Disclamer: I don't own this. Just the idea
AN: This one is dedicated to Madame Cyanure because she gave me the idea.
And once again it's betaed by the wonderful TheWeddingFairy.
"Please Ianto…"
"No, I won't let you."
"I can do it if I want to."
"No, you can't, because I'm not letting you do it."
"You can't stop me."
"Just watch me."
"No! Ianto, I'm your boss. You'll do as I say."
"You can't pull the boss-card on me. Not this time."
"Please, Ianto."
"No."
"It won't hurt, I promise."
"It may not hurt you, but it will hurt me."
"Only a little…"
"'Only a little'! It hurts a hell of a lot more than 'a little'!"
"Really?"
"Yes, really. When you do it I die a little…"
"I didn't know…"
"Of course you didn't, because I never let it show."
"So you won't let me?"
"No."
"Then I will ask Owen. I'm sure he'd love to help…"
"He won't. I've told him de-caff for life if he so much as thinks about it."
"Then…"
"The same goes for the others. You'll just have to suck it up and take it like a man."
"You're evil."
"But you love me anyway."
"Not at the moment…but I will if you'll let me."
"No means no, Jack."
"Please..."
"No. And now I will go and make you a nice cup of tea."
"I could do it when you're gone."
"No, you can't. Because I've taken everything that you could possibly do it with."
"I could leave the room."
"If you manage to do that, then you deserve to do it."
"You're mean."
"I love you too."
The door to Jack's office opened and Ianto walked out, his arms full of guns, knives and other dangerous items. He walked down the stairs towards the kitchen. When he passed Tosh's desk she looked up at him and smiled.
"How's Jack doing?"
Ianto sighed and put the things down on the floor.
"Not better, if that's what you're asking. He still wants to kill himself."
Tosh let out a small laugh.
"It's not funny," Ianto said and tried to look serious.
He could hear a loud moan coming from Jack's office and he sighed again.
"God," he muttered. "The way he's acting you could think that he's never had the flu before."
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