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Just what it says on the tin: A miracle day rewrite where Ianto is alive. Or, an exploration in what happens when you tell your immortal boss you love him, and he doesn’t return it, and you have to live in the wake of that while the entire world goes to shit.

Ianto and their partner Grave wake up during the night. Work only starts after a good cup of coffee prepared by Ianto Jones.

Three days after Jack left with the Doctor, and the team finally have time to thing. They just wish they didn't. Written for Torchwood Fic Week, under the prompt "Drink"

If Gwen’s being honest, the person on her team she wants, loves or could love at any rate, is Tosh. Smart and beautiful Toshiko. Tosh, who could be cold and calculating but is sweet and caring. Tosh, who saves the world in her quiet way. But Gwen is rarely honest with herself and locks it deep inside.

Jack is hit with alien pheromones and can't hide his love for Ianto.

Straddled over the rift, the Hub was a place where things were lost and found. Strange objects washed in like driftwood. Things went missing. There was never any sign of where they'd gone.

Three breaths, three lives, three heartbeats.

"I'm baring my soul and you're just thinking about the laundry."