Tosh was asleep when it happened, sprawled out on the HUB's couch trying to catch a few moments of sleep.

Owen was cleaning when it happened, having returned hours ago from finding no other John Hart clues or traps.

Jack was pacing when it happened, worried about how exactly he was going to convince Ianto to choose him over John. Suddenly a bright flash of light echoed through the HUB, the resulting spike of energy nearly sending the HUB into lockdown.

Jack was the first to react, stopping the lockdown while storming down from his office in a flurry of coat and fury. How dare that man come into his HUB after everything he had done? Jack was greeted by the sight of Owen training a gun on a very angry looking John, and Tosh standing by the couch arms crossed over her chest menacingly, though her eyes betrayed her sleepiness.

"What the hell do you think you're doing her John? What the hell! Come to snatch someone else that I care about?" Jack was seeing red. This man was keeping Ianto from him.

"No Harkness, I came here to ask you a question." John spat.

Tosh had no idea why the other man was angry, but it was nearly as violent as Jack's. The two men were facing each other now, mere inches from one another's face. Owen and Tosh shared a look of confusion, but neither moved, not wanting to lose anything that they gained through Jack's approach.

"What John. Is it, did I enjoy your little ledge climbing exercise? Then the answer is no." John laughed menacingly.

"Did you ever love him?" There. Right in the heart. If Jack could have doubled over in pain then he would have.

"What do you mean, Hart?" Owen was behind John now, grabbing quickly and latching on a pair of Jack's "Time Agent Proof" cuffs.

"Blue Gillespie."

Owen tugged the man away down into the interrogation room were Jack would deal with him later. As soon as John was out of sight the Captain sagged down onto the couch. The wounds that John's words attacked were still all too fresh.

"Tosh, find out what Blue Gillespie is."

"On it" The technician dashed to her computer doing a preliminary Google search of the name. "The most predominant result is for a band." Tosh sounded puzzled, not understanding why a random band would cause so much anger.

"What is the information on them?"

A few more clicks of the keys. "It appears to be a Progressive Metal band, out of Cardiff. A few albums not really anything spectacular."

"What about the band members?"

"Gareth Lloyd on Vocals, Anthony Clark on guitar, Rhys Bryant on bass, and Nick Harrison on drums."

"Do any of them have any connection to Ianto, past relationships, old school mates, anything like that?" Tosh entered the names into the computer quickly find matches for all of them. All but one.

"This Gareth Lloyd person doesn't seem to exist." Jack stood.

"Can you dig up a video or pictures of them performing, and something we can use to identify him."

"Here is a link to their YouTube."

She clicked it and a dark stage filed the screen. A man stood on the stage, announcing the next band as Blue Gillespie. The three band members joined the stage, the guitarist taking the mike.

"Alright Cardiff! We have a special treat for you tonight, Blue Gillespie's founding singer, and fellow Cardiff child, has worked it out so he could join us tonight. Everyone give a warm welcome to Gareth Lloyd."

There were applause and slender man in tight black jeans and a grey studded T walked on stage, the shadows and his hair working to conceal his features.

"Whoever he is, he is amazingly attractive in those Jeans." Suddenly the sounds of a rock band filled the air, as the band began their song. You could see the singer tapping his foot to the rhythm before his cue. Suddenly the head shot up, the lights off the stage hitting him in full. His eyes ripped open and Jack's jaw fell.

"Ianto!" Tosh fell back into her chair, nearly toppling over.

"No no no no no Tea-Boy! In a rock band." Owen put his hands over his eyes dramatically. "And he's bloody good!"

Tosh had to give him that. The deceptively mild mannered man really could sing. His voice was deep, and perfectly suited to the music. "I never." She choked caught up in the sight. Ianto was good, amazing really, from his stage presence to his voice.

"I've never seen Ianto like this. I never even thought he could sing, let alone in front of all those people. I mean he's usually so bashful." Jack nodded, the only time that he had ever seen the Welshman in that sort of a state, confident, and self-assured, was in the bedroom. The Captain never would have that that he shared this sight with anyone. Yet even fully clothed Ianto held him captive, every movement and every note drawing him closer and closer, until his fingers touched the screen. A subtle cough from behind held a sly looking Owen.

"Umm, Jack, we are still here mate." Jack blushed, definitely a feat for the immortal.

"Sorry, it's just. Wow." Tosh nodded, sympathetic. Even she had felt herself flush with both excitement over the gorgeous and talented man on the screen, and shame for never realizing that side of her friend existed.