Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, the BBC does. I do own Frank, Mrs Smith and Ianto's family.

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WARNING: Guys kissing and some swear words.

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A/N: Awww please review. Soooo we're finally gonna meet Ianto's family. Whoooo! I'm doing this chapter in P.O.V, makes more sense that way. I've never done P.O.V so hopefully it turns out alright. This is only a filler and a little bit of an in-site relationship between Frank and Ianto. Also some deep thinking.

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Chapter 12 – I remember…

Ianto's P.O.V

We had been driving for several hours. Jack and I didn't say much. There wasn't anything needed to be said. We were perfectly happy in silence, just content with each other's company. I could feel my eyes begin to droop, my emotions were pretty much drained and my brain needed to 'shut off' for a while. For the first time in many years I dreamed of Frank.

We were sitting on his bed, Iron Maiden playing in the background whilst we read comic books. It was like any other Saturday afternoon. We weren't going out yet. It was the say we first started going out, the detail was perfect, and I always remembered everything when I was sober with Frank.

I knew I had a crush on him but I never thought of my self as gay. I knew Frank was. It was one of the many things we talked about. He told me about how he knew and about guys he liked. I talked about girls sometimes. I wasn't as open about these things as Frank. I had kissed him once but we never went out until today. It all started when he jumped up and began frantically looking for something. Clothes, CD's, boxers, shoes and a whole load of other stuff he had was being flung everywhere as he looked for something. He dove under his bed, where I was sitting, again looking for some mystery object.

"Fuck!" He shouted, there was a crash and another string of curse word, most of them in Welsh. What did he keep under his bed which would cause such a crash? Frank eventually emerged after some more swearing and a few bumps. He stood up and held a CD case aloft, as though some great treasure.

"Do you know what this is Yanni?" He sounded so excited over a CD, it was still held in the air. His large brown eyes sparkled with excitement; his fringe was entirely covering his right eye. Normally Frank would have moved it right away but it still being there and it not bothering Frank meant that whatever was on that CD must have bee something very very special.

"Um…I'm guessing it's a CD Frankie" Frank giggled, it was small and cute…just like him.

"Oh no Yanni, not just a CD but one of the best band you shall hear this year" I raised an eyebrow at him, he winked at me and then turned around quickly to put in the CD, which I'm glad he did because I felt myself blush when he winked. Frank put in the CD and it began to play. It started with a simple bass beat and then the heavy guitars began to screeching out of the speakers. The lyrics were screamed. Man…Frank was right, this band was awesome. We began jumping and dancing like maniacs. After the CD finished I collapsed on the floor laughing, my muscles ached and I knew I needed to stop before I chocked. I lay on my back eyes closed trying to stop laughing and calm down a bit. I heard a thump close to me. I opened my eyes trying to see where he was. I couldn't see him anywhere, until his hand appeared in front of my face waving. Frank was still giggling a bit.

"Dude…I'm here" his voice was breathy and husky from all the jumping and screaming along he had been doing. I rolled onto my stomach, there was Frank, inches away from me, already on his stomach, head in hands, watching me. He giggled at me again. He was always laughing at me; then again I did do a lot of stupid stuff. I could feel his hot breath on my face. I wanted to lean in and touch my lips to his. They looked so soft and warm. I felt myself lean in slightly, we were even closer and to my surprise he closed the small gap between us and put his lips upon mine. They were better than I ever dreamed. Our lips were pressed together, neither of us moving. After a few more seconds we pulled apart. He cocked his head at one side looking into my eyes. He was waiting for my reaction to what just happened. I smiled at him and closed the gap between us again. This time I moved my lips lightly against his. He took a few second to respond, obviously in shock. I felt his lips move against mine. He moved closer to deepen the kiss and his tongue flicked across my lower lip begging for entrance. I opened my mouth and his tongue slipped in.

The scene dissolved into blackness and my mind conjured up a new one.

Frank and I were lying on his bed. I had my arms around his small frame and his head was resting on my chest. His skin was so soft and warm. I wanted to lye like this forever. I could hear him breathing lightly. He mumbled every now and again. Frank…my Frankie…he was so…perfect…for me.

I thought I'd never find love like that again, but I did; Lisa, then Jack. Everyone I love seems to die, I know with Jack though, that's it's me who will die first. Jack will just keep living, never getting old. He'll watch me grow old, providing he stays that long or I survive to that age. Torchwood employees don't have high life expectancy. How long do I have? A question I think of every morning I wake up. That's why now is the time to reunite with my family…before it's too late.

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A/N: I know nothing really happens, but it just sort of turned out this way. I like it. Let me know if you do. Read and review?

Love Sam xx