Wrong Place, Wrong Time

a Torchwood story

by RoadrunnerGER

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, RTD and the BBC do. Long live Ianto Jones!

Summary: On an early night off Ianto Jones learned the hard way that when everything about your job is unexpected, it's the everyday dangers that could kill you. Janto, set s2

A/N: Thank you for your comments. I like to give Toshiko the room she deserves and I'm so glad I could get Owen right. I didn't know something like this really happened, but had seen a similar premise in episodes of different shows like Criminal Intent or Flashpoint. Thanks again. Enjoy.

Chapter 8

"No, Swanson," Jack said, stopping her with a hand on her chest as she followed him to the SUV. "For you, this is the end of the line."

"You can't be serious!" Swanson exploded. "I helped you! You owe…"

"I don't owe you anything," Jack grunted. "When we took over, we allowed you to come along, but that ends now."

"Afraid of having a witness?" Swanson challenged.

Snorting derisively Jack put his hands on his hips and straightened up to full height. Not for the life of her would Swanson show that she was indeed impressed by his imposing stature.

"Why should I be afraid, Detective Inspector?" Jack asked icily. "We're acting according to our jurisdiction. There's nothing dodgy going on. Not at all."

"I can come with you, then," she pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.

Standing behind Jack Gwen and Toshiko chuckled to themselves while Owen smirked wryly. Ianto stepped up to Jack and put a hand on the small of his back. That was all he needed to do to appease the captain. Realizing that his partner was safe with him calmed Jack down and he reached around Ianto's waist to draw him closer. Then he breathed a kiss on his cheek what made Ianto blush.

Jack chuckled.

"After snogging me senseless a minute ago you blush at being kissed on the cheek?" he teased and laughed out loud when Ianto's face turned crimson. "You're adorable," he murmured and, preventing him from turning away, kissed him full on the mouth. Even Owen snorting could not stop him. Once he released Ianto Jack turned to Swanson again.

"We won't kill them if that's what you're afraid of," he said. "But they deserve severe punishment for what they did to Ianto."

"They belong in jail," Swanson stated. "You can't bend the law to suit you."

"They do belong in jail," Jack replied. "But can you prove their guilt yet? Do you know their names?"

Swanson shook her head. "No."

"Once we find them we can bring them to justice," Jack explained. "We may not do it your way, but they will do the time they deserve." Saying that he hugged Ianto a little tighter.

"Jack, I need to breathe," the Welshman complained.

"Just making sure you're safe and sound here with me," Jack murmured and could not help but kiss him again.

"You're incorrigible."

"And you love me for that."

"Insatiable git."

Laughing out loud Jack pulled Ianto close to his chest, Ianto wrapped his arms around Jack's neck, and they lost themselves in another crushing kiss.

Clearing his throat Owen grumbled, "Guys, there are kids around here. Save it for later."

Parting from Ianto Jack chuckled. "Best opportunity for them not to adopt the same prejudices you grew up with."

"I'm not prejudiced," Owen growled. "In my opinion you can do whatever you want to do… that doesn't mean that I have to watch."

"You don't know what you're missing," Jack smirked, seeing Ianto turn crimson once more.

"If you say so," Owen grunted. "Can we get back to work now?"

Jack looked at Ianto who nodded.

"Yes, it's time. Tosh?"

Checking on her PDA she replied, "The box is still stationary."

"All right," Jack said. "Owen, you'll take up position at the delivery address while we go and examine whatever evidence there is. Gwen, you're on surveillance."

"Okay," Gwen confirmed.

Jack wanted to start toward the park's exit but Ianto did not move. When Jack looked at him questioningly Ianto nodded at Swanson. Jack shrugged and Ianto rolled his eyes. What, Jack mouthed, gesturing impatiently. Ianto directed his gaze to the sky as if to call a higher authority.

"And to make sure that they have an iron clad case for the crown prosecutor," Ianto said, "DI Swanson will come with us."

No, Jack shook his head.

"Oh, yes," Ianto said.

"Ianto," Jack groaned.

Taking Jack's hand Ianto steered him a few steps away from the group. "You know it's the right thing to do, cariad. DI Swanson stuck her neck out for us when she ordered her men to stand down. A jurisdictional fight could have cost me my head."

"We already had the signal…"

"I didn't know at that point, and neither did Swanson. I want those bastards to go to jail and I know that we can do that on our own. But this is not a Torchwood case, Jack…"

The captain wanted to interrupt, but Ianto did not let him, silencing him by putting a hand over his mouth.

"It's a police matter. If the men hadn't have taken me we would have heard about it on the news like everyone else. We probably would have listened in to the radio call, but we would never have thought about interfering with the investigation. You agree so far?"

Jack nodded as his mouth was still covered.

"Good. So you're going to invite DI Swanson to join us to make sure the evidence is secured properly. We're going to catch the bad guys and she is going to see them charged." He paused for effect. "That will assure that our relationship with the police doesn't get any worse. Try to build up some goodwill for a change. Okay?"

He released Jack who looked at him sheepishly.

"Okay."

"Good. Go ahead."

"Can't you…?"

"Who's the boss?" Ianto challenged.

Biting his bottom lip Jack grimaced. "I am."

With an inviting gesture Ianto pushed Jack toward Swanson.

"DI Swanson, you're with me," Jack said. "So hurry up before I change my mind."

Rolling his eyes Ianto followed Jack and suggested, "How about having Gwen ring up PC Davidson? As he's her former partner, he would be a good choice to join her at the post office."

"Gwen? You heard that?"

"Yes."

"Good. Then you know what to do."

"Yep."

Once they reached the entrance Gwen and Owen each walked to their cars while Toshiko, Swanson, Jack, and Ianto went to the SUV.

"What are we going to do now?" Swanson wanted to know.

"We're going to the Hub in order to examine the evidence," Jack told her, threading the car into the traffic.

"That should be done properly by SOCO."

Jack glanced at the rearview mirror incredulously while Toshiko and Ianto shared a look of disbelief.

"I doubt that they are better equipped than we are," Toshiko said.

"But…"

"Really, Swanson," Jack chuckled. "You'll be surprised by what we can do."

Snorting with displeasure Swanson sat back in her seat.

"Is this the moment when you tell me that you'll have to kill me once I saw your base and what you're doing there?"

Laughing goodheartedly Jack replied, "Oh, we have other ways to assure our secrecy."

"Why am I not convinced those ways are any better?" Swanson challenged.

"You have my word that we won't harm you," Jack told her earnestly. "Really. It would be really bad publicity if something happened to you while you were our guest."

"I see," Swanson said thoughtfully. "So you wouldn't let me vanish like the bloke who murdered Sara and Mark Briscoe?"

"Why should we?" Jack huffed indignantly. "Though that's what might happen to Ianto's kidnappers."

"Jack," Ianto scolded.

"What?"

"Didn't we agree that we'll bring them to justice?"

"Yeah. Exactly what I was talking about."

Rolling her eyes Swanson leaned back in her seat, certain that she would not get any useful information out of them. She would have to wait and see for herself.

tbc…