It was a bright sunny day for once in Cardiff. This July had been unusually sunny and the temperatures were a bit higher than normal. It was in fact so warm that Jack could persuade Ianto to leave his suit jacket and tie in the hub. Now the Captain had managed to drag a grinning Ianto over the Plass, also only in his shirt, sleeves rolled up like Ianto.

"Jack, where are you taking me?"

"Do you have to know everything?"

"You know I do."

"But it's more fun if you don't know."

Ianto laughed and dug in his heels to stop Jack, causing the older man to turn around and look at him questioningly. "Jack, it's the middle of the day and we're supposed to be working, not running around like lunatics in the boiling sun."

"Well, it's a good thing that I know the boss and can put in a good word for us," Jack grinned and tugged at Ianto's hand. He had to laugh when Ianto rolled his eyes and put his free hand on his hip.

"You told the others that we had to go investigate something. What exactly would that be?" Ianto couldn't really keep the grin from his face, he had to be honest with himself, he enjoyed every second with Jack and especially times like this when they behaved like teenagers. So he didn't protest when Jack stepped closer and wrapped his arms around him to lift him a few inches from the ground. "You know, carrying me won't stop my questions."

"Will you just chill?" Jack swirled them around and had Ianto chuckling in no time.

"How old are you, Jack? You behave like a twelve year old." But Ianto didn't mind, he slid his arms around Jack's neck and looked at the older man. A few months ago he would have blushed furiously and fought Jack to put him down again, but now he was completely okay with showing their love in public. Why should he hold back, when every hetero couple was allowed to express their feelings with everyone watching? He bent down and pressed a sloppy kiss to Jack's lips which resulted in the other man putting him down and pulling him in a deep kiss with full tongue action which left them breathless.

Both men sported a silly grin when they parted and Ianto licked his lips absently. "Well, if you put it that way, you're a lot older than a twelve years old."

Jack chuckled and grabbed Ianto's hand again to drag him along. "Come on, I just wanted to buy you some ice cream, but now we don't have that much time anymore. I told the others we would be back in half an hour."

Ianto laughed and let himself be pulled around the corner of the Millennium Centre to the ice cafe.

They were both unaware of the figure that watched them from the shadows.

--oooOOooo--

Oh, how I hate him. There he is, being happy and laughing and kissing his boy. I can't believe how carefree he is after destroying everything, everyone I love. He doesn't deserve to be happy like this and I will see to it that he won't be any longer. I have watched him for quite some time now. I know about his boy, Ianto Jones is his name. It's impressive how much one can learn by just watching.

It took me a few months to get from desperation to hatred but I'm here now and I will take revenge. I've sworn to myself I would take my time, learn everything there is before I make my move and as much as I want to do this all by myself, I know I need help. And I've found it. It's amazing how enough money can solve a lot of problems. And apart from that I'm not the only one that is pissed off by Torchwood. They behave like they own this city, especially Harkness. He lumbers through this city and pretends to be the impeccable hero but leaves dead bodies in his wake all over. I've seen it so many times. He pretends to help, to save, but he does nothing, he lets them suffer and die. I get even angrier when thinking about it, I can feel the hatred running through my veins, my blood is on fire, every fibre of my being wants to take revenge, wants to avenge the ones I loved. Still love so much. I have to bite my lip hard to not shout out my hatred to the world.

Soon.

I have planned everything. A grin splits my face by the thought of the destruction of Harkness' life. He will learn how it feels like to lose someone he loves and I will start with the boy.

It's almost time now.

I know that they have a secret base somewhere around here, I know that the tourist office down by the bay is the entry to that base. I've sent one of my men to get that information. The boy was there and showed him to the best spots in Cardiff on a map. I suppress a chuckle. He was so blind, so oblivious to the fact that my man only took a good look around the office. And it was worth the risk, he found a secret door and when the boy went to fetch more brochures he even found the button to open the door. For a secret organisation they're not that secretive.

I have to smile again. And from what I've observed the tourist office is not the only way in or out of their complex. There has to be some sort of entry at the water tower, I've seen Harkness appear out of nothing before. But that's not important, I only need one way in.

There is five of them, five people who make up Torchwood. Five people who pretend to be world's saviours. Oh, I know better. They don't save, they destroy. All of them. That Japanese woman and the one with the gap between her teeth, she actually was a police woman before joining Torchwood. Like I said, I've learnt a lot.

Oh they acted so understanding, so supportive, but they did nothing to stop Harkness they are as guilty as he is. And then there's that doctor, I wonder how he can call himself a doctor when all he does is take life instead of saving it. I'm not sure how the boy fits into this, maybe he is only the office shag, but nonetheless they will all get their fair share when I start. They will be the steps on my way to Harkness, first he will see them suffer, then he will die.

I'm taking a step back when I see Harkness return with the boy, they're licking at their ice cream, enjoying the sun and their lives. But not for long now, not when I will start. I watch them walk across the Plass, they are holding hands, stopping every few steps to share a kiss. I feel sick, the bile is rising in my throat and I have to calm myself down to keep myself from vomiting.

I stay at my hide out for the rest of the day, watching the people walk over the Plass, tourists taking their pictures in front of the water tower. The more I watch them the more I notice they always avoid one spot in front of it, one spot no one sets foot on. I wonder why that is, but I know it has something to do with Torchwood, with Harkness appearing out of nowhere. Since I've started to watch them, I've seen some pretty unusual things, I couldn't believe my eyes at first, but it only fuelled my anger. All these creatures. What gives them the right to let those things run free in the city?

And some of the technology they use is not human engineered, can't be human engineered. I've even found something myself. I pull the small egg shaped device from my pocket. It's deactivated at the moment, but I know it emits a low electromagnetic field when I turn it on. Well, that's what I found out about it, but more importantly, it seems to alert Torchwood, because every time I activated it, the man on watch by the Plass, registers activity. Sometimes all of them, sometimes only a few would get into their car and drive to the location where I activated the gismo.

I smile. And this will be my chance to get to the boy.

I gently trace the lines of the pattern engraved in the small device. Tomorrow.

I look up, when I hear laughter. I know this voice by now, I hate the sound of it. Team Torchwood walks across the Plass, laughing. The doctor has linked arms with the Japanese and the police woman, Harkness has his arms around the boy's waist. They make their way to the pub like every other night. I've watched them often through the window. I even once sat down at the table next to them, they didn't recognize me.

It's useless to go to the tourist office now, it's always locked when they're not in. So I put the device back in my pocket and pull the hood of my jacket over my head. I leave my hiding place, carefully avoiding any CCTV cameras. Time to go home and rest.

Tomorrow will be the day.

--oooOOooo--

They were talking about films on their way to the pub. The day had been uneventful and they used the time to catch up with their paperwork, leaving them rather itchy from sitting around all day.

"Jack, I can't believe you've never seen 'Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventures'. I mean two guys travelling through time in a phone box. Isn't that what the Doctor always does?" Owen chuckled and linked his arms with the two girls, who were giggling.

Jack laughed and wrapped one arm around Ianto's waist. "No, I've never seen it, but it sounds like fun. Maybe I should invite the Doctor to a private screening."

"Hey!" Ianto poked his lover in the ribs and received a brilliant smile in return.

"And by private I mean, Torchwood employees are invited."

"I'll bring the popcorn," Gwen joked.

"And I'll bring the soft drinks," Tosh piped up, joining in the fun.

"I'll bring Ianto," said Jack and earned himself a slap from his lover and protests from the others. "Alright, alright, I'll bring the ice cream."

Still laughing the group disappeared into the pub, the door falling shut behind them.

--oooOOooo--

I peer around the corner. Perfect. Everything is set, the junkies are paid and waiting for their cue. They know what to do and what will happen if they fail, so I'm confident everything will go according to plan. I push my hands in the pockets of my jacket and finally walk home. They will phone me when they've finished their task.