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Note: Ah chappie two, it's come out a lot sooner then I thought it would but well it might have something do with all the people faving and or alerting me, dear night there were a lot of emails to go through! Anywho this chapter is more on Ianto's side and I think I'll have one for Rhiannon and one for Ianto on and off.

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Warning: This chapter contains Jack...need I say more?

The other side of the coin.

When Ianto let the phone click off, he felt the stares of the others around him, not that it was surprising every one was at the Hub still and it looked to be a late night. It didn't help that as soon as his phone went off that Jack took up a place beside him forsaking the papers in front of him.

He wished that the immortal hadn't of done that, it was awkward talking to his older sister while his lover leered at him. It didn't help that the call had come a little after their dinner had finished, the team was sluggish from the long day of fielding calls, and the added food made it easier for them to drift over to him and the coffee machine that he was currently glaring at.

Owen though had drifted off after a dark look was directed his way, and Tosh had also drifted off when Ianto's tone took on a more clipped note.

A hand drifted around his waist tugging him away from the maker while another took away the coms unit that had just recently been connected to their phones, Tosh had thought it would be a good idea incase they needed to call another number with the units.

That and she hadn't really liked the Bluetooth that had come with her new phone, she had done some begging and Jack had relented, thus she had tweaked the entire teams. Ianto was almost wishing she hadn't because she had made them far too sensitive for his taste.

"Something wrong?" The slightly rough voice of Jack asked to the side, the man needed some water to drink to sooth his throat after what Ianto was sure was a screaming match with UNIT.

Jack had to butt heads with them all day, and at the end of it all he had given up and called the superiors himself. When he wasn't flirting he was yelling, and it seemed like this time it was more of the latter.

"Rhiannon's friend saw me with the team today. She called asking questions." This earned him a soft humming sound, and slightly dry lips danced over the collar of his shirt, "Sir I thought we had agreed not during work hours." Ianto stated evenly as he turned his head towards the older male who just grinned at him.

"Well actually if I remember right you said I could only flirt during the hours of nine to five on work day's, and seeing as it is nearing almost a quarter past six I am well with in my rights." This just earned Jack a slightly raised eyebrow before he leaned away taking up a place by the railing. "What kind of questions did she throw your way then?"

"Oh you know the usual thing, how was my day, do I work for Torchwood," Ianto all but growled before trying to start some coffee, but hands batted away his own and he was dragged over towards Jack's office away from the still slightly prying eyes of the team.

"Oi before you drag the Tea-Boy off let him make us something!" Owen yelled up as he leaned back in his chair, which gave a squeak of protest, Ianto was sure he would be needing to replace that soon if the creaking was anything to go by.

Though he wasn't sure if he wanted to wait till the Doctor fell out of it first or if he wanted to make the move and be nice and not make the other male fall. Another squeal came from the chair as Owen saw fit to rock back and forth in his chair slightly earning slight winces from both Gwen and Tosh.

"Why haven't you left for the day?" Jack yelled back, grinning a moment as the three blinked back up at him.

"But the reports," Gwen started her voice trailing off before she reached over and quickly grabbed her coat and jacket.

"They will be there in the morning, I expect them done first thing tomorrow." Jack finished before dragging Ianto down the steps, Tosh had taken her cue to also gather her things, the hap hazard pile of things on her desk teetered for a moment before stabilizing its self.

"Tomorrow's check up day," Owen ground out as he let his chair squeak again, and Ianto decided to try and have a new chair here with in a day or so, the other male was squeaking now just to annoy the others. "Don't think you can get out of it either Tea-Boy, your records from One are utter crap."

"Sorry I was only a junior archivist and they thought I didn't need the full check up, besides you gave me a good looking over after the country incident."

"Now children we can fuss later for now I want all of you out of the Hub and on your way home, take the night to try and get some rest we never know what the rift if going to spit out at us tomorrow. Ianto for the sake of making sure our resident Doctor doesn't throw a fit you will also be having a check up tomorrow, now shoo,"

This seemed to appease the Doctor who finally got up and grabbed his own jacket, Ianto sent Jack a glare before walking into the office, the well dressed male taking the time to lean on the wall and Jack just walked in wagging his eyebrows.

"You know I hate being looked at." Ianto said after a while, Jack had made himself comfortable in his chair, hands comfortably under his chin as he regarded Ianto, who for his part simply looked back.

"Owen is the chief of medical staff here, and I'm sure it will be fine your last one wasn't too bad was it?" Jack looked over at the still unmoving Ianto before opening his arms,

"Would you come over here and talk to me?"

"I don't know Jack you volunteered me for a check up tomorrow." The Welshman all but growled, his body still refusing to move away from the wall and this made the immortal pout, "Besides I know that if I go over there we won't be doing any talking."

"Point," Jack grumbled closing his arms again, with a few scooting movements he leaned on his desk idly brushing the papers he had abandoned earlier to the side and capping his inkwell. "So tell me about the situation with your sister."

Ianto reached up and rubbed a hand over his face, and he took a deep breath as if trying to calm himself before he moved over leaving the desk between them.

"As I told you before I was spotted with the team, her friend saw the name Torchwood and she was asking me about it." He leaned down over the table and Jack reached over grabbing a hand, his thumb running over the top of Ianto's smooth skin "She wants to talk."

"Do you need a day off?"

"I refuse to talk to her about this Jack." The immortal took a deep breath pausing the movement of his thumb for a few moments.

"Why not do what the others do for their families and say your Special ops, if you don't talk to her she's going to go looking,"

"She can always tell when I'm lying though."

"I can tell her you're Special ops then." Jack stated evenly before releasing his hold on Ianto's hand and leaning back in his chair, "Knowing your family stubbornness is genetic and she'll be on the pass with in a few days. Which in turn will lead her to the Tourist shop and then if she goes poking about like you do the button to the door."

"Jack I don't think that you talking to my sister will help any at all, hell I'm sure it would make things worse!" Ianto all but groaned moving away from the desk, his steps leading him to the door frame of Jacks office. "You would most likely just piss her off."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Jack grumbled and Ianto sent over a grin, "One, why do you think I would just piss her off and two, if you don't want to tell her Special Opps then why not say civil servant?"

"I doubt that would work Jack, and I'm sure with in a few minutes of meeting you she would either slap you or punch you for hitting on her. " Ianto sighed his grin fading into a shadow, "I really wish I could just leave it."

"It's all up to you," Jack stated as he stood from pushing his chair back, "But if she shows up on the pass I reserve the right to say I told you so."

"For someone your age you're rather childish." Ianto deadpanned earning a brilliant grin from Jack.

"If you say act your age I refuse to lay in a coffin that you're not in with me," the immortal wagged his eyebrows earning a warning look from Ianto.

"I'm not into necrophilia sir," he paused a movement before smirking, "I also never wanted to know about that...peculiar kink sir, I might have to make provisions for when I die if that is the case."

"That's a low blow Ianto, keep it above the belt if you will."

"And here I was thinking you preferred it when things were below the belt, I'll be sure to keep things PG for you then sir." Jack growled and crossed the room, taking barely the time to try and avoid hitting his shin in the way ward chair that always seemed to catch him when he was in a hurry.

"PG? Since when were we ever PG Ianto?" he asked sneaking his hands to the other males waist drawing him away from the frame.

"I can think of a time sir," Ianto stated evenly grinning as he batted hands away from his shirt, brushing his fingers against the ones that were trying to un-tuck it, "Now stop that I don't want this shirt wrinkled,"

"Oh care to share on this so called PG moment your thinking of?"

"I do believe the first and second time I talked to you, they were pretty tame if I do say so myself sir."

"I don't know those pants of your's were tight enough to be considered a sin, what ever happened to those pants anyway?" Jack asked as he leaned back a little bit his hands stilling in the quest to try and peel away the still mostly straight suit. "You should wear those more often."

"You wouldn't get any work done then, and I would be trapped in the archives." Ianto stated dryly peeling away the other male's hands and stepping back, "Not that I would mind that, we do have a very important job to do."

"Can I earn pant days then?" Jack asked dancing his hands back over, the Welshman simply glared for a few moments before relenting to the wondering hands.

"I thought it was the other way around."

"Everyone else wears pants all the time, you're the only one other then me that dresses more or less formal,"

"Suits are comfortable, and besides I know you like a challenge when it comes to things." Ianto was gifted with another grin before Jack leaned in briefly letting their lips meet, "So no you can't earn pant days."

"Now you're just being mean," Jack pouted before leaning in to kiss Ianto again, this time one of the hands that had been idly smoothing circles on said Welshman's hips drifted up to cup his face pulling them closer together.

This earned a soft hum of approval, before Ianto brought his arms up and around Jack's neck pulling the other male in closer still.

"As I remember you often like it when I'm mean," Ianto whispered their lips still touching lightly as he talked, this earned him a grin from Jack who leaned back in recapturing the lips that had briefly left his.

"Only when your mean isn't you playing hard to get." Ianto chuckled softly at that pulling the two of them back towards the wall so they weren't standing semi awkwardly in the middle of the door frame in full view of the CCTV, knowing Tosh she would be hunting down the footage even if he went in and deleted anything that could have possibly been seen.

He didn't know if he should be glad that Jack's office was the only place in the hub that wasn't monitored…well that and his little man cave he had hidden away under said office, honesty it was sad how much time Jack didn't spend down there.

Sometimes he wished that the archives had less camera's, simply because Jack never seemed to be able to keep himself from stalking him down there, there wasn't a place down there that couldn't make him blush and quite frankly it was depressing how many times he had to delete footage and try and hide it in the systems in the hope Tosh wouldn't find it.

Though the grin he got from the woman almost every time he walked past her after one of those instances told him it was a pointless endeavor.

"You're thinking far too much for my taste," Jack growled as he slowly tracked his mouth down Ianto's jaw, the hand that had been holding the Welshman's face had moved to undo buttons so lips could find the tender skin that lay underneath.

"Well Jack, that just mean's you're losing your touch, though I should really get you some water soon, you'll be raspy other wise." Ianto tipped his head to the side letting the immortal have more room to maneuver, a shiver going down his spine as the other male latched onto his pulse point.

"I'll be just fine with out water, and I will have you know Ianto Jones, that I am not losing my touch I've…." Jack paused his hands wiggling into the other males back pocket , a finger brushed against the sleek form of the phone , something that usually sat in Ianto's suit jacket but it seemed this time it had been hastily shoved into a pocket.

Said phone was now vibrating before letting out a piercing wail, that faded for a few moments before rising in volume.

"Nice tone you have there," Jack stated dryly his fingers hooking on the phone and dragging it out with his hand, holding it towards the other male who took it with a frown.

"It's to warn me that its Rhiannon," Ianto said evenly as he unlocked the screen and slid the small bar to the side to ignore the call, "It has to be loud other wise I would automatically answer it."

"Maybe you should get that then I don't mind waiting." Jack said as he backed away from the now once again ringing phone, Ianto sent him a look as he sat on his desk scooting a few papers haphazardly across the surface of his desk.

"I'm not organizing that again Jack, if you lose something you have to find it." This earned Ianto a soft pout and then a pointed look as the, if only for a few moments, silent phone went off again. "I'm going to turn this off then."

"If you turn that off when you get back to your apartment you'll catch hell through your messaging machine, I remember the last time you ignored her," Jack grinned as he leaned back on one arm, his other extending out, "I'll answer it."

"We already had this talk Jack, your not talking to my sister." Ianto sighed his free hand going to rub his forehead lightly before once again sliding the bar over only this time he put the phone to his ear, "I thought we were done talking Rhiannon."

"I didn't want us to go to bed angry with each other, mam always hated it when we fought." There was a pause over the line before the soft whisper of wind told him that his older sibling was out on her porch

"She would always make us make up before bed," Ianto agreed leaning heavily on the wall his eyes drifting over to the easily grinning Jack, honestly that grin had him worried about what the immortal was planning.

"So, I figured since you don't want to talk about work," Rhiannon started her voice slipping over slightly before developing a slightly darker tone, one he knew was bad news for him, "What's this I hear about a suitor."

"Suitor, honestly who uses that terminology anymore?" Ianto scoffed, the widening of the other males grin made him narrow his eyes in warning.

"Alright, silly me I mean your boyfriend, you know the one that Lauren saw you with at that new fancy French restaurant." She paused a giggle made it's self known as Ianto groaned kicking lightly towards Jack, "She said no one was going to be getting a leg around that table, so are you guys serious? What's his name then tell Rhi all about this man who has captured your mind."

"One, he's not my boyfriend."

"Oh so you go to expensive restaurants with a recent shag then, what ever would Mam think her favorite little innocent Ianto being a player."

"You didn't let me finish, no I don't go to expensive restaurants unless I have to , Jack thought it would be the best place to go, and second Mam would most likely be delighted with the thought of little me's running around out there somewhere." This earned Ianto two snorts, one from Jack who covered his mouth before a snicker could escape and the other from Rhiannon who was wheezing on the other end.

"Oh god, that's a laugh," She finally got out between breaths, "And Jack, as in the same Jack that had a bloody big ego from earlier Jack?"

"I'm going to kill that man," Ianto growled once again kicking slightly towards the immortal who held his hands up slightly.

"I'll have you know I did nothing," Jack said with a easy grin, "I'm innocent in this entire ordeal."

"You picked the restaurant, and you were the one who kept trying to feel me…." Ianto paused as he heard giggles over the line "Rhi it's not funny."

"Yes it is," The male narrowed his eyes at the tone that filtered towards his ears, he knew that one, it went right along side the teasing tone, the one where she was looking at her nails thinking she was on top of things. "I was so excited to hear you were dating again that I went to look up….childhood reminders."

"The attic? Why on earth would you go up there, Tad never did want us to venture up. Also with that being said you're never meeting Jack…..ever." Ianto stated as clearly as he could, though he just heard a soft humming sound on the other end.

"Aww but I want to meet this not boyfriend/boyfriend of your's, unless he's just some office shag that you can't seem to shake then I can have Johnny help you beat him up or something." There was a pause before she pressed on with that stream of thought, her voice taking on a unusually excited pitch, "Oh god is he your boss, are you shagging the boss to get a raise because I have to say two things. One shame on you, that's not the nice thing to do other people have to earn their raises and they can't do that if you're distraction the boss man, and two how much of a raise did you get and is he good in bed?"

Ianto groaned covering his face in mortification, he could hear her still talking on in the background, and Jack who had been mostly calm during the entire conversation took the chance to steal over and snatch the phone from his slightly limp hand, and with a quick press of the button Rhiannon's voice echoed out in his office.

"….And I know that even if he is your boss and even if he is good in bed, Johnny will help you out if he's stalker like. Though I would have to beat Johnny to help you first but still, I'm sure you can always find another job."

"I can assure you that I am not stalker like," Jack piped up holding the phone above his head as Ianto reached for it his eyes were practically spitting out ice they were so cold.

"Decaf, for a month!" Ianto growled trying to reach for the phone again.

"Oh my, did you put the phone on speaker?" Rhiannon asked, and Ianto could almost hear the grin in her voice as Jack stepped away easily putting his desk between them. "Are you this infamous Jack I've been hearing about?"

"All good things I hope," Jack grinned and Ianto felt his left eye start twitching.

"There's nothing good to be said about you right now sir, and if you don't give me that phone I swear I'll,"

"Oh Ianto get your panties un twisted and out of your arse, I swear you're such a girl sometimes, maybe I shouldn't have made you try on that bikini all those year's ago it seems to have messed with your mind."

"I thought we agreed that incident never happened." Jack who still had the phone grinned wagging his eyebrows slightly at the still hissing Ianto, he could all but imagine the Welshman as a angry cat raising its hackles.

"Why Ianto, dose this mean if I buy you a skirt you might wear it? I know your into suits and all maybe I can make it one of those nice pencil skirts that Tosh is found of...just a bikini though," Jack whistled softly, his eyes misting over as he tried to think up the image and Rhiannon laughed on her side.

"I'd be careful there, I heard Ianto threaten deaf for a month I wouldn't want to get you into too much more trouble."

"Too late, he's not even getting decaf he's getting instant." the Welshman stated as he slowly moved away from Jack, giving up trying to take the phone from the other male.

"You wouldn't! You don't even give that to Owen when he deliberately messes up the filing system and grows experiments in the fridge!" Jack all but whispered his face aghast at the very thought of instant.

"I hope you're not making Ianto clean out this said fridge or you and I will be having words Mr.?" Rhiannon paused, and Jack blinked down at the phone.

"Harkness," Ianto supplied evenly, he ignored the sharp gasp on the other end of the phone and pushed on, "And he doesn't make me clean it out I do so because I would rather not get food poisoning every time Owen forgets he has his own fridge for his own experiments. Though I'm sure there is still something growing underneath his desk, I haven't found a bleach strong enough to kill off the mold."

"First off, eww, second I didn't ask you little brother," she paused for a moment as if trying to collect her thoughts, "Now before you say you have to go, and then try to kill your boyfriend, I just wanted to say that I want you to come by sometime soon so we can look through a box of things that belonged to Mam, I told you earlier that I found her dairy."

"I remember asking if you had read anything from it and you not telling me a thing, so tell me Rhi were you brave enough to venture into her mind then?"

"Oh you make it sound like she was unstable, but yes I've read some,"

"And?" Ianto asked waving his hand slightly in the air in front of him, Jack seeing that he was no longer under the threat of attack from the other male set the phone down on his desk putting his hands on his hips.

"And I'm not going to tell you! Why should I bother when I know you'll just have to glance at the pages and remember them word for word?" She huffed angrily and Ianto could almost imagine her puffing out her cheeks like she use to when they were younger.

"Then why bother to tell me about it then?"

"That would be your sister trying to lure you over Ianto," Jack stated evenly a grin ever present on his face, "I'm sure the boss won't mind if you go to visit sometime."

"My boss would do well to keep his nose out of things,"

"You're boss is right though, Ianto you should take some time off and visit is David and Mica miss their uncle Yan and you know that. Besides like I said we should go though the things, maybe even see what else the Attic is hiding from us."

"You never know," Ianto agreed before sighing softly as a quite beeping started to the side at Tosh's computer and he watched as Jack picked up his phone before handing it back after turning off the speaker "Look Rhi, I'm not that mad, and I'll see what I can do about a visit but now I need to go."

"Just don't kill Jack until I can meet him, he sounds charming enough." She took a deep breath letting it out in a rush of air that hit the speaker oddly, "I'll talk to you later little brother."

"Good night big sister." Ianto almost whispered back before clicking the end button on his phone and setting it on the desk. Right now Jack need his help more then Rhiannon needed to talk to him and he'd be damned if he didn't give the other male that.

Even if he was going to be on Decaf for a month for his little stunt.

So I am hopping that everyone will like this as much as the last chapter, and I have to say that the next one might take a wee bit longer, I'm coming down with something and works not letting up. School is also busting my back so I'm sorry if there is a bit of a wait for the next part.

Oh and I know it was John Barrowman that was put in a bikinni when he was little but you can't say the thought of Rhiannon dressing up her little brother isn't funny.