AN: Okay, most of what I wanted to say is down at the bottom of this chapter (you'll see why when you get there XD) so just a quick Disclaimer: We own no one and nothing you recognize except for: Laura, Morgan, Olly, Seth, Grace, Annabel, Aaron and Tommy

Summary: A New Years Party at the Hub with the whole team and the rest of the Harkness-Joneses; what could possibly go wrong? Well not much... nothing harmless anyway...

New Year off with a Bang - Chapter 13 Part 2

"What is it with this lot and wanting to have parties?!" Mum grumbled as she locked the door to our apartment and we walked downstairs.

"Do you know Jack or Owen at all? It's just a chance for them both to get pissed!" I told her, pulling my coat on over my dress. Yes, that's right, dress. I have no idea how my mother got me into it...

I had received a text a few hours earlier from Morgan, which made me laugh. It simply said:

Dad and Tad getting pissed already. Be prepared.

When I showed mum she just rolled her eyes and said "I wonder if Ianto was influenced by Jack, or if it was just being in back Wales that made him drink so much..."

I can't see Wales being to blame there...

By the time we got to the hub, Jack and Ianto had obviously consumed more alcohol than any normal, mortal human being would be able to hold.

As soon as I walked in, Morgan noticed my outfit and burst out laughing.

"Don't. Say. A word." I growl at her, and she reduced her laughter to a quiet snigger. I glared at her for a few more seconds, before Jack and Ianto caught my attention.

They were sitting on the sofa, the table in front of them, which is usually covered with empty pizza boxes, unfinished reports and newspapers, was now covered with about thirty empty shot glasses, and Jack and Ianto were each downing another one.

"How long have they been at this?!" I murmur to Morgan who rolls her eyes, but grins.

"Oh, about... and hour? Maybe longer, they've been doing shots for twenty minutes..."

"They're going to do something that everyone's going to regret aren't they..." I groan, already knowing the answer.

"Ah, good, you're finally catching on!" Morgan said to me, throwing her arm around my shoulders and grinning madly.

By the time ten thirty came around Jack and Ianto had covered 'drunk', gone past 'totally pissed' and were now on 'completely and utter smashed'. Jack was dancing around the Hub on his own to imaginary music, whilst Ianto was watching him from the sofa, a stupid (drunk) grin on his face.

Then Jack fell onto Ianto in a very 'accidently on purpose' kind of way.

"Why, hello sexy." Jack said, stroking Ianto's arm in such a seductive way it was a wonder Jack didn't have a job as a prostitute or something...

"Why hello sexier." Ianto replied in something Morgan had often referred to as his 'sexy voice' .

"Are you challenging me Ianto Harkness-Jones?"

"Maybe, maybe no, what's it to you?"

"I'll soon have you put back in your place." Jack starting snogging Ianto more than passionately; it was full on I'm-going-to-suck-your-whole-friggen-face-off.

"NO!"

"STOP!"

"Oh dear god, no..."

"STOP IT!"

We were all yelling and it took them a few shouts to realise that they were not locked away in their bedroom alone, they were out in the open, in the Hub, with everyone watching.

I hadn't realised just how pissed they were until Jack pulled Ianto up and started collecting objects that you would ONLY pick up when you were drunk, and dragged Ianto up into their bedroom, leaving the door wide open for everyone to hear...

"Think I'm gunna be sick." Morgan mumbled.

"I'll join you there sister." Olly agreed.

I was left completely speechless and wondering what Morgan was going to have to deal with in the morning...

I walked down to the Hub the next morning to find Ianto sitting behind the desk, his arms crossed on top of the surface and his head down and his eyes closed.

I walked in silently so he wouldn't hear, and I closed the door without a sound. I leaned right up close to his head on the desk.

"MORNING!" I yelled, pissing myself laughing as he leaped up and had a mini panic attack.

"Laura Harper, you are most definitely your uncle's niece and your mother's daughter..." he mumbled angrily, but I just laughed, knowing he's get over it once he'd got rid of his hang over.

I walked into the Hub expecting it to be just the Harkness-Joneses home, but Tosh, Owen and Gwen were all there, Aaron and Tommy playing happily in their playpen, Owen and Gwen joking around whilst Tosh looked on from the side and laughed. It looked like Morgan was letting Grace and Seth make as much noise as they liked, and Jack's office door was shut, trying to block out the noise.

Apparently 'holidays' don't apply to anyone at Torchwood...

'Happy 2010! Come and work for New Years'

Ah, how I love the Torchwood way...

Okay, it's a new Torchwood year, so we, she means me, came up with this idea of both of us doing the AN at the end of part two of each chapter; new year new way of doing the AN. Yeah, because i'm a genius, and i DEFINITELY didn't see this on another story i read... Will you shut up? Anyway, sorry for taking forever to upload this chapter, that's my fault, yes, it is her fault, Hannah is rubbish at writing quickly, is that such a bad thing?! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, review pretty please, they are our sunshine in our darkest days, oh, that just sounds rubbish...