Notes
This story has grown and will now be either 3 or 4 parts because Owen got carried away and so did Jack and Ianto :-)
A rift alarm and a dead alien in need of autopsying prevented Owen from putting his plan into action straight away and when he finally made it back up to the main work area of the hub he found Ianto, Gwen and Tosh all seated at their individual desks, engrossed in paperwork; Jack was up in his office, presumably doing the same.
He stood awkwardly at the top of the stairs and his eyes automatically fixed on Ianto. For his plan to work, he needed to get access to the archives – something that was impossible with Ianto in the near vicinity. He needed to distract him.
'Any chance of a coffee Ianto?' he said, in what he hoped was an innocent tone. Apparently it wasn't because Ianto immediately turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow.
'What's wrong with you?'
'Nothing,' Owen replied. 'Why should anything be wrong?'
'No sarcasm; no insults; just "any chance of a coffee, Ianto?" What have you done?'
'Nothing, I can be polite sometimes you know!' Owen said defensively, ignoring the raised eyebrows of Toshiko and the 'yeah right,' of Gwen, muttered under her breath.
'What are you up to Owen Harper?' Ianto asked with a frown.
'Nothing,' Owen insisted. 'I just want a coffee that's all and last time I checked making the coffee was your job.'
'Fine,' Ianto replied standing up. 'But I know you're up to something.'
Owen just scowled at Ianto as he made his way over to the small kitchenette and a moment later, the sound of the coffee machine filled the hub.
'You are up to something aren't you?' Toshiko said quietly.
'Just getting my proof Tosh,' Owen shrugged before sitting down on Ianto's recently vacated desk chair.
'Owen no,' Toshiko said emphatically. 'For goodness' sake leave them alone.'
'No,' Owen replied. 'Not until you admit that I'm right and Jack is shagging Ianto.'
'They are not...' Toshiko began before lowering her voice slightly, aware of the close proximity of Gwen, 'they are not shagging, Owen.'
'What are you two whispering about?' Gwen piped up.
'Nothing,' Tosh said quickly.
'Just – who's turn it is to be on Weevil duty tonight,' Owen added.
'Oh,' Gwen frowned. 'I thought it was Jack and Ianto's turn.'
'Yeah, you're right. Jack does enjoy Weevil hunting with Ianto after all.'
Tosh rolled her eyes and looked back at her monitor.
Ianto chose that moment to reappear with a tray and handed Owen his mug. 'Here you are Sir,' he said sarcastically. 'I hope everything is to your satisfaction.'
Owen just grunted and then watched closely as Ianto handed Tosh and Gwen their drinks before making his way up to Jack's office with the remaining two mugs. Owen smiled as Ianto disappeared behind Jack's office door. Immediately he jumped up and abandoning his coffee mug on the desk, headed for the archives.
'Mm I thought I could smell coffee,' Jack said with a smile as Ianto entered the office but his smile faded when he saw the slight frown on Ianto's face. 'What's wrong?'
'I don't know,' Ianto said as he handed Jack his mug and perched on the edge of his desk in what Ianto liked to think of as His spot. 'I think Owen's up to something.'
'Really?' Jack frowned taking a sip of his drink. 'What makes you think that?'
Ianto shook his head slightly and looked over his shoulder towards the window. 'I'm not sure; just a feeling.'
'Well I've learned to trust your feelings,' Jack said seriously. 'Do you think it's something bad?'
'No,' Ianto replied. 'Probably not... but I just want to know what it is.'
Jack grinned and stood up, setting his coffee aside he moved to stand in between Ianto's legs and put his hands on his shoulders.
'Maybe I should do something to help take your mind off Owen then,' he said suggestively.
'Oh and what do you suggest?' Ianto smiled.
'I can think of a few things,' Jack replied. 'Things we've still got to tick off that list of yours.'
'I suppose we'd better go down into your bunker then hadn't we?' Ianto replied and wrapping his arms around Jack's neck, leaned up to kiss him passionately