For those of you who have seen this story on 'Teaspoon' I'm editing sections of this as I go along, the story will stay much the same, but little nuances of it will change.

"I didn't actually think you meant real weevil hunting," Ianto said through chattering teeth. The wind cut across them as they made their way around the dock and into the large warehouse. Jack in front of him laughed as he glanced again at his wrist strap.

"So, I'm getting you here under false pretences. Next time you can stay in the SUV, naked and handcuffed."

Ianto rolled his eyes. "No, thank you, once was enough."

Jack gave a full bellied laugh at the memory. "You handcuff me in embarrassing positions all the time."

"In the hub, in private, not in the SUV and proceed to park in on a busy street."

"It's got tinted windows, only I know you're in there," Jack said, hinting at the fact that was the entire point. After he had left Ianto there and disappeared off shopping for half an hour. "And you know exactly why I did it."

Even Ianto managed a smile at that. "You do find interesting ways to get revenge."

Jack gave another laugh, but then as they moved around a corner all of that changed. The set of Jack's shoulders shifted and he raised his gun. Ianto shadowed him, gun also at the ready as they moved into the open warehouse. The wind gave a high whistle as it blew through the broken windows and several pains rattled. Ianto turned ready as he heard a sound but he soon identified it as falling glass. The wind was just increasing the damage to the already ruined building.

"Ianto."

He came back to attention as Jack's call, jogging the last few paces to keep up with him. Jack looked left and Ianto right and they both found exactly…

"Nothing," Jack said.

"Yep."

"I could have sworn I picked up a trace of…"

"Jack?" Ianto turned his gun ready as he looked directly in front of them. The light was tiny, no more than a pin prick that anyone else would have either not seen or dismissed as a trace of snow, or maybe just a speck of dust. Ianto however had a slightly different view on the world, plus the tiny light didn't seem to be behaving in a particularly normal fashion.

It was dancing around, up and down, from side to side and occasionally in a circle, paying no heed to the harsh prevailing wind that was blowing in from their left. Jack turned, gun ready, and frowned as he saw the same thing. His gun dropped for a fraction of a second but raised again as the light grew a little bigger and started to glow a fraction brighter.

"What the hell…?"

"Jack?" Ianto looked at him, wondering what to do. They couldn't shoot a dancing speck of light. "What is it?"

"I don't know, we should…"

The sudden flash was blinding. It seemed to surge from the glowing light, spreading out aiming directly at the pair of them as they stood there watching. Ianto felt a hard shove to his shoulder, sending him sprawling on the floor. He turned in time, putting a hand to his eyes to shield them, to see the light shoot towards Jack. It hit him full on sending him flying backwards.

The glowing orb exploded on impact and then everything returned to the dim light of the late afternoon. Ianto blinked several times trying to shift the flashes of light that danced before his eyes. Slowly he sat up, gun still held in his right hand and he looked over to Jack.

Jack was lying face down on the damp ground, but to Ianto's relief he slowly started to move, getting up onto his hands and knees. Jack shook his head and exhaled heavily. He sat back on his heels and looked around, looking up and down and then around the warehouse. He got to one knee as Ianto made it onto his feet. He wavered for a moment; his eyes still a little sensitive, aching slightly every time he blinked.

He took a few steps forward and touched Jack lightly on the shoulder.

"You okay Jack?"

Ianto stumbled back as Jack lurched up in shock. He spun round and Ianto recoiled further as Jack pointed the gun at him, it was levelled at his face. Ianto could have taken that as reflex but Jack glared at him and backed up several paces, looking around in shock and keeping the gun pointed at him.

"What's going on?" Jack demanded.

"Jack?" Ianto said steadily. Jack glared at him, the gun still firmly levelled in his direction. Ianto didn't move. He looked Jack up and down carefully. "Jack, are you all right?"

Jack's eyes narrowed as he glared at Ianto and still the gun didn't waver.

"Do you mind not pointing that at me?" Ianto asked.

"Why?" Jack asked. He backed up even further. Ianto tried to follow him but he saw Jack's grip tighten on his gun, so he stopped. "How do I know you're not going to shoot me?"

Jack glanced down at the gun still held in Ianto's hand. Ianto looked at Jack. It didn't take a genius to work out something was wrong and the only way to deal with this was probably to reassure Jack he was at least safe.

"Okay," Ianto said.

Very slowly Ianto moved. He leant to his right and crouching slightly dropped his gun on the floor. As he stood up again he took two careful but very significant steps to his left away from it, keeping his hands raised.

"Now I can't shoot you, can I Jack?"

"Why do you keep calling me that, who's Jack?"

"You are," Ianto said. Great, he's been taken over by an alien, Ianto thought to himself. It was an easy enough assumption. Orb of bright light hits Jack; Jack becomes whoever was travelling in light. In their job it was not a great leap of faith.

"No, I'm not," Jack said.

"So, who are you then?" Ianto asked.

He watched Jack frown, his eyes rolled in his head, and he looked away slightly, tilting his head as he thought. Ianto waited. There wasn't much else he could do. Jack seemed confused, angry, almost frightened and with his gun primed and ready Ianto didn't fancy moving, unless he wanted to be shot. Which, quite naturally, he didn't.

For a moment Jack seemed to struggle with himself, looking around, seeing somewhere and someone that was very clearly unfamiliar to him. Eventually however he looked directly at Ianto, his eyes wide, suddenly more scared than angry.

"I… I don't know."

Ianto couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"What do you know?"

Jack's eyes began to grow even wilder.

"What do you remember?" Ianto asked. He changed the question a little starting to get a hint of what had happened to Jack.

"Waking up here," Jack said after another long, eye-rolling, pause. Ianto took a step forward. Jack jerked violently, his fingers moving on the gun, but he didn't back up which Ianto took as a slightly good sign.

"It's all right, Jack. Okay, I'm not going to hurt you," Ianto kept his voice low and steady as he took two steps forward. He kept his hands raised, trying to look at unthreatening as possible but also slightly assertive, while advancing on a frightened, gun-toting person. Jack stood still; he blinked a little as Ianto talked but Ianto saw the subtle body language as his arm relaxed slightly. As he came within touching distance Ianto reached up and took Jack's right wrist.

He could feel the tension running down his arm. His muscles were trembling with it. Ianto took another step, increasing his grip on Jack's wrist. As an added gesture of reassurance Ianto circled his thumb around the inside of Jack's wrist in what he hoped was a slightly intimate gesture. But he still kept his grip tight, hoping exert enough physical authority over Jack to get him to obey.

Gently he pushed Jack's arm down to his side. Ianto was forced to move even closer but he tried to leave a little space between himself and Jack. Just enough to allow Jack some level of personal space. Throughout the procedure Jack didn't move, he watched carefully, his eyes shuttling from side to side as he blinked rapidly. His body still remained tense. Ianto looked at him, hoping to see some sense of Jack lingering behind the blue eyes. But there didn't seem to be any of that. Instead he caught a sense of child-like innocence.

"Okay?" Ianto asked him. Jack leaned in a little closer and sniffed.

"You smell nice."

"Thank you."

Ianto wasn't quite sure how else to answer that.

"Very nice," Jack said, leaning in further.

"Hey! Are you guys all right?" Tosh's voice came over the coms. Jack jerked in panic, jumping back from Ianto, but Ianto kept the grip in his wrist. Jack threw up his left hand to scrabble in his right ear for his com. Ianto took the opportunity to slide his hand down and take the gun away from Jack. With both hands free he pulled the com away from his ear. Ianto pressed his own calmly, to activate it.

"Tosh, it's fine," Ianto said calmly. Jack stopped flailing and stared at him in shock. He backed up as he suddenly realised he didn't have his gun anymore and that Ianto was holding it.

"There was activity, right on top of your location. Did you see anything?"

Ianto gave a heavy sigh, looking at Jack. He was biting down on his lip, looking very glassy eyed.

"Yeah, erm… we've had a little incident. Can I explain it when we get back to the hub?"

"Are you all right? What about Jack?"

"Jack's fine. Look we'll come back straight away. I'll explain when I get back."

With that Ianto cut her off. He couldn't deal with them and Jack at the same time. Jack yanked hard on his com, snapping the device and throwing it away.

"Calm down," Ianto said.

"What was that!" Jack asked, his voice rising in panic.

"It's just a com device."

"Who was that?" Jack asked. His eyes strayed to the gun in Ianto's hand, and then to the one that Ianto had dropped on the floor.

"Do you want your gun back?"

Ianto held it out to him and Jack reached forward to snatch it back. Once he had it in his hands he didn't look like he knew what he wanted to do with it. Although it reassured Ianto that Jack didn't seem to want to point it at him again.

"Why don't you put it away?" Ianto suggested. Jack looked at him in shock. "The holster's on your belt." He added helpfully.

Jack looked down, moving the heavy material of his coat slightly, finding the holster. With shaking hands he managed to put the gun away. Ianto was half tempted to help him but since Jack was so spooked he just let him do it himself. After he had calmed a moment he managed to do it with the usual secure confidence. But then as he looked up he looked utterly insecure again.

"Better?" Ianto asked. Jack nodded, but he didn't look like he really believed it.

"Who was that?" Jack repeated his earlier question.

"That was Toshiko." Ianto explained calmly. "She works for you."

Jack frowned. "No, who'd work for me? Do you?"

"Yes I do, so does Tosh and there's Gwen and Owen as well."

"But I don't know them."

"Well, not at this moment in time, but you did and we'll fix… well, whatever's happened to you. We need to go back and see if we can work out what happened. Okay?"

Jack nodded, his brow furrowed as he looked at Ianto, trying to understand what he was saying. Ianto reached out a hand and was pleased that Jack at least met him a little of the way putting his own hand out so Ianto could take it. His slid his hand around Jack's holding it so he could hopefully reassure him.

"Come on," Ianto said. He paused as he turned and picked up his gun. He could have put it away on his belt, but he felt better keeping it in his hand, just in case. He walked slowly through the warehouse with Jack in tow, and Jack was not exhibiting any of his normal behaviour. He would have looked around, checked the area, even as an almost unconscious gesture. This time his eyes stayed on Ianto, watching him carefully. Ianto suspected the danger had gone but he kept himself on alert, just in case.

However they made it to the SUV without any further incident. The wind was still violently blowing, whistling as it moved between the large buildings. Jack jumped as he heard it but since Ianto didn't pay any attention to him, or it, he settled down quickly enough. Ianto paused in front of the SUV.

"Keys?" he muttered to himself. Then he turned to Jack. "You've got them. I'd better drive, I think."

Jack looked surprised, put patted his coat up and down, fumbling in the material to attempt to find the right pocket. He glanced at Ianto.

"Do I normally drive then?" Jack asked.

"Yes, but I'd rather you didn't drive while you're in… you're current condition."

Ianto watched Jack fiddle for his pockets a moment longer before stepping forward and sliding his hand into Jack's right trouser pocket, where he knew the keys were. Jack jumped in surprise, and his eyes widened as Ianto gathered up the keys and extracted them from Jack's trousers. As he stepped back Jack grinned at him.

"Sorry," Ianto said, ignoring the grin. "But we might have been a while there, and it's too cold to stand about.

Jack bit down on his lower lip and nodded seriously, his eyes were just nothing more than the picture of lost innocence. Jack, in his normal state couldn't have pulled that off in a million years. Ianto cradled the keys in his palm and then activated the door locks.

"It's all right." He reached up and took Jack's arm to guide him to the passenger side of the vehicle. Jack moved with him, again just accepting Ianto's authority.

"We'll get you back to the hub and see if we can work out what's happened to you."

Jack gave a slight nervous smile and scrambled into the SUV. Ianto walked around the front of the car and got in the other side. Jack had already put his seatbelt on and he watched Ianto start the SUV, putting it in gear. Jack watched the entire procedure intently, and then looked up at Ianto. Ianto nearly stalled the SUV at Jack's next movement as he reached out and touched Ianto's nearest thigh, moving it up towards his groin. Ianto took his wrist and moved Jack's hand back, putting it in his lap.

"Not now Jack for God's sake!"

It was going to be a very long night.