A/N: This one is shorter than I expected, but the point that I ended it on just seemed right. I honestly heard the TW scene change music in my head, no jokes. Thanks for all the follows, favorites and reviews. I hope I have gotten back to everyone who I can.

Waking up in Jack's bed was something that had moved from the 'no way in hell' list in Ianto's brain to the 'nice thought but never going to happen' list so subtly that he couldn't actually remember when it happened. He had always felt more comfortable around Jack than anyone else on the team which made all the time he spent hiding Lisa and slinking around the Hub feel like even more of a betrayal. He fought against the images and feelings that were threatening to crowd his mind. All was forgiven, they were working on things there was no need to go there. Another thought entered his head, since when did he think of him and Jack as a they?

Jack had been awake for an hour or so, but just didn't have the heart to move apart from grabbing his PDA from the bedside table. Ianto was wrapped around his torso with his head on Jack's chest. The night before had been pretty heavy, why not let the kid rest. He knew if he ever called him a kid out loud he would have a very angry Welshman on his hands, but it was the truth. He was so young. He especially looked it right now. When he awoke, put on the suit he wore as emotional armour and the pressure of everything he had done or would do settled on his mind again, he would look older. This job shortened lives, one way or another. That feeling of dread that always hit Jack when he thought about what someone meant to him tried to rise in his chest. He sighed as he shook it off. Not going there, not today, he thought. We're just a good team, that's all.

The deep sigh was enough to make Ianto finally give up on the idea of sleep. He opened his eyes and saw Jack glance from him, to the PDA, then back to him. "Don't tell me. You're playing solitaire."

"I prefer minesweeper actually. But I was looking at the blueprints you got out of Lucy's computer. I think I might have a few ideas of places to check for Chris' message." Ianto sat up as Jack turned the pda so they could both look at it. "There is a maintenance corridor that runs on the other side of the building from the office suites." Ianto nodded in understanding. He leaned over to grab his watch before remembering that it was at the other end of the apartment, where he was supposed to be sleeping. Jack noticed, "It's 8:40 by the way."

"Tosh's appointment is at 10. We should be getting ready." Ianto's underwear clad form hopped out of bed giving Jack a lovely view as he gathered his t-shirt and pyjama bottoms from where they landed the night before. There was no denying the man was gorgeous. The night before had been great, Jack definitely wouldn't mind it happening again. Ianto wouldn't mind either, but pride on both sides seemed to indicate they wouldn't be discussing the future that much.

Tosh exited the cab, made her way into the Paradiso and up to the third floor. She approached Eric at reception. "Hanna Song for James Scott" she asked questioningly. Eric nodded and typed something into the computer.

"Have a seat Ms Song, they will be out shortly." Tosh took a seat in the plush waiting room. She was intrigued to see how the two men were getting along. It had been three weeks since they had left the Hub, had they made much progress? There hadn't been any more murders which was good, but she really wanted justice for Chris. He had been a really good man, he didn't deserve to die that way, alone. Before she got too morose Ianto appeared. She fought the urge to give him anything more than a polite professional smile.

"Ms Song it is lovely to see you again. If you would like to follow me?" Tosh nodded as he led her to the suite. Once they were inside and the door was shut she dropped her bag and hugged both men.

"Hi! How are you? Oh my! Jack, that suit!" He did a slight model turn.

"Well if I have to dress like everyone else, might as well do it in the best duds. How's Cardiff?"

"Quiet thankfully. Mainly just weevils and a few low flying spacecrafts that were easy to head off. However, the sooner the two of you get back the better. I'm about read to kill Gwen and Owen." Jack laughed.

"Well hopefully whatever you can help us with today will move things forward." Jack briefed her on the case while Ianto got her the first decent cup of coffee she had seen since they left.

"Shouldn't be too difficult." Tosh opened up her laptop propping it on the edge of Jack's desk. "Webmail clients are hard to trace but not impossible. Not for me." Sure enough, within an hour she had their first major clue in days. "The messages are all being sent from public computers in this building. Never the same station twice though. The cafeteria on the main floor, waiting areas on floors 3,4 and 7. Whoever it is they have afterhours access.

"So it has to be an employee or someone who rents an office." Ianto deduced

"Except as Caleb proved, the security here isn't exactly top of the line." Jack pointed out. He paused briefly before it hit him. "We need fresh messages. It's time to answer some of these pleas."