AN: Well hello there! I'm baaaack!

My son Alistair was born on October 15th and is now a little over six weeks old. I am a rather proud Mummy! I would have made it back onto fanfiction sooner but I had appendicitis two weeks after he was born – I don't do things by halves do I? – and its taken a while to get things to a point where my brain works again.

Thank you for all the messages since I went on hiatus, and for waiting around for SO long for this update. I won't offer any thoughts as to how frequently I'll write from now on, but I do hope to provide something resembling a regular update. "Snow Day" (which also went on hiatus) should see an update soon – I hope – I just need to remind myself what I was planning when I paused writing.

Thank you again and, as always, please review x

The following morning saw the apartment looking almost homely. Unopened boxes were still stacked in most rooms, but Jack and Ianto had worked long into the evening to ensure that the bulk of their essentials were sorted out. Thankfully there were no visitors expected so they'd have plenty time to finish sorting things out before the housewarming party the following Friday night. Today however the domesticity would have to wait as they were heading to the stadium that afternoon for the much anticipated clash between England and Wales, and plans for before that didn't stretch to much more than lounging around. As the rare Welsh sun snuck between the curtains in their bedroom it flickered across the bed and gently woke one of its soundly sleeping occupants. Ianto smiled as he rolled his head to one side and let his gaze settle on Jack asleep beside him. He turned over onto his front carefully and shuffled closer to Jack, revelling in the heat of the body next to him as he propped himself up on his forearms. Leaning across slowly he planted his lips gently onto Jack's in a soft kiss. Jack's eyes flickered open sleepily.

"Morning." He said with a grin.

"Hey." Ianto replied.

"You okay?" Jack asked as he shuffled up the bed a little and propped himself up on his pillows.

Ianto nodded. "Definitely." He beamed. "I'm guessing that with us having to get takeout last night we don't have anything in for breakfast either?"

Jack shook his head. "Nope, I'm afraid all we have is coffee and what remains of the champagne. Hardly a balanced breakfast."

"Come on then." Ianto said bounding out of bed enthusiastically and beginning to dress.

"Okay I was hoping for a nice long lie-in with maybe a bit of groping." Jack admitted with a yawn.

"I was thinking cooked breakfast at that café on the Plass?" Ianto offered.

Jack looked visibly torn between the choices.

Ianto smirked. "Come on." He said, tossing a clean pair of boxers at Jack. "I'll buy you breakfast, then we can come back here and grope till we need to leave for the match."

Jack agreed and climbed a little reluctantly out of the warmth of the bed and began to dress. Soon the two men were striding across the quiet Plass towards a small café. Upon entering Ianto went up to the counter to order two full cooked breakfasts and coffee whilst Jack settled at a table. As he finished paying he turned to spot where Jack had sat and was instead greeted by Owen.

"Ianto." The older man said with a fond smile.

"Hey." Ianto returned the smile.

"What are you doing round here at this time? Bit far from home aren't you?" Owen asked.

Ianto shook his head. "I just moved into one of those new apartments." He said.

Owen's eyes widened. "Seriously? Those places are amazing. The gigs must be going well?" He commented.

"I moved in with Jack." Ianto explained.

"Right." Owen said softly. "And how is Jack?" He asked more out of politeness than anything else.

"Things are great Owen." Ianto replied. "And you?"

Owen nodded. "Oh you know me. I'm fine."

"Yeah I do know you Owen, and I know when you're lying." Ianto commented.

Owen smiled slightly. "Yeah you do." He admitted. "I lost my job."

Ianto sighed. "I'm sorry Owen. What happened?" He asked.

"Inappropriate use of work time." Owen replied.

"I'm guessing that doesn't mean using your computer to update Facebook?" Ianto smirked.

"Not exactly." Owen admitted, his face reddening as he spoke. "Sex on my desk actually."

Ianto sniggered. "Classy. And who's the lucky lady? Or is that a stupid question?"

"Yeah it is." Owen replied. "Turns out I'm kinda crazy about her." He said with an affectionate grin.

"Well I'm pleased for you." Ianto said.

"Thanks. I know you were always convinced that I wasn't gay, but I want you to know that me being with her doesn't change how I felt about you. I did love you, you know?" Owen checked.

Ianto nodded. "I know." He admitted. "Look Jack and I are having a housewarming on Friday – small gathering of friends with a few drinks and some culinary delight courtesy of Jack. You should come. You and Tosh."

Owen smiled widely. "Really? Are you sure he won't mind?"

"I'm sure." Ianto assured him. "I'll text you the details in the week."

"Cool. Well it was great to see you – take care of yourself yeah? Oh and congratulations on the apartment." Owen hugged Ianto briefly before leaving the café.

"Okay if you were hitting on the cute girl behind the counter you're in trouble." Jack smirked as Ianto slid into the seat opposite him.

Ianto laughed softly. "Busted." He said before taking a sip from his cooling coffee, which had already arrived at the table in his absence. "I was talking to Owen actually."

"Owen?" Jack echoed.

"Yeah, you remember Owen don't you? Skinny guy? Kinda cute?" Ianto bantered playfully.

"If you were hitting on him then you are definitely in trouble." Jack remarked with feigned annoyance.

"Calm down Jack. He was just telling me about his new girlfriend." Ianto explained.

"Did you just say girlfriend?" Jack checked as two hot plates of food appeared in front of them.

Ianto nodded. "Remember that secretary of his?"

Jack laughed. "Classic."

Ianto smiled. "I know. Anyway, I invited them to the housewarming. I think he's scared of you, but he's going to come anyway. That okay?" He asked as he tucked into his breakfast.

Jack nodded. "Sure. It'll be fun to see Gwen's face when he walks in."

Ianto almost choked on his food as he laughed. "Brilliant." He beamed.