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Chapter 5.

Ianto rolled over and looked at the clock on his bedside table, it was 2.30am. He groaned to himself, he was wide awake and didn't think he was going to be able to get back to sleep. He decided to get up and go into the lounge. He sat on the sofa and put the TV on low to see if that would help him fall back asleep. He had no idea what he was watching, just some unknown film. He wasn't sure how long he had sat there before he heard footsteps, he turned and saw Molly walk towards him, her duvet wrapped around her.

'I'm sorry, did I wake you?'

'It's ok, I heard the TV on and figured you couldn't sleep, although its been along time since you've actually got up and had to put something on.'

'I couldn't stand lying there just staring at the ceiling.'

'Do you want a drink, hot chocolate?'

'I'd prefer coffee.' Ianto answered smiling.

'Then you will never sleep.' Molly laughed. She went over to the kitchen and made two cups of hot chocolate, then went over to Ianto and passed him one. She then sat beside him and moved the duvet so that it was covering both of them. 'Which dream was it?' Molly knew that most of Ianto's memories came back at first through dreams, but only the really bad memories kept him up like this. Ianto just looked at her and he had a haunted look in his eye.

'It's the one you can't help me with.'

'The one that involves Torchwood London?' Molly guessed. Ianto nodded. Molly sighed, the only thing they knew between them about Torchwood London was that it had been destroyed while Ianto worked there and he had survived it. Molly had meant to ask Jack what he knew about what had happened there, but it had never really needed looking into before now. They had been concentrating on remembering things that had happened in the most recent years, but these memories were now obviously trying to get through. 'Do you recognise anything in the dream?'

Ianto stared at the TV, he really didn't want to have to talk about what he was seeing because somehow that would make it more real. He began twisting the duvet in his hands. 'I don't know really, it's all a jumble of images.'

Molly took one of his hands, 'Look, you can tell me, it might help.'

'It's not just the images though, it's…' He hesitated, Molly squeezed his hand reassuringly. 'I think I did something really bad.'

'I don't believe that.' Molly said.

'You can't know that for sure, you didn't know me then.' Ianto buried his head in his hands and started to sob, letting out all the pent up feelings of the past few days.

Molly felt completely helpless, she knew nothing she could say would help at this moment, so put her arm around him and just let him cry on her shoulder. When he had composed himself she said. 'I think you need to talk to Jack. He's probably the only one who can tell you what you want to know.'

'Maybe I shouldn't know. I mean there's a reason I'm having such trouble with remembering this, maybe it's because its too painful. I could be better off not knowing.'

'That might be true, but the memories are obviously there and they want to get through. The only way you are going to deal with them is to know what they are. If it is something to do with what happened in London, then you must have dealt with it before.'

Ianto thought about this for a moment, he had thought about telling Jack earlier, but he couldn't. There was something in the back of his mind that told him this wouldn't be an easy subject for Jack to talk about either, he just didn't know why. 'Can we talk about something else?'

'Sure, what do you want to talk about, the weather?' Molly said smiling.

Ianto laughed, 'No, not the weather. How about the new medic, he seems like a nice guy. I can tell he likes you.'

Molly groaned. 'You sound like Jack. Jamie seems like a nice guy, but I don't know anything about him.'

'You could find out.'

'Are you suggesting I ask him out, because I think we both know what I'm going to say to you about that.'

'I'm not suggesting you ask him out on a date, although you are going to have to take a risk with that sometime. I know you have very valid reasons for holding back, and I would never push you on the subject. The two of you are going out tomorrow morning, talk to him then.'

'I'd rather you came with me.'

'Well, I don't think that's going to happen, Jack seems intent on confining me to the Hub.'

'It's only because he cares, and he worries about your safety.'

'Then he shouldn't have let me come back to working for Torchwood. I just need to go out in the field sometimes. Being stuck indoors all day is not fun.'

'Ok, then how about I spend tomorrow in the Hub, and you go out with Jamie.' Molly suggested.

'No deal.' Ianto said smiling.

Molly looked up at the clock and said, 'Well, I don't know about you, but I need my beauty sleep. You going to be ok.'

'Yeah, and thanks.'

'Don't mention it. You know where I am if you need to talk more.' Molly then picked up the duvet and headed back towards her room.

Ianto sat on the sofa for a while longer, mulling over what Molly had said. He wished Jack was here now, somehow he thought that if Jack was with him, it would make the nightmares go away. Jack made him feel safe, but their relationship was still in it's early stages, mainly down to Ianto holding back and he knew it. Sighing he got up and went back to bed to try and get some sleep.

The next morning Ianto and Molly arrived at work together, and as usual they were the first there, apart from Jack. Ianto headed straight for the kitchen to put the coffee machine on, he had succeeded in getting about two hours sleep in the end and needed the caffeine injection.

Molly went and sat down at her computer, and rested her head on the table. After getting up in the middle of the night she hadn't succeeded in getting much sleep either. She jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

'Sorry,' it was Jack. 'Is everything ok, it's just both you and Ianto walked in looking like you'd been up all night. I know he hasn't been sleeping and he won't talk to me.'

Molly shifted in her seat, not knowing how much she should really say. 'I will admit we were up in the early hours talking, but it's you that needs to sit down and talk to him.'

'I've tried.'

'I mean properly sit down and talk to him, not during work hours. I think he wants to talk to you, he just doesn't know how.'

'I'm just worried what it can possibly be. He's so young, but has already been through so much, it could be one of many bad things.'

Molly sighed, 'It's about Torchwood London.'

Jack sighed and ran his hands absentmindedly through his hair, that was not what he had wanted to hear. He had kind of hoped that was one memory that would stay buried. 'How much do you know about what happened there?' he asked her.

'Not much, we know it was destroyed, but that's it. I take it you know what went on?'

'Yeah, and it's complicated.' Jack was not at all sure how he was going to deal with this.

'I figured from the look on your face that it wasn't an easy subject, but you have to find a way to talk to him because he's convinced he did something terrible.'

Jack didn't quite know what to say, but then the alarm sounded and Gwen and Jamie walked in.

'Right work to do.' Jack said. 'I will talk to Ianto when I come back.'

'You better.' Molly said.

Jack and Molly walked into the main part of the Hub to greet the others. Ianto gave them all their coffee and Jack gave out the orders for the day.

'Right Gwen, you and me are going back to the park, Molly, go with Jamie back to the Quay. Ianto…'

'I know stay here and monitor everything.' Ianto interrupted.

Jack looked at him, trying to keep the sadness that he felt at that moment from showing. They would have to talk when he got back and he was not looking forward to it.