Jack hadn't expected when he got up that morning that his world would fall apart before noon. It had been a lovely evening the night before. Ianto had kept him company in the Hub while Jack finished up some paperwork, and they'd decided to spend the night in Jack's bunker since it was so late when he was finally done. They'd talked, made love, and then fallen asleep with Jack spooned up behind the Welshman in the small bed.

Ianto was awake earlier than Jack, which almost never happened, but he had mentioned he'd likely nip out early to get showered and changed at home so he could be back before the others arrived. Jack stretched out on the bed with a smile on his face, remembering the details of their night and luxuriating in the feel of aching muscles and soreness in all the right places. He absolutely loved when Ianto took control.

Figuring he should probably start to freshen up before Ianto got back, Jack rolled out of bed. He took a quick shower and dressed, deciding on his tan colored braces. For some reason Ianto seemed to have a thing for them. He wasn't sure why. He preferred the red and blue ones himself.

Jack was seated at his desk and starting on yet another stack of reports when he heard the alarms blare and the cog door roll open. He smiled, figuring it was Ianto. He'd really begun to look forward to every minute they had together. He wasn't sure when he'd turned into such a needy person, but something had awakened inside him when he'd thought he'd lost the Welshman that night not so long ago. It was as if every emotion he'd been so scared of feeling was now right there at the surface, threatening to bubble over. He'd loved before in his long life, but this was different. This meant so much.

There was a tap at his office door and Jack looked up smiling, surprised to see Tosh instead of Ianto. "Hi Jack," she said, smiling back at him. "You're sure looking cheerful this morning. Good night?"

"You know it," he teased, winking at her. "You're in kind of early. Got a new project you're working on?"

"Actually," she replied, motioning towards a chair across the desk from him taking a seat when he nodded, "I had an idea. About Ianto."

Jack's eyebrows rose. "Oh?"

"I was thinking about the fact that everything we've all done so far hasn't helped at all with drawing his memories out. If anything I'd have thought that you and he…well…" She stopped, blushing slightly. "Anyway, there's one thing we haven't thought of before now."

"And what's that?" He was pretty sure he'd thought of everything.

"CCTV."

"What about it?"

"Well, we have a whole archive of Hub footage that Ianto could go browse, Jack. Maybe watching us all at work would trigger a breakthrough."

Jack's smile returned. "You, Toshiko Sato, are a genius."

"I'm not sure I'd quite go that far," she said modestly, ducking her head.

Jack got up from his chair and walked around the front of his desk, leaning down to plant a kiss to the top of her head. "You're always thinking outside the box. It's what makes you such a good tech and an even better agent."

Tosh blushed again and waved away his compliments. "Seriously, Jack. It's just an idea. You can praise me all you like if it works."

Anything he was about to say was forgotten as the cog door activated yet again. Jack walked out onto the cat walk and smiled down at the Welshman. "Welcome back, Ianto."

The other man looked up, smirking. "I've only been gone an hour or so, sir."

The word shot straight through him, especially when used with such a tone. Jack hurried down the stairs and met his lover on the lower level. He grasped his hips, tugging him close. "Longest hour or so of my life."

"Oh please." Ianto rolled his eyes. There was a giggle up behind them and both men turned to see Tosh hurrying to her workstation. "Look what you've started, sir."

Jack chuckled. "She's just jealous."

"I am not," she exclaimed in mock outrage.

"Are so."

"If you're both done using me for your own amusement I have coffee to make." Ianto pulled out of Jack's hold and made his way to the kitchenette, glancing over his shoulder as Jack followed close behind. "Yes?"

"Tosh had a great idea," he told the Welshman, leaning against the counter and watching Ianto prepare their first drinks of the day.

"She tends to have a lot of those."

Jack was triumphant. "See?" he said loudly, gesturing in Toshiko's general direction. "She didn't believe me when I said the same thing not five minutes ago."

"Congratulations, Jack," Ianto said, shaking his head. "You were right."

"Don't get him going, Ianto!"

Jack and Ianto smiled at each other. "So what was this idea she had?"

Jack sobered. "She thought it might be a good idea for you to watch some CCTV footage from the Hub."

"From inside or outside?"

"Well, both, I suppose," Jack said, shrugging. "Seeing some of the things we used to do around here, cases we've handled, all of it. I think she's right. It might trigger your memories."

"Is it anything like some of the things you and I have done in here lately?" Ianto asked, lowering his voice and giving Jack a sultry look.

Jack swallowed. "Some of it, I'm sure."

"Hmm. Not so sure that's safe for working hours," Ianto told him, holding out his blue and white striped mug. "Maybe we should save it for after the others go home."

Jack grinned over the edge of his mug before taking a sip. "God, that's good," he said, moaning.

"It's coffee, sir, not sex."

"With you it's pretty damned close."

Another giggle was heard and Jack and Ianto laughed softly.

The others arrived within the next couple of hours, heading to their workstations. They got started on their tasks for the day. Owen was writing up a report on the finds of his last Weevil autopsy, Gwen was making calls to the local constabulary regarding some missing persons in the area, and Tosh was monitoring a couple of programs she'd been working on for the last few days.

All concerns regarding CCTV footage being inappropriate were put aside and Ianto set himself up in the archives at his preferred computer, pulling from the files Tosh had pointed him to. He'd been down there for more than a few hours and it was just coming up on lunchtime when Jack went looking for him. What he found made him stop dead in his tracks.

The Welshman was seated in front of the monitor, eyes wide and mouth hanging open. Tears were streaming down his face.

"Ianto?" Jack asked, hurrying forward. "What's wrong?"

"Stop," Ianto warned, turning his watery eyes on Jack and pointing. "D-don't come closer."

"I don't understand," Jack replied, stopping immediately and holding up both hands. "What's going on?"

"You…you're a…bastard!"

Jack racked his brain, trying to figure out what Ianto was talking about. What had changed between the teasing, flirtatious banter of this morning and now?

"Ianto…"

"You told me I had a girlfriend. Before us. You said I was seeing a woman."

"You were…" he started to reply, shaking his head. "I don't…"

"Lisa," Ianto said, beginning to shake. "You told me the picture I found was of my ex-girlfriend Lisa."

Jack's eyes went wide. Oh God. He licked his lips. "What are you watching?" He started to move toward Ianto again but the Welshman got to his feet.

"Don't you dare come near me!"

"Okay, okay…just…"

"You killed her!" Ianto shouted, pointing at the monitor. "It's right there, for everyone to see!"

"I can explain, Ianto."

"No," he snapped, shaking his head vigorously and continuing to gesture toward the screen. "You made it sound like we'd broken up. But you…this… You held a gun to my head!"

Jack closed his eyes, trying to gather his thoughts. How did you explain to your amnesiac lover that you killed their girlfriend? It was horrible when it originally happened, and they didn't talk for nearly a month during Ianto's suspension. More because of Jack's guilt than because of his anger toward Ianto's behavior. It had been a long time after before Ianto had fully forgiven him.

"You let Myfan…" Ianto's voice cut out, choked by sobs. "You poured sauce on her. On Lisa! What kind of a monster are you!"

Jack's eyes snapped open and he realized he himself was crying. He couldn't do this again. Couldn't lose Ianto again. "She was a Cyberman, Ianto. I swear, I would have never hurt you or her if not…"

"My head, Jack!" Ianto exclaimed, stepping well into Jack's personal space. "You…you were going to kill me too!"

"No!"

"I can see it! With my eyes!"

"Ianto, I swear…"

"Oh God!" Ianto stepped back, tears still pouring out of his eyes. "I let you touch me! I let you convince me that we were a couple. That we were happy together!"

"We were! We are!"

"You're worse than my sister! At least she never tried to kill me!"

Jack's heart was breaking. He wished he'd never agreed to let Ianto watch any CCTV footage. He wasn't even sure he remembered it was still on there. Hadn't they wiped everything from that day? Hadn't Tosh said she had?

"Please, Ianto, let's talk about this. I need to explain."

"There's nothing to explain," Ianto replied, shaking his head. "You tried to keep this from me. You didn't want me to know what you'd done. You lied to me. All this time you've been lying to me!"

"You'd betrayed me, Ianto! All of us. You brought a Cyberman into the Hub to try to make her human again. She was a threat to everything, to everyone!"

"And so you killed her. Tried to kill me."

"No. Yes. Oh God, Ianto, let's just…"

"I can't," Ianto told him, tears still falling. "I-I have to go."

The Welshman stormed past him and Jack tried to reach out for him only to be pushed away. He followed the man up into the Hub, calling out to him as he gathered his things and made his way out the cog door. Jack started to go after him.

"Jack!" It was Gwen, hurrying down from her desk. "What's going on? What's wrong with Ianto?"

"Jack?" Tosh this time, concern and fear written all over her face.

"The CCTV," he explained, wiping at his face. "He saw what happened to Lisa."

"Bloody hell," Owen muttered.

"Oh no!" Tosh replied, starting to cry. "Oh God, Jack! It's all my fault!"

"Shh, no," Gwen soothed, wrapping an arm around her. "Go, Jack. Go after him!"

Jack didn't need more convincing. He ran through the cog door and up into the cold, rainy Cardiff weather. He didn't see Ianto and stood looking around the Plass, hoping for a sign. When he found none he started off in the direction of Ianto's flat, oblivious to the sudden downpour and not caring that he'd left his coat behind. The ache in his heart at the thought that he'd finally lost Ianto for good cut much deeper than the driving rain and wind.

Tbc...