As the weeks begin to blend together…
Ianto brought a fresh cup of coffee and a sandwich to Jack's office. From the mutinous expression on Jack's face, he was stuck on one of those interminable calls with the PM again.
"Yes, sir. I do understand that. But please see our point of view on this issue. UNIT does not have any jurisdiction over us and anything we provide them is something we do only as a courtesy between our groups." He nodded gratefully as Ianto placed the mug and plate on his desk. "Uh huh, that's right. I do understand the delicate position you are in, sir. But we're already strapped for resources here. I can't hold their hands because I've got enough going on. Yes sir." He rolled his eyes as Ianto leaned against his chair, rubbing the back of his neck. Ianto knew that anytime UNIT was involved Jack ended up with a tension headache. Add the PM to that mix and he probably had a raging migraine at the moment.
Jack pulled a piece of paper towards him and scribbled on it. Looking over his shoulder, Ianto saw he had written 'Please kill me!' He chuckled softly. Jack tilted his head back and pleaded with his eyes. Shaking his head, Ianto stepped back and Jack moved forward to write some more. 'I'll make it worth your while!'
Ianto gave him a stern look and shook his finger. Jack covered the mouthpiece and whimpered softly. A moment later, he was distracted by whatever had been said on the phone. "Sir, please! I have to protest that request! I know they mean well, but we don't need their help. We're doing just fine on our own and I really can't have them mucking up my operations here. Yes, I know. But a visit is out of the question!"
Ianto moved about the room, picking up a report that had fallen off of the desk and pointing a finger towards Jack's coffee which was getting cool. Jack absentmindedly obeyed, taking a sip and closing his eyes in appreciation for the taste. It also had the desired effect of getting him to eat as well. As Ianto left, he heard Jack continue to discourage the idea of a UNIT visit to Cardiff. The other man knew what a potential disaster that could be. Convincing the Prime Minister of that was another story. Ianto was glad he wasn't the one having to explain it to him…
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