Yeah, so, I've been on an angsty streak lately. Not fun. Plus, I've been packing, PLUS I;m FASTING, so it's really hard to write when you're starving. On the brightside, my birthday's in a week!

Ianto opened his photo album and stared at the pictures. Slowing, he flipped through the pages, taking his time with the memories.

He stopped, hands hovering over the page. He stared at the picture. It was an old photo from Torchwood One, like all the others. It was a photo of him and Lisa, sitting at their desks, smiling and laughing. Their friend Nathan had snuck up on them and taken the photo.

He stared at the photo for a few seconds longer, then closed the album and set it to the side. He automatically raised a hand to check his appearance, then stopped.

Nobody would notice his tears.