Chapter Five - OOTR

Going up to his office, Jack sat at his desk, staring at the phone. He picked it up and sighed, taking the piece of paper from under the blotting pad and looking at the number. A sound by the door made him look up. Ianto was stood there, a smile on his face.

"I like it here," he announced. "Myfanwy likes me, I can tell."

Jack couldn't help but smile. This young man had captured his heart and he couldn't tell him. He replaced the phone and stood up.

"I'm glad."

Ianto moved to sit in the chair opposite Jack's. "Your coat…I remember it, don't I?"

"Yes," answered Jack, automatically. "We…met, a long time ago."

"I thought so." He didn;t question it.

Jack looked back at the phone. "You have a sister. I need to call her. Is that okay with you?"

Ianto frowned. "Will she take me away from here?"

"Yes."

"But I want to stay here, with you."

"You belong with your family, Ianto."

"But I don't know them."

"You will."

Ianto looked at his hands, his face sad. "What if I don't want to be with them?"

Jack sighed. "They have a right to know you're safe, Ianto."

"Tell them. But I want to be here…with you," he whispered.

"Ianto…you've been in a very strange place, with aliens for most of your life. I think you owe it to yourself and your sister, to start afresh."

"And what about me? What about what I want? Doesn't that count for anything?"

Jack sighed, moving to perch on the desk beside the younger man. "Of course it does. You've known us…me, less than 24 hours."

"I've known you…a lifetime," came the reply. "I remembered you!"

"You remembered my coat. It isn't quite the same thing, Ianto."

The young Welshman stood up. "I know what I want!"

"Do you?"

"Don't treat me like that child of 20 years ago, Jack!"

Jack stood up, laying a hand on Ianto's arm. "I'm not."

"Yes, you are." He brushed the hand aside.

"You're tired…"

"Don't!"

"Ianto…"

Ianto walked toward the door. "Go ahead. Call her, but I won't stay with her." He walked out of the office. "I wish I'd never come back!"

"Ianto, wait!"

The younger man hurriedly descended the stairs and ran through the cog door. Tosh and Gwen watched from their workstations. Owen moved toward the cog door.

"Owen, leave him," said Jack. Then he called Rhiannon Davies.

"Hi, my name's Captain Jack Harkness, I work for Torchwood."

"Is this a bloody wind-up?"

"No. It's about your brother. Ianto Jones…"

TWTWTW

Rhiannon stood by the Water Tower as Jack approached her. In his hand was the picture he took of Ianto earlier. Tosh printed it out for him.

"Rhiannon? Jack Harkness."

"How do you know it's my brother?"

Jack showed her the photograph.

Rhiannon put her hand over her mouth, stifling a cry. "He looks just like Tad," she offered. "Where is he? Can I see him?"

He nodded. "He's a bit overwhelmed, as you can imagine." Jack cleared his throat. "He's just over there." He pointed to the Millennium Centre.

A young man, dressed in jeans and a grey hooded jacket, hands in pockets, was stood by the door. Rhiannon walked towards him, then broke into a run. Stopping just feet from the young man, she began to tremble.

"Ianto?"

The young man nodded.

Moving forward, she pulled him into her arms. He stiffened and then relaxed against her.

"Rhi!" he whispered.

His arms went around her waist, as they clung to each other. Jack could only stand and watch.

"I thought I'd lost you forever. Where have you been?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," he said, looking over her shoulder at a smiling Jack. "One day, I'll explain."

Stepping onto the invisible lift, Jack disappeared into the Hub below.

THE END