Packed Lunches
Series 2, between episode 6 and 7. Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones. Words- 551
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Jack continued to drive at break neck speed down the deserted coastal road, aware that the sun was setting and darkness was closing in on them.
He knew it had been foolish to bring out the whole team on this field operation but the reports of mysterious disappearances around this part of the county had been falling onto his desk more that he would have liked and Jack grudgingly knew that he needed the whole team to help him stop this.
Tosh sat next to Jack at the front of the SUV, hastily typing numbers and data into her laptop whilst comparing it with the results on the Rift Scanner.
Jack glanced in the rear view mirror and saw Owen catch his eye before checking his gun for the sixth time, alongside Gwen who was nervously glancing outside the window, clutching her gun to her hip tightly. Ianto sat between them; his gun perched precariously on top of a large Tupperware box he had balanced on his lap. Jack caught his eye in the mirror and watched Ianto give him a tentative smile before coughing loudly and announcing to the entire car with forced cheeriness-
"So, I've brought everyone some sandwiches to save us stopping at a dodgy burger van again. Plus we all know how tetchy you can get Owen, without satisfactory sustenance."
"Did you make mine with brown bread?" Owen asked scathingly and Jack winced at the bluntness of the question.
"Yes, I made sure-
"I'm joking you fucking TWAT!" Owen roared at Ianto, interrupting his reply. Ianto glanced down at his shoes, clutching his gun gently and remaining silent.
"HEY! Leave the kid alone Owen." Jack reprimanded Owen, turning round in the drivers' seat to look at him quickly.
"No! You know what, Captain, I'm sick of Teaboy here acting as if we've all just magically forgotten that he ferreted away his tinfoil cyber whore until she escaped and attacked us all, almost killing us! And last time, with those twisted bastard cannibals who fucked us all up pretty good. And Ianto here whips out his Clingfilm and Tupperware as if that's the solution to all our problems!"
The SUV was silent for a moment before Jack pulled over, turned the car off and turned around in his seat to stare at Owen, his expression one of set determination.
"I said, leave the kid alone, Owen, or else I swear to God I'll let you walk from here. We've all had to deal with enough shit recently without you adding to the pile. So shut it."
Owen silently nodded his head at Jack, fiddling with his gun. Jack nodded at Ianto before turning the SUV back on and pulling back out into the road. Ianto nodded slightly in the rear view mirror as a way of thanking Jack and opened a Tupperware box, passing a sandwich to Jack. Jack grinned and bit into it, one hand on the steering wheel.
"Avocado and prawn, gets me every time. Thank Ianto"
"Sir" Ianto replied quietly, eyes still on the floor.
The SUV continued down the road for a moment or two before Owen pulled open a box, pulled out a sandwich and shoved a large amount into his mouth, moaning with appreciation.
"Fuck me, I'm hungry"
The entire team smiled.
A/N Not as fluffy as others would have liked but I'm really trying to get the character interaction as close to the series as possible. Tell me what you think, add a request and I promise, the next chapter is fluffy (: