Well, here's my new story. This plot has been in my head for a while now and I needed to put it into words. Hope you like it~

Torchwood is the property of the BBC and RTD. I own nothing but the plot.

Total word count: 1,080

It was a late at night. Ianto Jones sat in his living room in the dark. The only light came from the tv though the volume was down low.

It has been a week since Jack left with the Doctor. Luckily, they were able to keep UNIT from finding out. Otherwise they would try to take over. They knew that they needed to find someone to take over for the Captain, now that he was gone. But, it was all so confusing.

Ianto couldn't believe that Jack was gone. It wasn't fair! Sure, Jack said he was going to leave when the Doctor came. But he wasn't expecting for it to happen so soon. Or that the Captain would say anything to them before leaving.

Now that Jack was gone, and it wasn't likely that he'd be coming back, everything in the Hub was in chaos. Owen and Gwen were arguing and fighting constantly about who should be in charge. Gwen though it should be her since she was in the police force, but that wasn't likely to happen. She had been there for the least amount of time and had the least amount of experience. And though she's been told that, she refused to listen.

He was knocked out of his thoughts by a knock on the door. He wasn't expecting anybody. Nor was he in the mood to talk to anybody. So, he figured if he ignored them they would eventually go away.

The knock came again, louder, and he sighed before standing. He was going to give whoever it was at the door a piece of his mind. Opening the door, he was surprised to see who it was.

"Tosh? What are you doing here? It's a bit late, isn't it?" he asked, stepping back so that she could come in from the cold.

"I know. But I brought takeaway since I knew you hadn't eaten yet." She told him, coming inside and handing him the bag with the food in it before taking off her coat and shoes.

He was going to deny what she said, but after she gave him a look, he knew not to. He just took the food to the kitchen and set it on the counter. "Would you like some coffee Tosh?" he called to her.

"No thanks, Ianto. Some tea would be nice though." She knew that if she drank coffee now, she wouldn't be getting any sleep that night.

Ianto returned and handed her a cup of tea before setting his cup of coffee on the table. He was about to take a seat next to her on the couch, but after another look, he went back for the food before sitting down.

"Are you going to tell me why you came now?" he asked, eating a bit.

"What makes you think I have a reason? Can't I just stop by and see my friend?" A look from Ianto. "Alright.. I'll tell you after we've eaten.

While they ate, they made small talk about anything and everything. He washed up their dishes before returning to the couch.

"Alright. Now tell me. No more stalling."

"I just came to make sure you were alright. You've been a bit depressed lately. And don't deny it. I could tell."

"I haven't been depressed. Its just…. Hard since Jack's left. Everything is messed up at the Hub." He didn't want to admit to how he really felt about the Captain's disappearance.

"I know it is. But, Jack will be back. I promise."

"How could you possibly know that. He's where he wants to be; with his precious Doctor." He couldn't help being a bit rude about it. It just made him so mad, not that he would admit it.

"Because he has someone here he cares deeply about."

"I doubt Gwen is that important to him."

"I wasn't talking about Gwen. I was talking about you, Ianto."

"Me? Why would he care about me? There's nothing special about me."

Tosh sighed. How was she going to get through to him? Why was he being so hard-headed about this? Couldn't he see the way Jack looked at him? These were just a few of the questions going through her mind.

"Everything's special about you. There is nobody like you anywhere in the world. Or any other world, I'm sure. On the other hand, there is nothing special about Gwen. She's just a whiny little bitch who complains when she doesn't get her way. Not worth anything."

Ianto rolled his eyes slightly at what Tosh said about him, not believing it. But, he couldn't help but laugh at the part about Gwen.

"Shouldn't let her hear you say that."

"Why not? She can't do anything to me."

"If what you said was true, then why does Jack let her get away with everything?"

"I asked him that about a month ago. I know you think its favoritism, but its not. He said she was like a little child who needed to be coddled. And that it was easier to just give her what she wants than deal with the headache she would cause arguing about it."

Ianto was silent, not believing it. Why would Jack say that about Gwen when it was obvious something was going on between them. But, if it was true, then it made him feel a lot better.

"That doesn't explain why Jack would think anything special about me."
"Ianto. I've seen the way Jack looks at you. Like nothing is more important in the world to him while he's watching you."

Ianto was silent for a while, thinking about it. He had caught Jack staring at him a lot. But, at the time he hadn't thought anything of it. If what Tosh said was true, then that would make him the happiest man on earth! He just needed Jack back to talk about it.

"Alright, Tosh. I'll think about what you said. But, its getting late. You should be getting home."

Tosh looked at her watch, surprised at how much time had passed. "You're probably right. I'll see you tomorrow, Ianto." She said, standing and stretching before kissing him on the cheek and slipping on her shoes and coat. Giving him one last smile, she left.

Ianto watched her go before getting ready for bed himself. He was definitely feeling better after that little talk with Tosh. He couldn't wait for Jack's return. They had a lot to talk about.

This is the end of the story. Or is it? If you would like for me to post another chapter, please review. Reviews makes the world go round and makes me post things faster. And anybody who reviews gets a cookie~

*holds out a plate of fresh-from-the-oven chocolate-chip cookies*