Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or the characters.

Rating: T (I had originally rated this M but as our boys are only just meeting nothing will happen yet. When it does I will mark all M)

Author's notes: This is completely AU. Set in Jack and then Ianto's P.O.V (I've written up to where they meet so it may change from there on in, as I'm not sure how it will work doing the P.O.V's in different parts!) Also my first fic so please be nice J

Right so enjoy and let me know what you think x

Thanks for the reviews so far x

Thought I couldn't want you more than I did before.

Jack finished work and headed to that familiar pub. The one where he had first 'met' this mysterious man. He was there in the hope he would see him again. It was the fourth time he'd been here since seeing him in the park and he was feeling dubious.

As Jack enters the bar he feels his heart skip a beat but then it begins to break. The young man was sat alone on one of the high bar stools at the long tables set by the entrance. He was staring into a half full pint glass twisting it around on the table, his head was hung low and his shoulders hunched. He looked defeated, broken.

Somehow Jack didn't see it fit to just go over and talk to him, so he headed towards the bar. After ordering his drink he went to sit a few tables away from the man. He kept him in sight and attempted to keep an eye on the younger man being as discreet as possible. He just wanted to make sure he was okay.

After ten agonising minutes Jack could no longer sit idle watching the man. Something about him wasn't right and he couldn't help but think it was something bad. He didn't care if he told him to 'Piss off' he just had to make sure he was alright and comfort him in someway.

Just as Jack was about to stand, that same woman from before walked into the pub. She stood still in the door for a moment as she saw her, Jack hoped friend, nursing an empty glass in his hand. As she walked towards her friend she said "Oh, Ianto." He didn't respond, not even when she put her arms around him pulling him towards her. "I've been looking everywhere." she continued. He looked towards her and what Jack saw next broke his heart. The intriguing stranger began to sob, his whole body shaking. His friend just held onto him tighter, running soothing hands up and down his back.

Jack looked away, feeling his chest tightening and his eyes beginning to sting. He took a sip of his drink and placed it back on the table. Looking back over towards the broken man he noticed they were moving towards a booth down the far end of the pub, Jack could still see them but couldn't hear what was being said.

They weren't sat there long before they stood up and headed towards the exit. His friend placing a calming and guiding hand on the mans arm. Jack was positive they weren't together but he was glad that he had company, a friend with him to help him through his sadness.

Jack sat back in he seat and finished his drink he went through the numerous possibilities for the younger mans state but at each one he didn't want to think about the pain he would be suffering.

As Jack placed his empty glass on the table he recalled the woman calling his name. 'Ianto,' Jack thought 'what a beautiful name.' On that he stood up, left the pub and headed home.