Warnings: Character death; Jack, so it's not permanent. No spoilers. A bit morbid, sorry.
Summary: When Jack is killed by a different sort of monster from the usual ones, he and Ianto are more than a little shaken.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Title from Emily Dickinson: “Because I could not stop for Death, / He kindly stopped for me; / The carriage held but just ourselves / And immortality.”
Later, I understood why I'd felt a sense of foreboding all evening.