AN: Enter stage left our favourite villain. Things are about to get a little stressful…

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In the centre of the city John Hart was sat on the rooftop of a multi-storey car park with his legs dangling over the edge when his wrist strap beeped. Pushing back the sleeve of his red coat he pressed a button and smirked as the holographic image of Jack Harkness appeared before him.

"Hey there stranger – long time no see. Just wondering what you're doing… who you're doing… whether you fancy doing me." Jack grinned. "You know where to find me if you still want me… which I'm sure you do. Who wouldn't? Don't take too long. I miss you John." Jack winked and the projected image faded.

"Well well well, if good old Jack hasn't figured it out. Or come to his senses of course." John said smugly as he jumped down from the ledge and stalked his way across the top floor of the car park, making his way down the ramps and finally popping out onto the Cardiff street below. Turning right as he exited he set off down towards the Bay area, arriving quickly at the Plass and placing himself in the centre of it, smirking up at the CCTV camera knowing full well that Jack would be monitoring the situation from his base below.

It didn't take long for the inevitable to happen and Jack appeared, walking over from the base of water tower where he had emerged seconds before.

"You always were keen." Jack smirked as he reached John.

"You always gave good reason to be." John replied.

"Come on." Jack said setting of back towards the invisible lift, John following closely. As they boarded the lift Jack set its descent into motion and it soon drifted down into the Hub, where Owen and Tosh were waiting expectantly.

"Oh the welcoming committee. Man I've missed you guys." John said jumping down from the stone.

"You won't be surprised the feeling isn't mutual." Owen snarled.

"Aren't we missing one?" John asked glancing back at Jack who was stepping calmly off the stone, his eyes never leaving John.

"She's on honeymoon." Tosh said.

"Not who I was referring to sweetheart. Where is he Jack?" John asked turning around to face him.

"Who?" Jack asked.

"Oh he's about five foot ten, brown hair, wonderful suits, delicious face, cute arse. I'm sure you know better than I do." John smirked.

"He's not here John. Now what the hell do you want?" Jack asked angrily.

"You Jack. It's all I ever want. You. But for some strange reason, you don't seem to be able to find any time for me in eternity, which I find bewildering. All that time available to you, and you're wasting it here with these idiots. There's a whole universe out that Jack, just waiting for us." John said.

"You have no idea about these people, about this place. You don't know what you're missing." Jack enthused.

"Well if that's the case, looks like I better make the decision easier for you then." John said pulling out his gun and shooting Owen in the shoulder.

TW

Ianto was curled up on the bed in Jack's quarters, his head nestled deep in the new fluffy pillows he'd bought a few days earlier, the soothing scent of Jack already present on them. As he led there in the eerie half light of Jack's room he began to wonder if they would ever get a day without some form of drama ever again, or if such luxuries were a thing of the past now he was with a man like Jack. As he allowed the warmth of the room and the scent of Jack to settle his angst-ridden nerves he flinched in shock as he heard what sounded like a gunshot echoing around the Hub. Sitting upright quickly he swung his legs off the bed and walked slowly towards the ladder, resting his hands on the rungs for a moment as he took a deep settling breath, before climbing up the ladder slowly and easing the hatch door open. Climbing cautiously out but remaining as low to the ground as he could he crept across the office floor and peered nervously around the open door and down into the Hub. Tosh was crouched on the floor over the body of Owen, pressing her hand firmly onto his shoulder in an attempt stem the prominent flow of blood with the shirt she'd been wearing that day over her tshirt. From the wincing noises that the medic was making it was clear that he was still conscious and hopefully in no immediate danger. Ianto glanced in the other direction and spotted Jack stood with his Webley trained on the figure of a man he recognised to be John Hart who was swaggering around the Hub. Ianto listened hard and could just about make out the conversation they were having.

"So Jack – seriously – where is he? Your latest shag? Or is this one serious for a change, I mean he has been socialising with your team, and that is novel for you." John asked.

"He's probably at home John. And you know as well as I do that I don't do serious. He's just someone to pass the time." Jack said.

"Really?" John exclaimed. "You've looked pretty cosy together for a passing fancy." He pointed out.

"Gotta keep them sweet haven't I? Can't have him thinking he's just another in a very long list. It's all part of the routine, and it never fails." Jack replied.

Ianto slumped onto the floor of the office, mentally trying to reassure himself that Jack was just acting to get John to trust him, but also fighting the nagging sensation that he was being totally honest.

"Well he's certainly cute Jack. Maybe when he comes out of hiding, I can have a go myself." John leered.

"Maybe you can." Jack replied tightly.

"So you admit he is hiding? Do I get to play hide and seek with the Eye Candy?" John asked grinning enthusiastically as he jumped up and down, clapping his hands together.

"Shit." Jack sighed as he realised his mistake.

"Tell you what, if I find him I get to shoot him. If he comes out on his own, I get to play with him first." John offered.

"No chance." Jack replied as he cocked his weapon and aimed at John's head.

"You see that doesn't scare me Jack. You don't have the balls to shoot me. So I'll just go hunting, unless you can tempt him out yourself." John sneered.

"He doesn't need to." Ianto said calmly as he stepped out of Jack's office.

"Ianto stay out of this." Jack said.

"I think we can all agree that's not going to happen Jack." Ianto said as he walked down the steps, taking up his place beside Jack. "It's down to me he's here after all." He said as he scowled at John, who just sneered back.

"Jack he's losing a lot of blood." Tosh called from her place on the floor, breaking the tension that was forming between the three men.

"Take him to med bay." Jack ordered, his eyes never leaving John's.

"Move him, and I'll shoot you both in the head." John snarled as Tosh tried to help Owen up.

"This has nothing to do with Owen or Tosh. Let them go." Ianto said angrily.

"Ooh he is feisty Jack. I see why you like him." John smirked, "Though you do realise that he's just using you don't you Ianto? He can't be alone and he needs someone to keep his bed warm for a while before he'll move on to the next willing body." He said transferring his gaze to Ianto and trying to break him.

"Whatever you say John." Ianto returned.

"Trust me – I speak from bitter experience." John said.

"You are nothing like Ianto. What we had was nothing compared to what I have with him." Jack spat.

"Well I guess I better get rid of him then." John said raising his gun and aiming it at Ianto.

"Put the gun down, or I'll shoot." Jack barked.

"You're going to shoot me. I'm going to shoot him. Somehow you aren't getting shot in all of this which seems a little unfair, don't you think?" John mused before shifting the direction of his gun and firing a shot off, the bullet flying straight into Jack's forehead, killing him instantly and sending him crashing to the ground.