Ianto sighed as he watched the last of the team leave to go home. He could vaguely remember Jack calling out that he  was leaving and if he'd be alright on his own. Naturally he'd told the other that he's be just fine and he'd call if anything major happened.

That was how he ended up driving his car around the city to some random apartment buildings and climbing to the roof. According to the monitors this was where the rift activated. Looking around, he made out a shape in the dark. "Who are you? Are you alright?" He asked cautiously.

It felt like ages, trapped out there in the battles, in the smoke and gun and rage. Back against the wall of the trench, his thoughts had wandered to the bridging of reality and delusion. He could have sworn he'd been out of battle for a very long time, but then what else did soldiers dream of? Waking up to what he believed to be reality had crushed his spirit. Finding the bodies all around him had buried it. 

Toshiko, Owen, Alex, Steven, everyone he'd ever lost in a pile and there, right in front of him, tumbled into the trench to lay next to him was Ianto Jones. He didn't appear injured, just dead. Stone cold dead. All the pain a grief from everything he'd allowed himself to lose has sent him to his knees and eventually into the dirt. He'd been laying there for days while the battle raged around him, unable to stand to the fight. 

When the footsteps had approached, Jack had hardly been willing to register them. A slightly tilt of his head to look upon the other recruit, his ind a blaze with sorrow and rage. When his eyes set on the figure, confusion twisted his features as he moved to sit forward. 

6) I took Torqueriinmortalis out of the dating game!

7) I am determined as all get out! (Read as stubborn)

8) I like to believe I am a very just person

9) I have a very nice photographic memory

"I got a few hundred pounds on my bank account, I think. Why, need to leave the country? Go incognito? Always loved spy movies." He looked at the man in mock seriousness, mostly to silence the little voice in his head that suggested something could be wrong.

they’re missing out. wait, have to check something…. yup, you’re still great.