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[suitedforcoffee]

CHARACTERS: Ianto Jones and Jack Harkness
LOCATION: Somewhere in the passenger quarters
WARNINGS: Angst, possible progression into NC-17 territory.
SUMMARY: Jack and Ianto run into each other in the passenger quarters just after everyone arrives.

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[capt_greatcoat]

Jack had had his fill of socializing in the locker room, and so after a little while he excused himself out to do a bit of exploring on his own. There were enough people around that running into someone in the hallways wasn't much of a surprise. And he'd been living in such a haze for the last few months that mistaking someone in front of him for Ianto wasn't that strange of an occurrence either. What was strange was the fact that upon closer inspection of the man in question, the appearance didn't change at all. Against all possible explanations, there was Ianto Jones, a little ways down the hallway from him.

Jack stopped dead in his tracks, and when he spoke, his voice was oddly hesitant, and not at all the way he normally sounded. "...Ianto?"

[suitedforcoffee]

Ianto had no idea just how stressful he was finding his current situation until he looked up, saw Jack, and felt a burst of joy and relief so profound it startled him. Jack was here. If Jack was here, then everything would be alright. Even if he never saw the Earth again, everything would be alright.

"Jack...!" Elated and feeling more vulnerable than he was accustomed to, Ianto didn't hesitate before moving toward Jack, closing the distance between them quickly.

[capt_greatcoat]

Jack, however, stayed right where he was. He tried hard not to stand there and stare like he was seeing a ghost, but... Well, he kind of was. Ianto was dead. He had been for a while. Hell, Jack'd even been to his funeral before he'd high-tailed it out of Wales to try and escape it all. Escape the ghosts and the memories and...here one was, quickly moving right up to him. It was almost too good to be true, and so yeah. Jack stood frozen in place as Ianto approached him.

[suitedforcoffee]

Ianto's movement slowed and then halted, standing close enough to touch but stopping short of doing so. He was still recovering from whatever stasis the ship had put them all in, and most of his memories had slowly filtered back to him. The only memories that were still blurred were his last ones before waking here, but he knew without having to be told that something had gone wrong. He remembered being frightened, he remembered needing to tell Jack...something.

The expression on Jack's face gave Ianto a horrible sense of foreboding.

"Jack...?" Hesitantly, he reached out and took Jack's hand in his own. "I know it's odd, me without the suit," he joked weakly, "but it's still me."