"Jack, just had a phone call from Andy, Weevil sighting over near the university. Want me to go and check it out?" Gwen asked.

Jack looked up from his desk. "Yeah, that would be great."

"Alright, I'll head off now. Did you get any further with us moving back into the old Hub?"

"Well it's all been rebuilt, and apparently filled in."

"What? How can they do that?"

"The council were shocked to find out that it wasn't already filled in, so they decided to do it. Means we're going to have to find someplace else."

"Well obviously, we can't stay here. Anyway, won't be long."

"Right, see you later." Gwen left, and Jack resumed staring at the paperwork on his desk. They had found a tiny office to work out of, but it only just fitted two desks in. As much as Jack had wanted the Hub back, it had been large, practical, and it was where Torchwood had always operated from, the memories of the place were painful. He often asked himself how he would be able to work in a place where he had lost so many people he had known and loved. Maybe finding a new place was for the best.

He glanced at the paperwork once more, and knew that it wasn't going to get done. Jack sighed, stood up, and decided to go out for lunch.

As he sat down in a nearby cafe, he checked his phone. He had a text from Rex over in America. He opened it.

"Hey WWII, got something I need to you take a look at, give me a call later. Rex." Jack looked at his watch, Rex would probably be asleep now, no point calling him yet.

He was just wondering what to do after he had finished his coffee when his phone rang. It was an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Hello is this Jack Harkness?"

"It is, who are you?" Jack didn't recognise the woman's voice at the other end of the phone.

"I'm calling from St David's Hospital in Cardiff, a Mr Ianto Jones was brought in about fifteen minutes ago. You're his emergency contact."

"What?"

"He was in a car accident. He isn't badly injured, but he will have to stay the night."

"There must be some mistake."

"I can assure you-"

"Ianto Jones is dead. He died two years ago."

"He has been asking for you. I really think you should come and see him." Jack couldn't answer. He hung up the phone. It was impossible. Impossible that Ianto could be alive. He had died in Jack's arms, and that wasn't something you could mistake. And yet, Jack was sure he would have been the first person that would have been called if anything had happened to Ianto. He couldn't help but wonder if there was any chance it could be true, and knew there was only one way to find out.

When he arrived at the hospital Jack headed for reception.

"Hi, I got a phone call, you said Ianto Jones had been brought here? A car accident you said?"

"Hold on a second." Jack recognised the voice as the woman he had spoken to on the phone. "Ah, yes, ward 21, just up those stairs, turn left, through the doors at the end."

"Thanks." Jack headed off up the stairs. He had no idea what he would find in ward 21, but he knew he had to find out. He walked through the doors, and a little way down the next corridor, he found the ward he was looking for. Jack took a deep breath, and stepped inside.

"Jack!" Jack stared. Ianto was lying in a bed just inside the ward, it looked like he had been arguing with the nurse stood next to him. "Where have you been?"

"No," he whispered.

"What?" Ianto looked confused.

Jack walked forwards, bent down and put his arms around Ianto.

"Jack, are you alright?" Ianto asked softly.

"I'll leave you two alone for a minute." The nurse smiled and left the ward.

"I'm fine." Ianto raised his eyebrows

"Come on," he said. "I've got to get out of here. Just tell them you're Torchwood, Owen can make sure I'm ok when we get back to the Hub."

It was then that Jack realised what had happened. This was not the Ianto he had known. This Ianto came from another universe, one where he, Owen, and maybe even Tosh were all still alive.

"I'll sort it." He said, and left the ward. Outside he almost walked straight into the nurse. "We're leaving." He told her.

"Oh for heaven's sake. Not you as well. He can't go anywhere! He's just been in a car accident."

"Is he seriously injured?"

"Well, no, but we still want to keep an eye on him overnight."

"I've got a doctor where I work, he can look after him." Jack lied. He then took out his phone and called Gwen.

"You can't use that in here!" the nurse cried.

"So stop me." Jack spat at her. Gwen picked up the phone.

"Jack, false alarm on the Weevil, turns out it was one of the students lurking around halls. I'm on my way back now."

"That's great, listen, when you get back can you... Can you do a rift activity check for about an hour ago?"

"Yeah sure, any particular reason?

"Just do it, I'll explain later."

"Ok, I'll see you later then." She hung up. Jack headed back into the ward.

"Right, come on, we're getting out of here!"