A/N: Thanks to those two people who reviewed. I do wish there was a separate Torchwood story so I cold read them all. Lol.

Disclaimer: Don't own Torchwood or anything like that.

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Ianto grinned as Owen ran past, holding Gwen's mobile high above his head.

"Give it back!" whinged Gwen, racing after him trying to grab it back.

"Gotta be faster than that, Cooper." laughed Owen dancing away just out of her reach.

Ianto heard another laugh from behind him and turned to see Tosh leaning against the wall behind him. She grinned at him. Ever since Tosh had started seeing this girl she'd met in a bar she'd been doing a lot of grinning.

"Wouldn't guess they were getting married in two months, would you?" said Tosh, nodding in Gwen and Owen's direction who were now play wrestling on the floor, both trying to gain possession of Gwen's mobile.

"Owen! No! That tickles!" cried Gwen, her voice barely discernable through the giggles.

"Shouldn't have told me that." said Owen, pinning her to the floor and tickling her mercilessly.

"Owen. Owen! Please stop!" shrieked Gwen, trying to defend herself and failing.

Owen ceased his assault but didn't let her up. Gwen watched him apprehensively for a few moments before reaching up and pulling his lips down onto hers.

"Get a room!" cried Tosh, flinging a screwed up ball of paper at the pair.

Gwen pushed Owen off her looking slightly embarrassed but Owen just grinned at them, unashamed.

"Sorry." said Gwen, avoiding Tosh and Ianto's eyes.

Owen shook his head exasperatedly and marched away in the direction of the cells. Gwen watched him for a moment before dashing after him and linking her arm with his. Tosh gave a small sigh.

"S'pose I should get on my work if those two aren't."

"I'll make you a coffee." said Ianto, walking away in the direction of the kitchen.

Suddenly Ianto's foot slipped out from beneath him and he was sent sprawling to the floor. Swearing in welsh, he looked around and spotted the screwed up piece of paper Tosh had thrown earlier.

"See," he said to no-one in particular "This is why I get annoyed when people don't tidy up after themselves."

"I guess we should try a bit harder. Need a hand?" asked a voice from behind him.

Ianto spun round, receiving numerous frictions burns in the process, and found himself staring up into the handsome face of captain Jack Harkness.

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A/N: What thinks you? More is winging its way onto the internet soon. :D