Thanks very much to Jantofan and Helen Pattskyn for reviewing. Glad you liked it:) Sorry about the last chapter, the little bit i wrote at the end got moved up to the middle of the story. Sorry!

I really hope this is good!

It had been a long day and Jack was in bed

It was very early but Jack was up. He couldn't sleep after that phone call from Ianto and besides, he couldn't stop worrying about him.

Ianto never got drunk. He was too sensible for that. Yet there he was-drunk.

Jack had heard drunken people and he had heard drunken people and Ianto was drunk.

Definitely.

So he had decided to come early and let himself in.

He met Owen on the way in.

"Jack! What the hell are you doing here so early?"

"Ahhhh…nothing…just couldn't sleep." Jack had tactfully avoided mentioning Yan just in case he wasn't there or it did turn out to be a dream.

Not that Jack had dreams of course.

"Yeah-nothing. Isn't it a bit early for you too Owen?"

"I, um, had some reports."

"Yah? I didn't know you did reports Owen…" Jack teased.

"Um…Tea-boy keeps nagging me."

Crap, Ianto again. Why did every conversation seem to involve him somehow? If only he could stop thinking of him.

…he said he loved me…

Damn! Why couldn't he stop this?

Oh. Owen was watching him. Had he said something…?

"Um…?"

"I said-Gwen phoned in and said she was going to be late today. Apparently she couldn't get through to you?"

"Really? Well, let her, she's been through a lot lately…the wedding and everything."

"Jack are you okay? You seem a bit…pre occupied…"

"I'm just…you know…I'm fine."

"Yeah." Owen said sceptically.

"Yeah."

They entered the Hub. Tosh was already there, tapping away at the main computer.

"Hey, Tosh! Ianto in? I could really do with some coffee…" Owen asked. Jack froze, waiting for her reply.

"I just got in. Ianto hasn't responded when I called out hi, but he could be asleep."

Just then the door opened and Ianto walked in.

He was wearing the same suit he had yesterday. There was vomit down his shirt and he lurched unsteadily from side to side.

"Hey! Itsh Jack…Jackie Chan. Hehehe…and Tosch and Owen and Owen again…"

"Were you drinking all last night?" Jack demanded.

"Nope…urgh-" Ianto swayed and collapsed. Jack was already there, waiting for him to fall. He caught the younger man and laid him down.

"Okay, you guys-I think Owen better take a look at him. He was drunk last night-he rang me. No, it was him. I think he's got alcohol poisoning. Tosh-you can carry on with what you were doing…"

Jack wandered into his office. He'd got good; when he was young, at stripping people and he'd quickly found the letter in Ianto's pocket. He took it out and looked at it.

Dear Jack,

Ooh-what does the letter say? Um...well i think i know! Please review, anyway!