Ianto knocked quietly on his bosses door. Using his back to step into the office, a tray with several cups of coffee balanced upon it accompanied him. Jack looked up from the report Owen had given him minutes before about Victim A. Owen had gone back down to store A and start his work on Victim B. Jack had no time to really look over the papers before him, his mind still racing. Even after a few hours, Ianto's words crossed his brain. And here was the man before him, mugs on a tray with an innocent smile on his face. Jack couldn't help but reciprocate.

"Your lunch hour coffee, sir," Ianto placed the biggest mug of his selection in front of Jack on the table. Careful not to sit it on any important documents.

Jack looked between the man and his coffee, "Ianto."

"Yes?"

"I thought we were in a disagreement."

"No. I'd consider it a fair fight," Ianto continued to the opposing door, in a rush to hand out the coffees.

Jack turned his chair, "Ianto."

The man in question turned around, looking at his mate expectantly, "Yes?"

"I don't want us to be in a disagreement."

"Me too," Ianto turned to leave.

"Then let's air it all out now," Jack spoke determinedly, "I've still got plans for tonight. Only, I'd like us to be on good terms when we go."

Ianto finally gave his arm a rest and sat the tray down on an empty table, "Alright."

"Alright," Jack stared expectantly at his lover, only to receive a look of determination, "So, I guess I'm starting?"

"That would be correct, sir," Ianto affirmed.

Jack stood up, "I'm not your boss right now, Ianto."

"Then what are you?" Ianto spoke without entirely thinking it through, even though he did want to know. Ever sense they had gotten through almost loosing Tosh and Owen, Jack had wanted more alone time with Ianto. Though, Ianto obviously didn't mind, he did in fact feel like he should know the limits of this new found territory between them. They had had that date, hell they had plenty, even still Ianto had no idea what was happening between them.

Jack pushed his hands deep into his pockets and took a step foreword, "I guess that's what we need to define, isn't it?"

"Among other things," Ianto stated.

"What would you like me to be, Ianto?" Jack questioned nervously, though not letting it show.

The younger man's eyes bore into Jack's, "Whatever you'd like me to be."

Ianto saw the hesitation before Jack spoke, "I want more than this. I can tell you that."

"More than what?"

"Undefined sexual tension with the benefit of dinner occasionally. You deserve more, Ianto."

"Do I?"

"Of course."

Ianto moved to sit down on the plush couch, "According to you."

"Yes me, and everyone else. Don't you see it on Gwen, Tosh, and Owen's faces? They even know that we don't know what we are!" Jack's arms moved as he spoke, moving toward Ianto.

"Good for them."

"Ianto."

"Yes?"

"Look at me." He did. He did, and he saw raw emotion and regret written all over the immortals face.

"Jack."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry." This stunned the older man, his face reflecting the emotion.

"What?"

Ianto turned in his seat to face Jack, "I'm sorry about what I said to you earlier. It just needed to be said and you need to know how you get sometimes. It wasn't my place to say it, considering at the time you were my boss. Yet, you and I as whatever it is we are, shouldn't have to argue about something a tea boy and his boss are arguing over."

"You're wrong. That was you, and that was me. It's always me. Hell, what you said is all I've thought about the past few hours. I don't know why I get the way I do, and I know you see it more than anyone. If someone was to tell me anything I need to know, it has to be you. Especially now," Jack explained.

Ianto stood in front of the male before him, "So, with that issue settled, I'll be on my way," He started to walk out.

"We have another one to work out, Ianto."

"We have another case to work out, too."

"Ianto."

"Yes?"

"Come here."

The younger man turned slightly, only to be bombarded with a bone crushing hug. He quickly understood and hugged his lover back, enjoying his scent and allowing it to captivate his entire attention.

"I'm sorry."

"No need."

They stood holding each other for a few minutes, basking in the others warm and tender embrace. Though, the moment was short lived as they heard high heels speeding toward the office door. The men pulled apart. Ianto turned back to his mugs, caught off guard as Jack pulled his head towards him not caring for the woman approaching and placed a gentle kiss onto Ianto's forehead. They shared a soft smile, Jacks hands caressing Ianto's smooth features.

Toshiko burst through the door, "There's another rift spike."

"Occurring now?" Jack walked towards the woman.

"A few minutes ago, it was a negative one. But the interesting part is that it happened in the same area as last night."

Ianto took his cue to leave. Jack halted him with a hand, "We'll go out and look at it. Is Gwen back yet?"

"No. That's another reason why this might be urgent."

Jack moved around his desk to put on his coat, "Ianto and I will go find her. Are you done with the hand held version yet?"

"No. I haven't had time to complete the stationary yet." Worry was present in her face and voice.

"Okay, we'll have to make do without. Ianto, go get the flame thrower and grab the SUV." Jack fixed his collar.

Ianto handed Tosh her coffee as he dashed out of the room. Owen sent a thanks over his shoulder for the coffee, his hands deep into Victim B's internal organs and such. Ianto continued his marathon down into the weapons vaults and found what he was asked to get. Next, he made his way to his desk and put his own coat on. Strutting up into the lift, Ianto caught a glimpse of Toshiko moving back to her desk.

Jack picked up Owen's file and skimmed over it on his way to the doctors work station, "Let's just say I don't read this, what do I need to know?"

Owen looked up momentarily, "The shape shifters pulled their hearts out. Only, without having to cut into the body to do so. Meaning, they can change their appearance, yes. But also the density of themselves. They could rip your bones out without you even knowing."

"So, don't let them touch us?" Jack threw the file down on the table.

"Assentially."

"Oh, and are you certain we're dealing with more than one?"

Owen looked between his boss and the bloodied corpse, "No."

"Good work. Update me with anything new," Jack turned back to Toshiko, "Once you've got this thing up and running, contact me and we'll do our best to lead the first suspects into rang of CCTV cameras. It's the best we can do."

Toshiko watched as her boss stood on the panel that moved up above, "Jack?"

"Tosh?"

"Be careful!"

"Always am!" Jack disappeared into the daylight.

Owen made his present known as he came up the steps, "Yeah, says the guy who can't go a month without dying."