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Chapter 6

The next morning, the team gathered in the hotel-lobby, last came Jack, as usual. Ianto looked up at him shyly, not knowing what to say, and as soon as the two men made eye-contact, Jack looked away.

"How could things go so wrong?" they both thought.

Ianto had spent the night thinking, had he been wrong not to listen to Jack when he had tried to contact him? Had Jack given up now? But after what Tosh had said… "It can't be too late," he decided, and was determined to speak to Jack in private as soon as possible.

Jack had dreamt all night about Ianto, tossing and turning; he had lost him. Even in his dreams, where he could usually find some solace, Ianto left or turned his back on him. And now they had to spend the day together. Being around Ianto actually hurt him physically. "How could this have happened?" Jack asked himself again.

Ianto had to wait for the day's meetings to be over to be able to talk to Jack. It was past 4 o'clock when he was finally free from all UNIT-engagements, and he went up to Jack's room to find him. But the problem was, Jack wasn't there. Ianto panicked slightly, he had to do this now, Jack had avoided him all day, looking completely miserable, not even meeting his gaze. "How could things have gone so wrong between them?" Ianto thought again, before trying to calm himself down, and then running to the reception.

"Excuse me, miss, is there a roof on the hotel? One I can get access to I mean?" Ianto said, having had an idea. And after having had directions, and running off, he was proven right.

On the roof-top, Jack was standing looking out at London. Ianto approached him slowly, and as he reached him, he wanted to put his hand on Jack's shoulder, but half-way through the movement, he changed his mind and instead said

"Jack? Can we talk?"

Jack looked around, meeting Ianto's eyes for the first time today. He had been crying, and Ianto just wanted to hold him.

"Why, Ianto? You made it very clear yesterday you don't want anything to do with me… It hurts just being near you, when I know I can't touch you…" Jack whispered.

"But Jack, you can… You can touch me. What if I said I was wrong?" This got Jack to look up again, and Ianto continued. "Jack, so much has happened and when I left I was really hurt, because I thought I was the only one in love. But after hearing your song last night, and Toshiko knocking some sense into me" he couldn't help but smile "I've started to question my decision…"

"Oh?" Jack prompted him to continue, hopeful.

"Yeah, maybe I was wrong… Maybe you do love me, and if that's the case, why should we be separated and miserable, when we can be happy together? Just because we don't communicate…"

"Oh, Ianto! I do, I do love you so much! I'm so sorry that I hurt you! That was the last thing I ever wanted to do!" Jack said as he put his arms around Ianto and held him tight, making sure that this was truly happening.

"I never want us to be apart again, Jack!" Ianto sobbed into Jack's shoulder.

"Oh, Ianto, trust me, I'll never leave you, and I'll never be so stupid as to let you leave again! I love you so much!"

"And I love you, Jack!" Ianto said, and the two men just held onto each other for a long while.

As they reluctantly let go, they stood looking into each other's eyes, finally, for the first time in months, feeling happy.

"But Jack, we still have a few things we have to discuss…" Ianto started.

"That's fine, I'm up for discussing anything, just as long as we're open this time Ianto, talking about what's wrong… I never want this to happen again!"

"It won't Jack! We won't let it!"

But then Jack thought of something, something deeply unsettling for him.

"What about Emma?" he asked nervously.

"I called Emma this morning, and told her that a lot was going on in my life, unresolved feelings and that I hoped that she could find someone to make her as happy as I was hoping you'd be willing to make me…" Ianto answered.

"Good… And just so you know, I have every intention of making you the happiest man alive!" Jack smiled, before kissing his beloved Welshman.

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