Jack looked up from the stack of paper work in front of him and smiled. After getting Kieran back from Tosh's apartment, Ianto had relaxed slightly and had apologised now he was trying to show Kieran how to use the coffee machine. Trying being the operative word. Jack smiled and went back to the stack of papers with a small sigh. Ianto had promised to take Jack out to dinner if he got half the paperwork in his desk done. Nothing like motivation Jack thought to himself. He looked down at the pile of papers he had done and the ones that needed to be completed. One was substantially larger than the other. Smirking he wondered what Ianto would say when he found Jack had done all of his paper work. Better yet, what would he do? Before he could let his fantasies get the better of him, Jack's attention was captured by the tanned hand on top of his. Following the arm up, he was met by the grey eyes of his Welshman. How did he creep up like that? It was ……creepy.
'Only half Jack.' Both men smiled at each other before Jack shrugged nonchalantly.
'Figured the reward would be better if I did it all.' He winked at Ianto who just stared back.
'I said I'd take you out for doing half – there might not be a reward if you do all. On the other hand you might even have to forgo dinner as a punishment for not listening to me.' Jack smirked and made his way to Ianto. Pulling him close, he felt the Welshman's breath on his cheek.
'Okay, I'll forgo dinner if you spend the night with me.' He pulled back so Ianto could see the gleam in his eyes. Ianto stuttered and blushed.
'We…Well...I could….I mean I suppose I could cancel our table.' Jack beamed and released his lover.
'Sorted then,' He made his way out of his office and leaned over the railing above his team's work stations. 'Everybody out!' He bellowed. They all jumped and glanced up at Jack. Cringing Ianto raced out of the office and stood by Jack.
'Everybody in.' He called over the railing. Jack looked at him in surprise – as did the rest of the team.
'Get out!' Jack yelled. Everyone jumped again and went for their things – bar Ianto.
'Stay in.' They all stopped.
'Out.' They moved for their coats.
'In.' They stopped again watching the two men banter in confusion.
'Out.'
'In.'
'Out.' Jack stood to face Ianto.
'In.' Ianto mirrored the action.
'Out.'
'In.'
'Out.'
'In.'
'Out – I am your boss Ianto listen to me.'
'In – I am your lover Jack listen to me.' Tosh gasped and Owen's jaw dropped. Gwen and Kieran just stared at the men not overly bothered as they already knew.
'Out – you said you'd spend the night with me and how are we supposed to get started with the team still here. You can't go back on your word Yan.' Owen went deathly pale and Tosh burst into giggles – that explained a LOT.
'In – I said 'night'. It's only four. Get back to your paper work or I won't even take you out to dinner let alone spend the night with you.' Jack's face fell before he grinned wickedly.
'Out.' Ianto rolled his eyes knowing exactly what Jack was trying to do.
'In.'
'Out.'
'In.' Their speech sped up, each one waiting for the other to make a mistake.
'Out.'
'In.'
'Out.'
'In.'
'Out.'
'Out.'
'Ha!' Jack punched the air. 'You heard him, get out.' Ianto furiously thought of a way out – then he found the answer.
'You want your team gone right Jack?'
'You bet Yan – Tosh take Kieran will you?' Tosh nodded.
'You heard him guys he wants the whole team out. Gwen fetch my coat please?' He turned to go when Jack gripped his wrist.
'Yan what are you doing?'
'You want the team to leave and I'm part of that team. I said I'd spend the night with you and I will but for now I'm going for a drink with my team mates. Get some paper work done love; you never know I might return with a treat.' He winked and made his way to the cog door with the others. Jack watched ion frustration as Ianto left. Kicking the door as he walked into his office Jack decided he would not let Jones Ianto Jones get one over him. No way in hell.
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Three hours later Jack leaned back happily. He had done all his paperwork. And Gwen's and Tosh's and even Owen's. He had left Ianto's knowing he would only annoy the Welshman further if he had done it. Putting the papers into the drawers Jack left the office and put the post-it note on the door. Snickering lightly, he went around the hub placing all the post-its up and leaving various items of clothing along with them. Once he was done he snuck to his hiding place.
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When he opened the cog door and was met by silence, Ianto Jones panicked. Hastily making his way to Jack's office trying to calm his racing heart. Upon reaching the door he almost fainted with shock. On the door was a single post-it note. Frowning out of confusion, Ianto leaned closer and read the post-it.
Things contained within it take life but can also save lives.
Knowing exactly what Jack was doing Ianto smiled, so that's how he wanted to play it did he? Smiling widely, Ianto thought of all things which took life. Death, water, Jack Harkness, Bombs, Weapons….Guns. They could all save lives too but which one did Torchwood have. Groaning Ianto rolled his eyes at how long it had taken him to find the answer. Guns…kill aliens and save Torchwood. That meant they were stored in the armoury…which was where Jack was hiding. Too easy Jack. Ianto grinned and made his way to the armoury, loosening his tie in the process. This was going to be fun.
Upon reaching the armoury, Ianto looked for Jack but only found darkness. Switching on the light, he growled in frustration when he found another post-it note. Walking over, he found Jack's gun and read the note.
Cold when one person is in but steaming with two people in it.
Ianto's immediate thought was coffee. Don't ask him why but it was. Shaking it away he thought logically. Cold with one, hot with two. Thinking of all things ranging from Antarctica and Clothes, Ianto realised he was dealing with Captain Jack Harkness. He had to think of the crudest thing possible. But it had to be in the hub. Showers? No…they were steaming on their own. Hot room? It was hot with only one person in it. Boardroom? That was NEVER hot. Jack's bunk. Ianto rolled his eyes – of course it was his bunk. Groaning he rolled his sleeves up and walked around the hub to Jack's bunk.
Arriving at the bunk, Ianto climbed down into it. On the pillow was Jack's gun pouch. Frowning at the pouch, Ianto pushed it to the floor eagerly picking up the post-it note.
COD's are found here.
COD's that was Cause of Death's. Well it had to be the autopsy – the only place they cut up aliens. Smiling at the lack of effort and discreetness in the note, Ianto made short work of the walk to the autopsy bay. He found the next post-it note along with one of Jack's boots. Frowning out of the weirdness of it, Ianto read the note.
I hold water back and without me you'd most likely drown.
The dam wall. Jack really was losing his touch. Ianto smirked as he made his way to the dam wall. He was making it too easy. He found the note along with Jack's coat and quickly read it.
Gwen walks in here at the most impromptu moments.
Frowning Ianto sat to think. Impromptu moments? Gwen walking in? He scratched his head and then blushed darkly. Gwen walking in on him and Jack in the middle of them…..standing, Ianto made his way to the hot house. Finding Jack's shirt along with a post-it, Ianto began to wonder what Jack's game was. He picked up the shirt and read the note.
The centre of Torchwood and us.
The centre…Ianto looked around the hub and his gaze rested on the tower. That explained the centre of Torchwood but the centre of them? Then he remembered. They were near the tower when he and Jack had first decided to go the whole way. Heading down the stairs and across the hub, Ianto came to face the tower and another post-it along with Jack's sock. Ignoring the sock, Ianto read the note.
I like to have the upper hand.
Upper? Upper…Upper….Upper deck? Ianto frowned – surely not THAT easy? But it was – even from here he could see the post it – along with another sock. Smiling ever so slightly, Ianto made his was over to the post-it, and the sock, and read the clue before frowning.
I went through these before we 'found' each other.
Ianto ran his hands through his hair. Jack had gone through a lot of things. Time, Women, Men, Condoms. Shaking his head Ianto decided that wasn't it. He had gone though them before they had found each other. Found. Found as in 'I've found you' or found as in I've slept with you so I've found you? Shaking his head in frustration Ianto went back to the night when he ahd first slept with Jack. He had been looking in the Wuthering Heights book. Which ahd been in Ianto's drawer. Which Jack had gone through. Smiling in satisfaction, Ianto went over to the team's workstations and spotted the post-it on his drawer. Stalking over to it he ripped it off and read it.
Life has left those who rest here.
Looking around for inspiration Ianto realised that Jack's trousers were folded neatly by the bottom of his drawers. Gulping Ianto realised they were the trousers Jack had been wearing that day. Which meant for them to be here Jack had taken them off and was just in his boxers or…something less? A heat crept up Ianto's neck and he fiddled with the collar of his shirt nervously. Clearing his head of a boxer less Jack, Ianto tried to figure out his clue. Life has left those. So without life they were … dead? And dead people were stored in the morgue.
Setting off Ianto managed to calm down and regain the sensible head he had been born with. That was until he reached the morgue. There by the caskets was Jack's top he wore under the famous blue shirt. Swallowing thickly Ianto realised Jack was around. And he was topless and trouser less. Closing his eyes to regain some self control, he read the post-it trying to ignore the white top less than a foot away.
You denied us here.
I denied us? Them as a couple or what? Sitting with his back to the caskets Ianto thought. He has never denied that he was working for Jack – only that he had spent the night with him. But that had been ages ago – surely Jack couldn't remember where he had. Ianto scrunched his eyes up to concentrate. He had denied sleeping together with Jack to Owen the day after it happened. In front of Jack – that was how he knew. Ianto struggled to recall the memory when it came to him. The meeting they had…Owen claiming he had beaten Ianto to work and that Ianto had never left work. The boardroom. The team's daily meeting.
Sighing at the less happy memory Ianto made his way to the boardroom. Upon entering he found the post-it stuck to his usual chair with Jack's wrist strap on the table. He walked over and read the post-it.
Waiting for you where this all started.
Ianto frowned and then added up the items Jack had left him. Gun and pouch, boots, socks, shirt and undershirt, trousers, coat and now the wrist strap. Which meant that Jack only had his boxers left. Crikey was the one thought running through Ianto's head. Clearing it he read the clue again. Where it all started. The game or them? Settling for the game Ianto found it had all started a Jack's office. Groaning about insufferable Captains Ianto made his way to the office in question and stopped at the last pos-it note. On the floor was Jack's last item of clothing. His boxers. Swallowing, Ianto read the note.
Now you've made it, open the door and spend the night with me.
Ianto smiled and swung open and his jaw dropped. In his chair facing the door was Jack. Stark naked. Ianto felt his mouth go dry. He smirked wickedly.
'Now you've had your fun let me have mine.' Ianto swung the door shut and made his way to Jack, eyes gleaming with mischief.
A/N Sorry for the long update. Hope this made up for it! Reviews are appreciated.
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