"Christmas off," Jack announced several days before the holiday.
Gwen stared, confused. "What about the Rift?"
"London gets Christmas," Jack explained. "We take New Year's and the rest of the year, but sometimes the Rift is nice and we get it off, too."
"The Rift has a schedule?"
"Murphy's Law has a schedule." That was Ianto, just coming down from Jack's office with a stack of papers. "I suggest not question it. December 23rd, go home to Rhys, don't come back until the 26th."
Gwen beamed.
.oOo.
"So…" Jack casually walked over to Ianto, a smile on his face and his hands in his pockets. "Want to spend Christmas together?"
Ianto could see the uncertainty under the confidence of Jack's grin. He smiled. "Of course."
