"Ianto!" Jack called from the boardroom, "A little coffee wouldn't go amiss thank you!" the American accent went right through Ianto's head. He'd been finding it hard enough to concentrate on work that day anyway, without the almighty Jack's demands as well. Usually Ianto would come into work eagerly just to hear it; today however, he wished it would just shut up. It felt that Jack had done nothing but order him about today. Ianto didn't mind being told what to do by Jack; after all, he was his boss. But today seemed different. Like Jack was taking him for granted. Ordering him to do everything, not even asking, almost demanding. It had started that morning, when Ianto first heard Jack speak, he almost cringed.

"Ianto, coffee if you don't mind." Was the first thing he said to him. That wasn't so bad, but a little, "Hello Ianto," wouldn't have gone amiss. Then it went on from there…

"Ianto, Myfanwy needs feeding."

"Ianto, catalogue these files." He did manage a 'please' on the end of that one.

"Ianto, I've put some paperwork on your desk, needs doing."

"Fetch some medical stuff for Owen, will you Ianto."

"Coffee, Ianto."

"Owen's mucked up one of the files, but you'll sort it out won't you Ianto."

"Gwen can't find something or other; she reckons you know where it is. Just go get it before se gets huffy, Ianto."

Ianto, Ianto, Ianto. He was almost sick of hearing his own name. He took the fresh coffees to the boardroom. But being the professional he was, he didn't slam the mugs on the table like he was really tempted to do. Instead, in his calm persona, he put the mugs in front of everyone and cleared away the discarded paper that had been scattered. Jack continued talking to the rest of the team, without acknowledgment.