Jack wasn't sure when it had happened, but he had actually managed to drift off to sleep at some point during the wee hours of

Jack wasn't sure when it had happened, but he had actually managed to drift off to sleep at some point during the wee hours of the morning. He discovered this fact when he rolled over and opened his eyes. It was brighter outside the office windows than it had been when he'd closed them, and therefore more time had passed than he'd meant to. He glanced around, suddenly realizing that he was not only waking up, but that he was waking up alone.

Ianto had left him a note however. It was sitting on the pillow that Ianto had slept on, and used the cork from their shared bottle of wine as a paper weight. Frowning slightly, Jack lifted the note, and read the tidy, masculine scrawl that he recognized from years of archive records and forms.

Jack,

I'm not too far, so before you start to worry, don't. I just went to take a shower, and put the coffee on. The others will be in soon, and I didn't want to wake you.

After all, you had a busy night. :)

Yours,

Ianto

Jack grinned at the cheeky little smiley face, and rolled to his feet. Maybe if he could get down to the showers before the rest of the team got in…but no, it was too late. He could hear the cog-wheel door sliding open and the sound of Tosh and Owen bickering. He sighed and headed back to his bunk. He'd need fresh clothing, for a start. After that, well, who knows, maybe he could sneak in and see Ianto getting dressed before the others realized that he wasn't already at the coffee machine.

Stretching languorously, Jack smiled to himself, and went to find a clean shirt.