My first piece of fan fiction, so please review, be kind etc. (I have already posted in other places, so haven't stolen it, my story). But… Disclaimer: I own nothing: not the characters, places, ideas, people, any guns, furniture or sick thoughts had in their heads. Basically, they're all thanks to the genius of Mr Russell T. Davies

Birthday Surprise…

A dark figure skulked into the Hub, bleary eyed. He looked like death. The man smiled, thinking of this humorous, yet ironic parallel he had subconsciously drawn. The man who looked like death, could not die. The previous night's events had caught up with Jack and he pondered something, which had troubled him since he had first discovered that sweet elixir of "drink". These people were able to clone, travel into space and create masterpieces, but yet they were not able to find a cure for the simple hangover. He recalled last night's antics; that rare occasion of a night out with his team and a real night out. Not one involving exploding aliens or sex gases, however fun those nights were… Jack returned to reality, as he made his way to his office, acknowledging the familiar figure that controlled the coffee machine with a nod.

Jack raised an eyebrow at the sight that greeted him. Masses of paperwork, some files and more paperwork cluttered his desk. Something was missing… A knowing smirk spread across his face, with the realisation of the missing piece. He knew it was early, but surely Ianto couldn't have forgotten? He left his office with a motive in mind: coffee.
"Ianto, some coffee magic wouldn't go a miss…"
The familiar figure that had inhabited the coffee area was gone, leaving a pool of coffee on the floor. Jack was worried. Leaving the safeness of his office, he ventured into the unknown.
"Ianto…"

A thought sprung to mind, which made Jack turn back. He sprinted back to his office, to find the familiar figure seated in his chair with his gun being played with in the man's hands.
"What, were you expecting someone else?" said the figure.
"I thought I told you…"
"I know what you told me…but do you think I could resist giving the birthday boy a present?"
"Bit late don't you think?" pondered Jack, observing his surroundings, thinking of something he could use as a weapon…if it came down to it.
"Oh, was that why you wanted the coffee? Had a wild night out to celebrate? I remember how you were without your coffee. Like an untamed beast. But I could say that about you in…"
"All right," interrupted Jack, eager to stop the small talk. "Why are you really here?"

The figure rose from the chair, with a grin growing on his face. He pocketed Jack's gun, whilst retrieving his own, with skill and timing, so that he would not give Jack any chance of doing, well, anything he'd have fallen for before.
"Remember that little thing I told you?" the figure said, toying with Jack.
"Of course, it was a bit hard to forget." said Jack, resisting allowing his emotion to show.
"Well, he's dying to meet you…so I thought, well family reunion!" laughed the fiendish figure.
"You bas…" spat Jack.
"Jack…Jack?" A voice shouted from downstairs. The owner of it headed over to his usual spot: the coffee machine. He noticed a note lying on top, addressed to him.
"Iant…" began Jack, while the figure took advantage of this distraction and attached a wrist strap to Jack.

"This," whispered the figure, "gives you a one way ticket to, well you know who. Oh and don't worry, this wrist strap is a bit more complex than your excuse of one." Ianto headed up the stairs, confused and suspicious, as Jack leapt back in pain. "Yes, he warned that there may have been side effect," mused the figure, as Jack fell to the floor. "but this will take you directly to him, from right here in about, oh, I should say, a few moments. The wonders of future technology; being able to open a rift where and when you choose to." Ianto reached the top of the stairs and ran for Jack's office.
"Ia…" Jack cried, with the last of his strength, as he began to disappear through the rift. The figure looked on, amused and with the sound of footsteps approaching, took his position next to the door.

Ianto sprinted in, but was surprised by the figure, who grabbed him and flung him violently against the wall. Ianto fell into a crumpled heap as Jack looked on helplessly. After he finished fading and had entered the rift, he could hear one thing, which terrified him, both for his sake and Ianto's.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of eye candy..." laughed the figure, as he looked down with both menace and interest and Ianto. Ianto looked up, cautiously, and realised a few things: the whole team was in trouble but right now he was in serious trouble. The figure smirked at the fear in Ianto's eyes and revelled in the power. Captain John Hart was back…