Fuelled by coffee
It was early morning in the Torchwood Hub, and as usual Ianto was making coffee. His early morning ritual always took about half an hour, because every always wanted different drinks. Ianto always had just a normal, (but delicious) coffee with milk, and no sugar.
Average but reliable? Maybe. Ianto supposed everyone's coffee really said something about him or her. Like Gwen, for example.
Gwen had a box of little coffee sachets all labeled with things like "Mint Magic" or "Vanilla Dream." She put them in the kitchen and said that anyone could use them, and that they were rather nice. After reluctantly trying some, the rest of the team politely ignored the small box on the counter, and kept on drinking their "real coffee" as Owen put it, while Ianto smirked.
Once they were all done, Ianto loaded the mugs onto a tray and walked out to find Owen and passed him his coffee, an espresso, the strong aroma pleasing to everyone. "What's that you're working on then?"
"New corpse."
"Weevil attack?" Ianto asked curiously.
"Yep, nasty things Weevils. You can never tell what they'll do, which is what makes them so scary, I suppose. "
"Really?" Ianto replied, "I always though it was the long teeth, sharp claws and the ferocious nature. "
Owen pondered. "Well, yeah, that too. Oh and Ianto, Tosh is asleep on her desk again. I didn't see her come in, so I'm guessing she stayed the night." Owen retreated back to his coffee and corpse.
Ianto sighed, and walked over to Toshiko's desk. Indeed, there she lay, head slumped over the keyboard. He gently shook her awake.
"Tosh? Wake up Tosh. Toshiko?"
Tosh yawned and sat up, her eyes bleary.
"Oh, Ianto, I'd thought you'd gone home. I just need to finish this report, and then I can go too..." She yawned and started typing again.
"Tosh, its morning. You fell asleep at your desk again, didn't you? There's some coffee here if you want it." Sweet, and lovely, just like her.
"Oh, did I? Thanks Ianto, just what I need."
"My pleasure," he said and then saw Gwen and Jack appearing through the hub doors, and went over to meet them.
"Morning all," Gwen said. "Hi Ianto. Is that coffee? Brilliant," and she walked off to her desk without a second thought.
"Morning..." Ianto trailed off.
Jack looked at Ianto and chuckled. "Hey handsome, don't worry about it. Is that for me?"
"Yes sir," Ianto replied, in his usual formality. "Just the way you like it, strong and hot."
"Are we still talking about the coffee, Ianto?" Jack replied.
Ianto blushed slightly, smiled and went back to his desk. A new Torchwood day, fuelled by coffee, was ready to begin.