Jack drove the three of them to a small little Italian restaurant that he enjoyed. He had considered carefully before choosing it as he wanted a place that had food that all three of them would eat. While the French restaurant that he often frequented with Ianto would have been a good choice, he didn't want Ianto to think that the Doctor was intruding on every aspect of their lives. Even if the Doctor did become a larger part of their lives, he wanted Ianto to have one place that was just for him. Reaching over, he took Ianto's hand in his squeezing it tightly. Ianto returned the gesture with a small smile on his face. Releasing his hand, Jack parked the SUV. Before the engine was off, the Doctor scrambled out of the backseat bouncing happily on his feet.
Together the three of them went inside with Jack holding the door open for the two men. They were taken to a small circular booth and the Doctor chose to sit on one side with Ianto sat on the other with Jack. Jack couldn't help but notice the way the Doctor kept pulling on his sleeves making sure that the bandages remained covered. Moving sides of the table, he took the Doctor's hand in his bringing his wrist to his mouth. He gently kissed the bandaged arm causing the Doctor to give him a weak smile. They snacked on bread as Jack and Ianto chose to indulge in a single glass of red wine each. The Doctor thought about joining them but with the medications, he was on he decided it would be best to stick with water. For lunch, Jack and Ianto both ordered pasta, while the Doctor decided to go with the salmon cakes. He picked at his food, however, as he listened to Jack and Ianto discuss work.
"Not as hungry as you thought?" Jack questioned as he was almost done with his own meal of ravioli. Ianto had a couple bites on his plate while the Doctor had eaten only eaten half of one of the salmon cakes.
"No," The Doctor agreed. He pushed the food around his plate. He pushed the plate towards Jack and Jack took the fork bringing a bite to his mouth. He offered the Doctor the next bite and the Doctor narrowed his eyes as he continued to stare at him. Undeterred, Jack moved his fork so that it was closer to the Doctor's mouth. Rolling his eyes, the Doctor accepted the bite of food. He reluctantly ate the rest of the salmon cake along with a few bites of Jack's pasta. Determining he was still hungry, Jack then proceeded to order dessert for the three of them. While he split a coffee dessert with Ianto, the Doctor wasn't too upset that he was left with a banana banoffee ice cream covered in toffee for himself. He ate the entire dessert without complaint, stopping before he licked the bowl clean.
Their stomachs full, Jack paid the bill before they returned to the hub to continue working. Rushing inside, the Doctor retrieved Conner from Martha as she sat on the Torchwood couch holding him as he slept. The Doctor barely broke his stride as he snuggled his son to his chest. He was happy to have him back after their brief time apart but that didn't stop his plan. With Jack and Ianto in the main hub, he quickly made his way down the stairs to the archives. Jack swore as for the second time in a day, the lights turned red as the system was hacked. Only this time he had a pretty good idea where the Time Lord had run off too.
"If you were that curious about what we keep in the vault, you could have asked me," Jack told him more calmly than he felt as he entered the room. The door to the vault was wide open and the Doctor was looking at the first row of labeled artifacts.
"Then you would have lied to me because we both know that you don't need a hyper-bomb that you have mislabeled as an explosive device," The Doctor informed Jack. The caution sign warned that the explosion could take out a city block but the Doctor was positive it could take out more than that if placed in the wrong hands.
"If you would actually look up the archive attached to the artifact, you would see that I disabled the device. The explosives that were inside that made it a hyper-bomb has been destroyed," Jack informed him as he stepped into the vault with the Doctor. He motioned to a number that was written at the bottom of the card. "All of the artifacts have basic information on the card in front of them but the details of what we know are linked to this number. So I would appreciate it if you read the file before you decided to judge me on being inept despite my years in the Time Agency as well as the time I spent traveling with you."
"I'm sorry," the Doctor apologized, hanging his head.
"It's alright. Why don't you give me Conner for a little while and I will get you a tablet that you can use to pull up the archives," Jack suggested. He reached out for the little boy.
"Mine," the Doctor cried out, turning so that he blocked Jack with his body.
"I'm not taking him far, Doctor," Jack promised surprised by the Time Lord's actions. The Doctor's face blushed with embarrassment as he kissed Conner on the top of the head. Jack could tell he was fighting with himself as he handed Conner over to Jack. Jack briefly left the vault, returning a moment later with the tablet. He sighed as the Doctor didn't wait for the password, instead, he used his sonic to unlock the tablet in order to begin reviewing the information. Rather than start another argument with the Doctor, Jack leaned against the wall holding Conner to his chest. The Doctor glanced at them out of the corner of his eyes, happy to see that Jack had kept his word and was keeping Conner close. He wasn't sure what came over him a moment before when he became possive over his son. Rather then figure it out, however, he instead focused on the artifacts inside the vault.