Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood.
Sorry I have been away for a while, holidays, writer's block, school, boys, meh.

Previously: "You drove the SUV into the Water Tower?!"

Ianto waited for the cog door to roll open and walked through it swiftly. Jack followed hastily.

"Ianto, you know I was totally inebriated and... you didn't exactly stop me either."

Ianto sighed and rubbed his eyes, "I know Jack, but do you realise how much that's going to cost? Not to mention the repairs to the water tower." A familiar screech echoed around the Hub as Myfanwy called her greeting. Ianto and Jack both winced quietly as the sharp sounds invaded their sensitive ears.

"It's alright, her Majesty funds Torchwood anyway. I'm sure we can get a new SUV with better upgrades." Ianto looked weary but nodded. Jack suddenly looked around them.

"Where are the others? Do you think they made it home?"

"I doubt it-," Ianto was interrupted by a muffled groan coming from the boardroom. The two men looked at each other and simultaneously followed the sound. When they got there they found Gwen sprawled across one sofa, her hair mussed and tangled around her head, her clothing from the day before wrinkled and messed. She pressed a dainty hand to her throbbing head and only squinted up when she heard a familiar chuckle.

Jack advanced on her prone form, bent over and said louder than was necessary, "Gwen! How's my glorious ray of sunshine this fine morning?" The Welshwoman winced and pushed Jack away from her ear.

"Stop shouting Harkness, my head feels like it's going to explode," She mumbled, "What did you guys do after I passed out?" Jack grinned and turned to Ianto.

That's when he noticed that the younger male was staring at a totally different corner of the room, a small smile playing on his face. Confused, Jack followed his line of sight and came across one of the cutest scenes he had possibly ever seen in his long life. Owen was lay on his back across one sofa, one arm thrown over his eyes and the other wrapped around an equally asleep Toshiko Sato, who was happily using the medic's chest as a pillow. Their legs were tangled up together in a knot of limbs and even with their tussled hair; they still managed to look adorably perfect. It made Jack want to sing, dance and jump over rainbows in a meadow of fluffy white rabbits. Okay, not really. He wanted to go over and give them the fright of their lives. Jack grinned and eyed his sleeping prey. Before he could venture forward anymore, a firm hand on his chest stopped him.

"Wait a second, Jack. Before you spoil the moment let me go get something." The older male watched Ianto walk back down the stairs and return a minute later. He held up a silver digital camera.

"What's that for?" Ianto took some photographs at different angles.

"Just a reminder." Ianto replied.

"Mmhmm, sure," Jack looked at him, "Blackmail?" Ianto tried, and failed, to bite back a grin.

"Not so much Tosh than Owen though." Jack nodded, agreeing.

Ianto took one last picture and this time the flash went off. The searing bright light behind his eyes made Owen start awake, resulting in Tosh's squeak of surprise as she tumbled onto the floor less than gracefully. The two men stared at them.

"Oops." Ianto deadpanned. Jack frowned.

"That was my job." Myfanwy screeched again.

"Sorry, Sir." Jack opened his mouth to reply when a pained moan filled the room. Now both of Owen's arms were over his head as he risked a peek out from between them.

"Bloody hell, what the fuck did I drink last night?!" He heard a wince and looked down at the tech expert, "Y'alright Tosh?" Gwen came over, looking a bit better than she did before, and helped Tosh off the floor and onto the unoccupied sofa. They all looked up at Ianto. He rolled his eyes.

"Coffee, anyone?" They all nodded groggily. He had to smile at his ruffled teammates. Never before had they looked so unaware and hungover. Ianto went to the coffee machine and its gentle hum echoed around the Hub.

- TW-

When he returned with five steaming cups, the others were all situated around the large boardroom table. All but Jack (who was happily grinning around at them all) were holding their heads in their hands. Ianto smiled at the view and pulled out the camera from his pocket with one hand, balancing the tray precariously with the other, and took one picture. He thought he would print it and stick it up on a wall as a reminder of the consequences that were had when they let Jack mix alcohol.

Ianto finally entered the room and everybody gratefully reached for their mug. Once everybody was relaxed and the coffee had rejuvenated them a bit, Owen spoke.

"We all look complete and utterly smashed." Jack looked at the medic.

"You should see the SUV."

Ianto rolled his eyes. Just another day at the office.

Sorry I've been away for a while. My bad. Please review! Any ideas or requests, send them me in a review or pm (: