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To be perfectly honest, I really don't know where I'm going with this one. Oh well, let's see how it goes shall we?

Jack and Ianto's thoughts in Italics.

Ianto sighed and lay down on his bed, fully clothed.

"Well, that was a boring day."

"It was, but could you stop thinking so loud please, I'm trying to do some paperwork." Ianto jumped. Why was Jack in his head?

"Jack? Erm... hi?" Ianto thought, confused, "What happened?"

"I don't really know, but I believe it has something to do with that unknown artefact that we stored in the archives. We both touched it which must have triggered something and it linked our minds together. So now we can hear each other's thoughts."

"Okaaay," Ianto dragged it out, "Can we do anything else?"

"There are other possibilities, the most likely being we will be able to feel each other's emotions and even other people's."

"What about images? Could we see what the other can see?"

"Another possibility, which would be fun." Ianto could feel Jack's grin.

"Probably only for you, Jack." Jack's laugh echoed around his brain.

"That's creepy. Is there any way to reverse it?"

"Well, right now, the most we can probably do is to try and block each other out. That will only be temporary, however, as either of our minds could easily just re-open the link on its own due to how early into being linked together we are."

"Right and how do we do that exactly?"

"Both of us will probably have to actually want to close the link," Jack grinned, "Maybe I don't want to close it yet."

Jack could feel Ianto rolling his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me."

"I'll do what I like, Captain Jack Harkness."

Jack gasped dramatically, "He called me my full name!"

"Stop squealing you sound like a girl."

"Shut up."

"I'm not talking."

"Good point, Oh My God I've been looking for that for ages!"

"You have the attention span of a squirrel."

"Silence you; do you want me to help you close the link?"

"Why, am I annoying you?" Ianto grinned.

"No, but it's nearly time for my monthly argument with the Prime Minister."

"Okay, how do we do it?"

"Too late, I'm having fun now. The Prime Minister won't mind waiting."

"Sir."

"Fine, imagine in your head you're building a wall around your mind, it's impenetrable, it's just like blocking everything out completely."

"I can do that, see you tomorrow, Sir."

"Bye, Ianto."

Ianto forced his mind to blank and sighed. Speaking telepathically was tiring.

"I just hope I can get up in the morning." Ianto mumbled before getting up to change for sleep.

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