A/N: Hey guys sorry for the delay I can't update very often these days but I'll try to give you the next chapter ASAP

Ianto flipped through the TV channels; it wasn't as if he wanted to watch TV, it was just a better way to pass time than to sit alone. It had been a week since his suspension had started. Jack, as he had promised, was there at the Welshman's doorstep every night for dinner. But to tell the truth, Ianto had started liking the Captain's company. In fact, as he sat here alone, Ianto wished Jack had made that offer to hang out again. He felt too lonely now; now that there was no hope, no future that he could cling on to. Moreover, it was only during his time with Jack that he was able to keep thoughts of Lisa away.

In the first two days of suspension, Ianto had been miserable to say the least. All he did was clutch onto his old memories and cry. But then something Jack said changed that. All the immortal had to say was that "Lisa wouldn't have wanted you give up everything like this; neither do I." Ianto wondered whose expectations had changed his mind but did it really matter? Yes, a small voice said inside his mind, because it was what Jack wanted, not Lisa. Lisa's gone. But after all this time of pretences and facades, Ianto could easily shut his mind and focus on other things. Why close the doors to these thoughts? his mind asked. Because Lisa just died, she deserves to be remembered; she loved me, it's betrayal if I –he answered but he could sense the hollowness there. No, it couldn't be, he couldn't be falling for Captain Jack Harkness. No, he couldn't.

Ianto's thought process was interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. Pretty sure that it must be Jack (who else ever came to visit him; he had no friends, he'd alienated his sister), Ianto went and opened the door, surprised (putting it mildly) to see Owen standing in front of him.

"Oh, Owen, come in," he offered.

"Yeah, I came in to check on you. Ya know, standard medical procedures and all that," Owen said as he took a seat and looked around. The place was neat and tidy, as expected from Ianto; a few showpieces but no photographs, Owen noted.

"Coffee?" Ianto asked, nodding in response to Owen's statement.

"Sure."

-XxX-

"Okay, so there's not much to be worried about but you need to start eating well, you're too weak. Are you even eating at all?"

"Well," Ianto answered sheepishly. "I have a proper dinner."

"What about lunch and breakfast, Teaboy?"

"Don't feel like it."

"Listen, I don't care whether or not you feel like it; all I know is you're having three proper meals daily now, take more of salads and stuff if you don't like a heavy meal. I don't want Jack kicking my arse because you can't bloody bring yourself to eat, get that?" Ianto smiled in his heart, understanding what Jack meant by Owen caring about him. "So that's it for now. I guess I'll see you in a week or so for your next examination. Or maybe earlier, ya know, if you wanna go for drinks sometime?"

"Uh- sure. How about tomorrow evening? If you don't have any plans, that is."

"Yeah, tomorrow it is then. See you."

-XxX-

At dinnertime, Jack was faithfully there at Ianto's apartment. However, Ianto noted that he hadn't brought any food with him. Understanding Ianto's puzzlement, Jack explained. "I thought, maybe we could go out somewhere for dinner tonight. It's been a week and you haven't been out at all. So, would you like to?"

"Yeah, sure. Just wait for a minute," Ianto said as he rushed in and changed into a jeans and T-shirt from his age old pyjamas.

Half an hour later, the two of them sat in a small Italian restaurant, enjoying their meal and each other's company.

"How's everything going at the hub?" Ianto asked.

"Well, things are running fine but the truth is that you spoilt us. We try cleaning up our own mess but the hub always seems to be a bit clustered. Owen's completely useless at administering Retcon, as is Gwen; they made a guy forget his girlfriend! That was fun to watch," Jack smiled as he remembered the event. "As for me, you already know that I was the one who Retconned Gwen, or rather tried to. These days, Tosh is doing it but you're the master. And most importantly, I plan to sue Starbucks, I'm sure they've been sending me some muddy water instead of coffee."

"Come on, they aren't that bad, Jack!" Jack smiled as Ianto addressed him by his name. Even on suspension, Ianto had continued calling him Sir. "Oh, I mean Sir," Ianto corrected himself on seeing Jack smile.

"Ianto, you can use at least my name when you're on suspension; we're both off-duty right now. And the coffee is horrible. Owen and Tosh agree with me about this. I literally fell asleep on my desk yesterday."

"Wait, who gets the coffee?"

"Gwen," Jack replied.

"I guess that's why your coffee tastes crap."

"You're suggesting that our PC Cooper's hands turn the coffee into something murky?"

"No, I didn't mean that!" Ianto quickly said, blushing slightly. Though I wouldn't disregard the possibility, he thought to himself. "I meant to say that Gwen drinks decaf; she wouldn't know your choice so she brings the same for everyone."

"Well, Ianto Jones, you solved our biggest problem," Jack said, smiling at the young man. "But still, I miss your coffee."

"How about some coffee after dinner, then?"

"That would be perfect."