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Chapter Thirty Five

Ianto drove to the hub with a heavy heart; he glanced over at the unusually quiet Jack who was just staring at his window. He had thought that Jack's mood had improved after his phone call with Martha the week before, and he had seemed fine last night, but Jack had seemed really out of sorts all morning. His mood seemed worse than ever, leading to him repeatedly snapping that he was fine and to leave him alone whenever Ianto voiced his concerns.

Ianto started to feel annoyed, was it because he didn't want sex immediately that morning? How ridiculous was that? As the two men entered the hub Jack went straight to his office without saying a word, Ianto just shook his head and made his way down to the archives Jack could sort out his own hormones for once.

Jack sat at his desk and felt rotten, he was angry at Ianto for not being able to cope with the way his body was changing and hated the fact that the young man had made him feel so rejected. As the morning had gone on it had just gotten worse, when he got dressed he had automatically gone to put on a no longer needed belt and when he had gone to button his coat up he could see that it was straining against him. Soon he would be too big to wear his beloved greatcoat and it made Jack angry, he had been shocked to feel tears pricking at his eyes again and had snapped angrily when Ianto asked if he was okay.

Jack desperately wanted to blame Ianto for his obvious change in affection, but he couldn't really. Jack was used to seeing pregnant men but Ianto was from the twenty first century, he should have known that at some point Ianto wouldn't be able to cope. Jack thought back to the day he had gotten Martha's email when he had surprised Ianto in his office, he had clicked off of the internet quickly. He'd probably caught his lover looking at porn or something; although it would be an unusual thing for him to do at work, but it wasn't like he could do it at home Jack supposed. Jack's mood did not improve as he thought that perhaps Ianto had just wanted to look at a man with a normal body.

Gradually the rest of the team came in and none of them immediately notice that anything was wrong between Jack and Ianto. Jack spent most of the morning upstairs completing paperwork, isolating himself in his office; whilst Ianto spent his morning either in the archives or holding video conferences with UNIT generals and the prime minister. Ianto sighed as he pencilled into his diary another phone conference with the UN in two weeks; they had decided that he should do these instead of Jack from now on because they had a tendency to elevate his blood pressure and a cranky, angry and hormonal Jack was a nightmare.

By mid morning Jack was hungry, he had a craving for an orange so bad that his mouth watered so he made his way out of his office and down to the kitchen area. He gave a tight smile to Tosh and Gwen as he walked past their stations, prompting the women to look at each other wondering what on earth was wrong. Jack sighed as he walked along, hoping that Gwen wouldn't start sticking her nose in, he'd seen the look that she and Tosh had exchanged, but soon all thoughts about Gwen's nosiness fled his mind as he opened the fridge. It was filled with milk, chocolate, cream, yoghurts, sandwiches, pasta pots, apples and left over take away but there were no oranges.

"Ianto!" he called.

Ianto looked up from the latest budget report worriedly "yes Jack?" fully aware that this was the first time Jack had attempted conversation since they had left the house.

"Are we out of oranges?"

Ianto's face fell "sorry Jack, I forgot to pick some more up."

Jack huffed, his dark mood not improved so he wasn't allowed sex or food, obviously Ianto just didn't care anymore he never forgot anything.

Ianto bit his lip, aware that the team were watching them "I could go and get you some more now if you like" he said tentatively.

"Don't bother" Jack spat and stalked his way back up to the office.

A loud bang signalled that Jack had just slammed his door and Tosh worriedly touched a clearly upset Ianto's arm "is everything okay?"

Ianto gave a small, fake smile "everything's fine thank you Tosh I'm just going to nip out for a bit."

Inside Ianto was angry but he knew that it was mainly Jack's hormones that was making him act this way so decided that getting a breath of fresh air. It would do him the world of good, if he stayed in the hub he would just get angry and he didn't want to row, plus he could pick up some oranges for Jack, it really wasn't good of him to forget.

Jack watched the CCTV in the tourist office and saw Ianto shrug on his coat and leave, presumably to pick him up some more oranges. Jack sighed and began to feel a slight niggling of guilt, Ianto had yawned loudly as he left the tourist office and he did know that today was a busy day full of phone calls and what not it was no wonder that the younger man had forgotten to pick up the oranges. He felt even worse as he watched Ianto walk quickly along the plass in the pouring rain, his shoulders hunched and his hands in his pockets.

Fifteen minutes later Jack looked up at his screen from the paperwork he was reading to see that Ianto had entered the tourist office clutching a brown paper bag, he had obviously gone to a nearby market to pick up some oranges. Jack's stomach rumbled and his mouth watered, he craved oranges like nothing on earth but knew that after he gave birth he'd never want to see an orange again. As much as Ianto had hurt him earlier on, he did love him at that moment for buying him his fruit.

Jack smiled fondly as he saw Ianto sigh and begin to tidy up some leaflets after shrugging off his wet woollen coat. His hair was plastered to his head and Jack just knew that it would be beginning to curl slightly around the edges in the way that Jack loved. For a second Jack desperately wanted to run his fingers through Ianto's hair, but then he remembered that this would probably not be appreciated or even wanted.

Ianto pottered around for a few minutes and Jack began to feel slightly annoyed, he really wanted those oranges, what was taking him so long? He wasn't to know that Ianto was delaying going into the hub, too afraid of an argument that he knew was inevitable in the mood that Jack was in. Suddenly the door to the tourist office opened and Jack sighed resigning himself to the fact that he would have to wait even longer for his oranges now.