A/N : Oh my gosh I finally got use of my computer again today! I haven't been able to use it for a long time, and therefore have not been able to write anything. Fingers crossed I won't break my computer again. Sorry about such an epic disappointment from this chapter I really wanted to explain my absence (sp?).
It had been a week since Katie died. None of his friends knew how he would react. For the first couple of days he would refuse to leave his flat, Toshiko visited a lot bring him food making sure he ate. Ianto, Jack and Gwen had taken on the task of cancelling all the wedding arrangements.
On his third night alone Owen couldn't take the silence anymore. He wasn't sure of the time or day but he didn't seem to care. He put down the framed picture of him and Katie he would often find himself staring at, and headed straight out the door. It was dark, must have been night, the streets were quiet as he walked through the rain, not caring he was getting soaked through. Without even thinking Owen had managed to find his way to a rather quiet pub. He ordered drink after drink, until the barman refused to serve him anymore claiming he'd 'had enough'. It was at that time Ianto received a phone call.
By the time the Welshman had arrived at the pub Owen was sat outside on the pavement, head up looking at the sky letting the rain fall over his face. Ianto knew Owen was finding it hard to deal with the death of the person he loved, anyone would. Not knowing how else to handle the situation Ianto sat down next to his friend and draped his arm over his shoulder.
After a few minutes of sitting in silence Ianto suggested taking Owen back to his apartment. Owen couldn't bring himself to put up a fight, and so spent the night in Ianto's bed as he slept on the couch. When Ianto awoke in the morning it was 7:30, he stood in his bedroom doorway watching his friend for a short time. He was amazed and saddened that the once confident and sometimes cocky man could end up like he was now. Ianto knew better than to wake the sleeping man and instead he went back to his couch and reached for the phone. He called Jack, knowing he was the only one of them who wouldn't need to be going to work.
By the time Jack got to Ianto's flat Owen had woken up and was sat silently on the couch still wearing his clothes from the night before clutching a mug of coffee. Owen agreed to let Jack take him back to his own apartment so Ianto could get ready for work. The commute took 20 minutes. Before Jack had left Ianto gave him a spare key to his flat stating he needed to talk to him when he got back.
Jack made his presense known as he shut Ianto's flat door and stepped into the living room. Ianto appeared in the doorway of his bedroom standing still for a long moment before he strode over to Jack, pushed him back against the wall and kissed him hard. Jack pulled his head back as far as he could before it hit the wall behind him, "You'll be late for work," he said calmly before Ianto's lips were once again covering his own.