"So you told him?" Jack looked at Louise intently.
"Yes I did."
"What did he say?"
"Not much."
"You know this is like drawing blood from a stone!"
"If you want to know what happened Jack you can ask him, not me."
"Oh so he wasn't happy about it?"
"Well no not at first."
"Not at first?"
"Jack I told you ask Ianto yourself!" she turned and walked away. Jack looked down on the rest of the team who now joined by Louise where pouring over a large book. He would ask Ianto what happened later. He seemed to be all right; maybe he'd come to terms with someone stealing a look into his mind or maybe not. He wished he could look into Ianto's mind sometimes see how he was coping or not as the case may be. The day passed pretty uneventfully a few weevils and a few minor rift spikes. The evening came quickly. He told Louise she could have the night off he'd tried to get Ianto to go home as well but he'd asked if he could stay and finish all the paperwork.
Jack had agreed but he knew that Ianto had just wanted to keep him company instead of going home to his empty flat, either that or he was waiting for the Lieutenant to return from her night out. She'd started to get a life out of Torchwood and he found she was going out more and more without them but this was her first night off and her first night out. She'd started to dress more in fashion with the modern day but there was still something military about her. She still mainly wore her shirt, braces and boots but it suited her and he liked it.
"Are you hungry sir?" Jack turned around to see Ianto standing in the doorway of his office; his eyebrows rose slightly in an inquisitive manner, waiting patiently for the Captain's reply.
"No, not particularly Ianto, but you are quite welcome to go if you are of course." Jack replied as he turned back round to face the many papers that were scattered across his desk in organised disarray. He felt Ianto's hand rest lightly on his shoulder; he turned and looked back at the handsome Welshman. It pained him to look at him, bringing back the memories of his death of the awful decisions he'd made.
"How about you take a break for awhile, away from the forms and assessments and I make us a coffee?" Ianto smiled sincerely at Jack and gave his shoulder a gentle but firm pat; Jack placed his own hand over Ianto's and patted it affectionately. Knowing what conversation was going to come.
"That sounds good." He admitted as he stood up and walked out of his office, hand in hand with the man who could make coffee after coffee and never get fed up but made his heart melt, his body burn and his mind fill with memories that brought tears to his eyes with one single look.
"Jack what are we?" Ianto asked. Jack faltered.
"What do you mean?"
"You know I checked the CCTV, You know I..." he stopped.
"I'm sorry Ianto."
"No you're not Jack, you always forget me. Discard me and I've had enough, I'm sorry but I can't do it any longer. You go off all the time. I can understand Louise she's going to be here much longer than me I know but you know she'd not yours." Jack looked at him confused. "I know you know what's going to happen and I you said you wanted me to be happy, so I hope you understand." Jack felt terrible, unbelievably terrible but he understood.
"Ianto..."
"Don't Jack, I just need my own space for awhile I've found coming back very hard and I just need to get my head straight and being in a relationship with you isn't helping. I'm sorry." Jack stood there, Ianto looked at him a moment longer and turned and walked away.
TWTWTW
The music pumped through the club, Louise was sat at the bar her dark brown usually in ringlets flowed perfectly straight down her back, her make up perfectly done, subtle but striking, her nails perfectly painted and her dress a purple and perfectly fitted. She wore a pair of silver high heels and no one could see it but her gun and screwdriver was strapped carefully at the top of her thigh. A young man came and sat at the bar next to her, she glanced a look at him. He was cute, very cute his dark hair gelled in a messy yet tidy style; he wore a shirt and jeans.
"I'll have a beer mate," he said to the bar tender "and another drink for the lady." He looked her full in the face and smiled at her,
"Vodka and Coke." She said simply without looking away from him, the bar tender put their drinks on the bar,
"Start me tab will you?"
"Of course." She raised her eyebrows.
"I didn't think you could start a tab in here, let alone without a credit card!"
"Well only very special people can." He said with a smile turning his back to the bar wresting his elbows on it holding his beer.
"Right and what makes you so special?" he smiled at her,
"Oh I'll have to be more inebriated than this to tell you that!"
"Can I know your name?"
"David,"
"David?" she fished.
"David Jones." Her hearts skipped a couple of beats.
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