"So, Doc, what's the problem?" Jack asked.

"Well, she just doesn't wanna go." The Doctor replied.

"So it's a she now, is it?" Ianto asked, dryly. Jack smiled sideways at him. The Doctor laughed.

"Never really seemed very manly..."

"I know the problem." Another laugh from the Doctor, but Ianto's comment earned a playful snarl from Jack. The older man grabbed his lover around the waist, resting his chin on Ianto's shoulder.

"What are you implying, Mr Jones?"

"I see what you mean." The Doctor said to John. Tosh, Owen and Gwen had been sent home. They hadn't rested in...Well, a long time.

"Told ya." John replied, grinning.

"See what?" Jack asked.

"Nothing." The Doctor dismissed. Jack looked suspicious, but didn't persist.

"Right, so what are we gunna do?" John asked. "I doubt we can fix a time machine...thing."

"No, if I can't, you definitely can't." John looked about to argue, but Ianto cut him off.

"I second that."

"Thank you, Ianto." The Doctor said. "So, it looks like I'm sticking around a bit longer than planned."

"Well, that's good, isn't it?" Ianto asked.

"That all depends on if I'm welcome."

"Always." Jack smiled, letting go of Ianto and pulling the Doctor into a loose hug. "Of course you're welcome. I'd love to have you stay for as long as possible. We both would." Ianto nodded, smiling brightly.

"Absolutely."

"Thank you guys, I really appreciate it."

"Anytime." Ianto replied. The Doctor turned to look at John.

"So, what are you gunna do, John?" John looked pointedly at Ianto.

"Well, I'm not really sure. I suppose I should take off."

"You don't have to." Ianto said, immediately. Jack looked at him, surprised. He thought that his lover would be the first one to send him packing.

"You could come with me, Eye candy." John said, suddenly.

"You what?" The Doctor and Jack both said at the same time. Ianto was just staring at John incredulously. Jack instantly regretted not asking Ianto when he had the chance. What if Ianto left with John? Jack supposed it would serve him right.

"Eye candy. Me. Travelling the stars." John said, simply.

"I..." Ianto started, but Jack cut him off.

"No way."

"I agree." The Doctor put in.

"But this isn't up to you." John replied, curtly. "Ianto?"

"I…I can't, John. I'm sorry. Please, stay though." Ianto pleaded.

"Why should I?" John asked, wretchedly.

"Well," Ianto turned to Jack. "If the Doctor tells me correctly, you have a question for me, Jack?" Jack grinned wider than he thought would fit on his face.

"Well, it's not really a surprise anymore."

"I don't care." Ianto replied, without missing a beat. His startling blue eyes bore into Jacks. The immortal fell to one knee, taking Ianto's hand in his own, the other reaching in his pocket. His fingers closed around the tiny box, and Jack pulled it out. He quickly flicked it open. Ianto gasped, quietly.

"Ianto Jones...I love you, more than I ever thought possible. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know that's not possible, so, regrettably, I have to settle for the rest of yours. Will you marry me?" For the second time that day, Ianto Jones was close to tears. The ring in Jack's hand suddenly seemed to weigh ten tonnes. He realised, for the first time in ever, he was sweating.

"Yeah," Ianto said, quietly. "Yes!" He exclaimed, loudly. He fell to his knees beside his lover, taking his face in both of his hands, and kissing him.

"Great," John groaned. "I hate weddings."

"Always a go-er, and never a groom?" The Doctor asked, sympathetically.

"Yeah," John said. "Something like that."