It was nearing 8pm when Ianto was making what he hoped was the last round of coffee for the day. For most of the team, anyway. He knew that Jack always stayed until a lot later. Jack never admitted to Ianto that he lived at the Hub, but Ianto knew he did, although he never wanted to bring it up. It was kind of weird, and he didn't like to see Jack as weird. So he just left it alone - it was probably best that way.

He thought about replacing the filter on the coffee machine. Not because he thought he needed to, but because he was so very bored. He was praying that the team would be going home soon, leaving him and Jack alone. Jack had only just got back that week, and Ianto knew that Jack still owed him a date. Ianto was getting impatient. Why hadn't the team gone yet? Surely they hadn't got that much work to do, it had been a very, very quiet day. So quiet, in fact, that Ianto didn't see any particular reason why they should have been in work in the first place. It was very rarely that they got a quiet day, and it seemed rather strange to everyone, yet very relieving.

Ianto picked up the tray and left his little 'pantry', as Owen liked to tease. He had got past the stage where his job felt degrading, and had decided, after quite a long time working at Torchwood, that his job was quite important. The team would fall apart without his coffee. He walked down to the autopsy area where Owen was sitting and fidgeting aimlessly, and placed Owen's mug of freshly brewed coffee onto the autopsy table next to Owen. He took the coffee and thanked Ianto before taking a sip and letting out a sigh. Ianto was suddenly entertained at the idea of Owen working at the coffee machine.

"What?"

Ianto jumped slightly at Owen's outburst and looked at him, slightly confused. "What?" He replied.

"You laughed. Was it me? Did I do something funny?" Asked Owen, looking slightly insulted. Maybe it was just acting, though. Ianto hadn't realised he'd laughed out loud.

"Oh, it's nothing. A passing thought, don't let it distract you from…" Ianto thought for a moment. Nothing sprung to mind, and he didn't finish his sentence. He walked out of the area and over to Toshiko's desk.

"Thank you, Ianto." She said in appreciation. Ianto was about to leave for Gwen's desk when Tosh stopped him. "Ianto, do you have a moment?"

"Yeah, sure."

"I've been wondering, I mean, I don't know if you'll have any idea, you're probably as confused as I am, but…" Tosh looked slightly more worried than usual. "Why do you think Jack's keeping us in?"

"What do you mean?" Ianto knew exactly what she meant. He just needed to make sure she was talking about the same thing.

"Well, nothing's happened today. He usually lets us go home early if nothing happens. Or is that just me?"

"No, you're right Tosh, he does. Usually." He looked up to Jack's office. Jack hadn't been acting out of the usual. "Maybe it just didn't occur to him."

"Well, it's just Jack, I suppose." Tosh said. She was completely right. He was strange, in so many different ways. You just couldn't assume anything of Jack, because you're usually wrong. "Well, thanks anyway, Ianto, I…"

Tosh was suddenly cut off by a very loud bang that echoed throughout the Hub. At first, neither Ianto or Tosh knew where it had come from, until they saw smoke rising from the back of Tosh's computer screen, then a few seconds later the images on the 4 joined screens disappeared, leaving the screen blank and fizzing with static.

"What happened?" Ianto asked her. She replied that she had no idea.

"What were you running?" He asked.

"Just an update program. I was updating the rift monitor software, while I had some free time."

Ianto thought for a second. "I don't know nearly as much about computers as you do, but when you update something don't you have to disable the program?"

"Yes, temporarily." She looked at him as if it didn't mean anything.

"Well, doesn't the rift monitor control the rift manipulator?"

"Yes." She looked at him again, with an inquisitive expression. Then suddenly her expression changed to one of fear and shock.

"So…" Ianto began again. "You turned the manipulator off?"

They looked at each other in shock for a moment, realising what deep trouble Tosh would be in with Jack if she'd caused a serious problem. That moment's silence was ended by a ragged and shallow coughing coming from right behind them both.

They quickly turned around, not realising that anyone had been there, to see a young man, blonde, probably in his late 20's, lying sprawled across the Hub floor in front of them, coughing his lungs out with an expression of pure agony on his face.

Tosh and Ianto just stood there with a mixture of confusion and fear haunting them. It suddenly occurred to Ianto that he should go get Jack before they did anything else. He usually knew what to do.

As he stepped over the man on his way to Jack's office, the man stopped coughing suddenly and grabbed Ianto's leg. Ianto started and looked down at the man, knowing he had fear in his eyes.

"Where the fuck am I?"