rift when I found this. It's something that goes beyond the usual activity or inactivity flow from the Rift."

"So the Rift is about to produce something out of the ordinary?" asked Gwen.

"No," answered Miranda seriously, "This is no the Rift. This is something different, something bigger. It's like apart from the Rift, that's between time and space, there is a gap between different realities.

"And do you think this Gap is going to be active soon?" asked Jack.

"I guess so," sighed the physicist, "Judging from the Rift, which inactivity periods have a standard flow, which increase slightly before a spike comes, and we extrapolate it to what we found in the Gap. Soon there's going to be activity in the Gap."

"And to how much do you call 'soon'?" questioned her Jack.

"Hours?" answered Mariana as if she were in trouble, "And that if we are lucky."

"So in a few hours something from a strange reality from ours and that we don't know anything about is going to come trough," said Jack in his best you've-got-to-be-kidding-me face.

"Or something from ours go to the other. It's impossible to know without more information if it's going to be a negative or positive activity spike," corrected him Miranda.

"Perfect. This keeps getting better and better," exclaimed the captain clapping his hand sarcastically.

"Oh, God, and to think that I missed the adrenaline rush," complained Gwen.

"Hey, at least thank me that I found it!" defended herself the young girl, "Besides, I managed to triangulate the position of where is going to happen."

Jack gifted her one of his trade mark Harkness smiles.

"Well done," he congratulated her, "All right, team, let's prepare to face the unknown. Gwen, check the guns and take some all-species tranquillizer, we don't know what might face us. Miranda, take your notebook and everything you think necessary, when we're there I want you to tell me everything that you can about the Gap."

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TWTWTWTWTWTW

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The square where the Gap was going to open was submerged in darkness. The street lights barely illuminated, blocked by the uncared trees that covered them with its branchs. The new SUV, black too, appeared in one of the streets and parked on a side of the square. From it, the three members of the Torchwood team descended.

"Miranda, how much more for the Gap to open?" asked Jack with his command voice.

"Any moment now" answered the girl looking at what seem a leather watch in his right wrist.

"All right, I want you to keep an eye on the Gap and tell me everything that you can," he said while Miranda, following his order, started to take out her notebook from her bag, "Gwen, go there and stay alert with your gun ready."

Gwen had barely taken two steps when the sound of a shoot broke the tranquillity of the night.

"We're being shot!" screamed the women, pointing the obvious.

"Everyone, look for shelter!", shouted Jack taking out his Webley out of its holster.

The three hid behind a big broken fountain that decorated the square. The shoots left craters in the concrete of the base of the fountain. Once in a while, one would divert its course and pass by over them or at their sides.

"It seems we're not the only ones who know about the Gap between realities," said Jack in one of the moments when he was bended down hidden after shooting to their attackers. He leaned out a couple more of times to make some more shoots, before hiding once more and say, "Somebody else was waiting for it."

"But who?" asked Gwen, who also was leaning out once in a while to shoot.

"That's the question or how maybe would be better asking," reasoned Jack.

"They have to have some alien technologic, or maybe from the future," argued the woman.

"I don't think we'll find out know," said the captain before continuing shooting.

"Eh, guys..." sounded the voice of Miranda calling then from below.

The girl was holding a gun in his hand, kneeling on the floor with the notebook open but without taking it out of the bag between his knees and with the back to the fountain. With her free hand she was typing instructions that made graphics jump out on the screen.

"You won't like this," she predicted.

"What?" asked Jack turning around to look at her.

"The Gap is opening right here in front of us," she said pointing out in front of her.

"Right now?" asked Gwen shocked.

"Yes," confirmed Miranda, "And it's a negative one, so unless we move now, we're gonna be taken."

"So then the options that we have left are go out and be shot or stay and be sucked up by an unknown reality. Tough decision," said Jack.

"I don't think that we have time to decide," said Miranda apprehensively staring at the front.

A blinding light, of a pale blue appeared in front of them. This was growing bigger and more intensity until its gleam enveloped the three of them. And suddenly, nothing.

"Stop shooting!" sounded a man's voice between the sound of the bullets.

Immediately he was obeyed and the silence took over the square once more. Form behind some bushes a man wearing a white lab coat appeared gun in hand. He walked rounding the fountain, inspecting it. After checking out that there was none, he kicked with anger a stone that was lying on the floor.

"Fuck!" he coursed.

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It was early in the morning and the sun was coming out. Despite that they were of small use, the street lights continued illuminate. The trees, neatly cut between street lights, rejoiced in the sun light. In the middle of the square a big fountain throw streams of transparent water into the air. Said water turned pale blue when it was suddenly illuminated by a light. Some screams interrupted the calmness of the dawn.

"Fuck!" a masculine voice was heard as soon as the mysterious light appeared, "Whit what I'm stabbing myself?"

"My elbow," complained Gwen from the floor.

"I hope my notebook didn't split itself in two," said Miranda while she got up.

"Lest you worry about our well-being," Jack reproached her, "I don't understand how do you worry about a machine when you have this," he ended pointing himself.

"The computer won't repair itself," answered Miranda.

"Hey!" played offended Jack.

"Good point," agreed Gwen while she shake the dust out of her clothes.

"And that's what happens when you have to women in your team who don't know to appreciate what they have," said the captain with false resignation, "Well, if you finished I guess it would be wise if we leave this and try to find out what's different in this reality."

"Maybe we could go to a bar with Wi-Fi," asked Miranda, "judging by the environment we aren't far away in time. We should find out if we don't have to avoid ourselves.

"Well thought," said Jack, "Are you coming, misses?" he asked offering them an arm each.

"Mrs.," pointed out Gwen but took him by the arm anyway.

By all answer, Jack smiled to her.

Not one of the three noticed that while they were walking away from the square, a man wearing a white lab coat came out from behind some bushes.

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"What are you gonna take?" questioned them the waitress.

"Coffee, coffee with milk and a cappuccino," asked Jack.

"Something else?"

"That's all... for now," told her Jack with a smile and a wink to the poor waitress, who turned red as a tomato.

"The Wi-Fi password?" asked Miranda.

"Here you have," the waitress handed her a small piece of paper before leaving.

"Couldn't you have hacked it?" questioned her Jack.

"Well, we must keep appearances," answered the girl in question while she wrote the password in her machine.

The young woman didn't talk again for a long time, busy looking for information on the Internet, she just stopped to sweeten her coffee with milk. Gwen and Jack busied themselves with chitchat until Miranda interrupted them.

"I have good and bad news"

"The good ones?" asked Jack.

"Part of the good news is that I already know in which year we are. 9th of January of 2010. the other part is that we'll only have to avoid me and my parents."

"But, where are we then?" asked Gwen puzzled, although she was beginning to suspect something.

"Well, that is the bad ones," said Miranda and put a face of that who doesn't know how to say something hard, "I found some of the difference with our reality. And... six month ago..." Miranda's voice faded while she looked for a way to continue.

Jack made the maths quickly. Six months ago, 9th of July of 2009.

"A thousand years' time…you won't remember me."

"Yes I will. I promise, I will."

Ianto.

"What happened?" asked Jack sharply, looking her with severity.

Miranda felt inhibited by Jack's stare, and decided to blurt it all.

"I don't know much of what really happened, not more of what you've told me. But, it seems, that in this universe..." the girl turned around to look Gwen in the eye, "I'm sorry, Gwen, but you went with Jack to Thame House, and it was you who... who died."

Gwen remained in silence, shocked by the news. But before she could say something, Jack talked.

"What happened with Ianto?" he asked anxiously.

"Nothing. I didn't find anything related to him yet. I need to look for more information but it's like he had never had worked for Torchwood nor been close to it nor had knew any of you."

Jack didn't know if to feel disappointed, happy, sad or what. Because it could be, that maybe, he was alive. But, where? And what if there was no Ianto Jones in this reality?

"And what did you found out about me?"

"I didn't find anything official. You... Steven died in here too. It seems that you had also been travelling around the world," she paused and looked her boss in the eye, "Jack, back there, in our reality, which day did you left Earth?"

"Today," he answered with severity.

They paid the bill and left the bar without saying much. Still shaken for the differences that they had found with their world. Jack had a lot to think. What did it say about him that feeling of relief for knowing that it was Gwen and not Ianto who died that fatidic day? And where was he? Maybe he was having the normal life that he should had had in a beginning. Was he happy?, Jack asked himself. Had he found somebody to love, somebody who deserved him way more than he had ever had?

And maybe, just maybe, wouldn't Ianto felt a small feeling of emptiness for not having met Jack ever?

They had barely walked a block but Jack was already lost far away in his thoughts. that's why he didn't see someone in front of him and he walked into him.

"Sorry," said a young voice with Welsh accent belonging to the man who he had crashed with.

Jack's heart stopped when he heard that voice, and expectantly, he raised his eyes to fully see him for the first time.

"Ianto?" he asked with shaking hope.

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