Ianto smiled when he saw Peter Clarkson enter the tourist centre wearing a suit. With Jack’s permission Peter was going undercover as a PR officer and would be working with an ex of his.

“Looking good.”  Ianto told him making Peter stop in front of the desk.

“Thanks, Jack told me that I should wear them more often.” Peter replied with a smile. “I ( Read more... )

 
( Almost believing )

( Loneliness and understanding )

The clouds above started to circle around as they started to appear greyer in the sky. The predicted rain was coming after all which was a relief as it would wash off the guilt that my companion and I both shared. Lying in the grass on a field a bit outside Cardiff I let the sky take me away from the world, away from the guilt.

I looked over at ( Read more... )