Memories Old and New.

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So here it is, the fic for writeriadrawer that I had the last minute panic and rewrite about.

Title: Memories Old and New.

Characters/Pairing: Ianto/Lisa.

Rating: G

Spoilers: Slight for Something Borrowed and From Out Of The Rain.

Prompts: An unexpected day off. A grooming product. 400 words or less.

 

 

Ianto is halfway through his morning routine of shower, shave, and make coffee, when Jack calls him.

 

A little panicked and with his face still smeared with shaving foam he answers, his stomach twisting with the sudden fear that his secret has been discovered.

 

The call, however, is brief, and Jack sounds a little distant as he informs Ianto that he’s giving the team the day off.  Jack, Ianto knows, will have his reasons for keeping them away from the Hub today, reasons that he won’t share with any of them, however much they ask. But Ianto doesn’t mind, after all everybody is entitled to their secrets.

 

It only takes a second though for his initial relief that Lisa is safe to be replaced by worry, as he realises that he’ll not be able to check on her today. He knows the systems will keep her alive, but he hates the thought of her being all alone. 

 

He wishes he could phone Jack back and persuade him not to make him take today off, but he knows he can’t do that without arousing suspicion.

 

He supposes that he could spend the day unpacking, something that he’s not had time to do, but looking around his flat seems suddenly small and oppressive and he knows he’s got to get out.

 

Wiping his face and pulling on old faded jeans and a jumper he hurries out into the blustery late autumn morning, walking off with no clear destination in mind.

 

His meandering route takes him passed the Electro Cinema. Boarded up now it’s just another decaying reminder of happier times. Although a ‘For Sale’ sign on its wall offers some hope for it’s future.

 

He walks on, down through Bute Park and into Grangetown where his father’s shop had once stood. Now a bookshop, its exterior has changed little, and Ianto finds it reassuring that no matter how much some things change, others stay the same. He hopes it current owner is as happy there as his father was.

 

Finally, and now a little foot sore, he arrives at the pier in Penarth. Here everything is just as he remembers it, nothing has changed and he can feel his spirits lifting as he looks out at the sea. 

 

He’ll bring Lisa here once she’s well again, he tells himself, as he leans on the railing, smiling. It’s just a matter of time.