My life at Torchwood

A story about Ianto thinking about life, people and Jack. It may sound lame but it's my first fic so be nice. Set before cyberwoman but after day one.

Disclaimer: Wish I owned Torchwood, sadly I don't but if Russell.T. is willing to sell I have £1.50, a sweet and a button :)

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Can people even see me? Does anyone even know I exist? I know Owen, Gwen and Tosh just see right through me, they only 'need' me when they 'need' coffee. If I weren't here they wouldn't be able to cope. I do all the things they take for granted. Then there's Jack. Does he care about me? Of course he flirts with me, so he must know I exist, but have you seen him, he'll flirt with any thing with a pulse. I can't let him get too close to me, can't let anyone get too close. I mustn't get distracted I have other priorities… Am I alone in this world? Am I capable of loving, being loved without it going wrong? I hope so.