He lives on//>// Torchwood Fanfic

"Mr. Jones, can you hear me? Demonstrate an understanding as response" a males unfamiliar voice called out for the pale figure known as Ianto Jones laying in front of him. Ianto groaned softly slowly opening his eyes letting them adjust to the blinding white lights

"W-Where am I?" His voice croaked and throat dry, questions flooded his mind as did fear as well the sudden remembrance of the fact that He Ianto Jones died only 5 hours ago.

What if Ianto survived the 456, what if Torchwood London stepped in for clean up duties and noticed the agent from the canary wharf battle.

This is an AU and doesn't not necessarily follow season four's plot

I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ALL BELONGS TO THE BBC