It takes a while for you two to motivate enough to get dressed, but you finally make it back to the hub.

"Ah, everyone's favorite couple," Owen says, "Didn't expect you to show up today. What are you doing here when you could be off galavanting and having make-up sex?"

You and Ianto share a smirk, remembering last night. "Just routine maintenance," Ianto replies, "If you need us, we'll be in the library."

"But don't need us," you add with a smirk as he drags you off.

"Oi! Remember the tie this time!" you hear from behind you.

When you get down there, the place is looks like it hadn't been touched. Then you remember it probably hasn't been: Ianto is the one who cleans, and with all that happened...

He doesn't give you time to linger on that, though. He goes to a hidden closet off to one side and gets you an old shirt to wear, "To at least keep part of your clothes clean."

Then you each take a can of all-natural cleanser - a special museum-quality formula that will be gentle on old books - and a cloth and start working on the shelves. It takes a couple of hours between you, but because you talk and laugh the whole time it doesn't feel that long. Before you know it, you're dusting off the electronics while he vacuums. When you finally finish, it looks just like the first time you saw it, all sparkling and new.

"Now for the fun part," he says with a smile, turning on the TV and handing you a controller as he puts in The Legend Of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. He then moves to sit down and opens his arms invitingly. You end up sitting on his lap, him holding you close, while you play. It's fantastic.

Again, time passes faster than you realize because soon there's a knock on the door. "One second," you call out, in the middle of a boss battle. Before you finish, though, whoever it is comes in and just watches, waiting for you.

Just as you take the killing blow, you hear your dad say, "The gang's ordering out for chinese. You two want anything?"

When you turn around, he's grinning at you. And he died the few grays he had.

He looks better than ever.

Everything's back to normal. Or as normal as it can get around here. You are in Torchwood, after all.

((A/N: Ok, so I planned on putting authors notes through the cpaters as if I was writing them real time... But then I got frustrated with copying and pasting all this into word docs and realized OH LOOK A NEW COPY-N-PASTE FUNCTION and got distracted and... Yeah.

So here you go.

1) Imarriedmyfandoms is named Jacque. That is the Jacque that this is about. As the title said, their tumblr is the same name and, on there, they reblogged a thing that was going around saying "Write a fic with me and and a character of your choosing in my ask." So I did.

This is what happened.

2) because of their reactions, this has become an ongoing series.

3) ALL OF MY THANKS GO OUT TO IMARRIEDMYFANDOMS FOR THEIR HELP. I would periodically shoot over a question about their likes and dislikes and what would they do in a choice of x vs y, etc etc... I would not have gotten their character as accurately (because it is really them in this story) without the help.

4) Also thanks to Imarriedmyfandoms for the fanart that is the art for the story~ They drew for me what their character would look like, so I added that.

and

5) THANK YOU ALL. Seriously, if you made it this far, you deserve an award. Also, everyone who leaves comments and reviews and favorites my stuff are the ones who give me the strength and hope and inspiration to keep writing. Thank you all so, so much.

and finally...

6) I know I sort of put my other stories on hold to write this. I hope you guys think that it was worth it, although I should be back to updating the rest of my series' soon. Keep commenting if you want a faster response, btw, since feedback is really what spurs me on. That's how this got done so quickly xD

Anyway, thanks for your time! Have a nice day and I hope you had fun~

Oh, one more thing...

STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT SEASON/SERIES, COMING SOONER THAN SEASON 3 OF SHERLOCK!))