A/N: So, I decided to write some short Janto drabbles. One for each letter of the alphabet, in fact. I got each word from a random word generator.

... Why am I having deja vu?... Huh. Never mind.

Hope you guys enjoy!

Away (254 words)

a•way [uh-wey]

-adjective

Absent; gone: to be away from home.

Jack had gone away for a while. Jack went away lots of times, actually, now that Ianto thought about it. It wasn't unusual to life at Torchwood.

Then one day, Jack had been gone for over six months. Needless to say, it worried Ianto to no end. Often, when he was tired from work and his mind wandered beyond his control, he dreamed about where Jack was. I hope he's happy, Ianto thought. He's probably forgotten about me.

It was another two months of being constantly beaten about by his thoughts before he was reunited with Jack. He rushed into his lover's arms and stayed there, just holding him before pulling back so he could place a kiss on the other's lips. 'I missed you, Jack.'

'Same goes to you, Ianto,' smiled Torchwood's leader.

'Where were you? Where did you go for eight months that was so important you couldn't tell us?'

'I can't tell you right now,' sighed his lover, and Ianto pulled him closer. 'But I promise not to leave you without a note for – what you would call long – spaces of time again, okay?'

Ianto rolled his eyes. 'Fine. I'm just glad you're back,' he murmured into the taller man's RAF overcoat.

'I'm glad to be back too,' breathed Jack into his partner's hair.

'I thought you'd forgotten me, Jack. It was awful,' Ianto admitted quietly.

'Forget you, Ianto Jones? Never.' Ianto relaxed further into Jack, melting in the warmth of his arms. He was glad to have his boss back.