BANG! Ianto looked at his gun in confusion. He didn't pull the trigger! He turned round, just as a familiar voice hilled the deathly silence in the room.
"Hey kids, did ya miss me?"
Ianto's heart sank. Why now? Just when he was beginning to accept that Jack might not be coming back. His shoulders slumped. As Owen continued to treat the injured man, squirming on the floor, Gwen started giving orders to remove the body of the Blowfish, while she put the kettle on for the retconning of the unfortunate house owners. Ianto zoned out to the annoying voice of Gwen, and started to move towards Jack, slowly at first, increasing rapidly in speed. In a few short moments he had covered the distance, and was standing there, staring at the ginning face just two feet away. Neither said a word. Ianto drew back his right arm, and SLAP! struck Jack with the flat of his hand. "You bastard." He said calmly, before walking out the house towards the SUV.
Jack glanced around at the others, who were all staring where Ianto once stood, and Jack was now alone, cradling his jaw in his hands, an angry red mark cutting across the otherwise perfect skin.
"I deserved that didn't I?" he asked, no one in particular. To his surprise, it was Owen who answered.
"You did Jack. You did."