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Homeward Bound.

Ianto Jones had always been a Cardiff boy, he had been born in the City Hospital and had been confirmed dead at the same hospital. Now as he sat in a cafe in Splott he wondered if he could ever walk back in there again, without giving the medical staff heart attacks. He smiled slightly at the red head that was watching him from across the cafe. She looked familiar. Before he could place her the woman had left her seat and was marching towards him.

"Don't I know you?" She flicked her long red hair over her shoulder as Ianto looked down into his coffee mug. He had to stay hidden, he had to keep a low profile. As far as he knew he was the only man to survive the poison that had killed so many when the Earth had almost been invaded. He shuddered as he thought about how easily the children of the planet had been considered as a bargaining tool. Now he knew he had to avoid Gwen and Jack. Jack was the only one who was supposed to be immortal. Not him. How and why he had survived he had no idea but being alive seemed to be causing him alot more problems than he had before he had woken up in the City's morgue.

"Ianto Jones." Donna sat in front of him. "I was told you had snuffed it."

"I had."

Donna narrowed her eyes. She knew the Doctor could regenerate. He had often told her stories and shown her photos of him in various incarnations. But Ianto? No, she wasn't buying that one.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She stared at him as he closed his eyes. He had spotted the one man he had never thought he would see again. Jack had gone. That was all he had known. He had woken up freezing cold and alone. Jack was gone.

"I didn't die, Donna."

"I can bleeding well see that."

"Donna."

"Look, we put the Earth back in the right place in the solar system not so long ago so don't tell me I wont understand!" She hissed. "Because, Coffee Boy I have seen more on this Earth than I ever thought I could guess at. So don't bloody talk to me as though I'm as thick as that Micky Smith we met."

"I didn't mean. Donna, I'm sorry."

"It's ok." She watched as Ianto grew steadily more pale. Then she realised what he had seen in the busy cafe. Smiling slightly she turned to face Jack as he walked towards their table.

"Who's your friend? Aren't you going to introduce us? I'm Captain Jack Harkness." He smiled his best charm smile as Donna moved slightly out of the way so he could see the man she had half hidden.

"Hi."

"Ianto." Jack almost whispered the words. "My Ianto?" Jack felt as though he had been punched in the stomach. He had watched Ianto die next to him. It had been horrendous. He remembered the searing pain through his chest as he carried the lifeless body of his lover out of the poisonous gas, knowing it was too late to save him. Now as he stared at the quiet welshman as he stared at him.

"Jack."

"How?"

"Long story."

"I have time." Jack was desperate to hug him, to tell him how much he had missed him. Instead he stayed there and just watched the man as he stared at the coffee in the mug in front of him. Donna touched Jack's arm as he slipped into the chair next to her.

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"Gwen!" Rhys called as he walked back into the living room. He had been out for a walk with the baby who was now settled and asleep. He smiled as his sleeping daughter turned her head. "Where's your Mam? Eh?"

"In here." Gwen shouted. She was still angry at everyone around her. She had known that Jack had always looked out for her but she had thought that was because of the way she had been recruited to Torchwood. The way she had been so persistant in making her way into Torchwood. She had no idea it was because he was her father. Rhys sighed heavily before walking into their bedroom with Anwen in his arms.

"You alright luv?"

"No, Rhys." Gwen folded the sheets in her hands as Rhys sighed. "Did he know? Jack? Does he know he's my father? Does he know that Torchwood is effectively dead here?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know what?"

"Anything. I just found your birth certificate. Ask your Mam not me."

"Oh I did. That was an interesting phone conversation. Rhys, how on earth could I tell her my former boss, who doesn't look a day over 40 is my dad."

"Gwen."

"What was I supposed to say?"

"Oh luv." Rhys sat on the bed. "What did you say?"

"I asked her who my birth father was. She wanted to know why I asked. So I told her." Gwen threw the washing on to the far side of the bed.

"What did she say?" Rhys knew Gwen would always protect Jack's secret. If there was one thing he knew about his wife it was that she was incredibly loyal and always had been.

"That yes, Jack Harkness was my father. She met him the year before I was born. He was a captain in the RAF. Lovely man apparently. They were going to get married, he even went with her to register my birth. He chose my middle name." Gwen shook her head angrily as Rhys closed his eyes. "Then he vanished."

"Vanished?"

"She had a letter. Posted abroad." Gwen sighed. Apparently he never told her he had a son about three years older than me called Jack. She shook her head. "She met all the team at our wedding. Threw her a bit but she assumed Jack was not her Jack. I mean, how could she think that? He doesn't age. He never told her he was born in the future. That he can't die. She thought the Jack she met at the wedding was my half brother. How the Hell could I tell her that he was my father?"

"I dunno." Rhys placed the baby in her moses basket.

"It's all such a mess." Gwen laid back on her bed as she closed her eyes.

"I know luv. I know."

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Ianto paid for his coffee as he watched Donna and Jack argue. Some things would never change. He still couldn't quite believe that Jack was alive and well and back in Cardiff. He smiled slightly as he felt Jack slap his back.

"You look well."

"As opposed to dead you mean?"

"Yeah." Jack looked away. He knew it didn't matter how long he lived, seeing Ianto dead would haunt him for the rest of his life. "Look, do you know what happened to Gwen and Rhys?"

"She had a girl. Anwen Mair."

"After her Gran." Jack smiled.

"Yeah. She's tiny. Born a little bit too early. All the trauma." Ianto shrugged. He had been unconscious and essentially dead for most of it.

"Do you know where they are?"

"Jack, things aren't like they were. Rhys has a job. In the Rhondda. Gwen is a stay at home mum." Ianto walked along. "She is watched around the clock. No one will give her a job. Her mobile is tapped. Her emails monitored. Mine would be too, if people knew I was still alive."

"But why?" Donna asked. She had no idea why both men were so tense around each other.

"Torchwood. Jack, Torchwood ruined her life."

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A/N Is Ianto right? Please review.