17

Cleanup was slow and tedious, Heddlu and UNIT complaining about things that had no real need to be complained about and Jack was on the verge of shoving a Webley up a General's nose.

Jack knew Ianto was there, watching as he slid around those working and still found it amazing that he was right there in plain sight yet unseen by mortal eyes. Hearing his thoughts, Ianto stopped and pivoted to face him in the sea of uniforms, grinning as he winked and placed a finger to his lips in the universal sign of 'shush' before turning away and disappearing.

Someone bending over nearby yelped and swung to look at thin air, Jack knowing full well that Ianto must have pinched that butt.

What could Jack do but snigger as he tried to keep a bland face.

"Look Harkness… we know what we are doing here. We don't need you here sniffing butts like a fucking mongrel street dog" the general snarled but Jack felt calm. Very calm as he raised his hands and nodded, not taking the bait to fight.

"Well… if you can handle it all yourself… just remember that scene in Ghostbusters when they turned off the containment unit" Jack grinned as he openly taunted the man knowing there was nothing of any danger there, but it was nice to see him squirm. Jack turned to walk jauntily to the SUV before turning to watch the whirlwind that picked up, people running to seize flapping canvas as the tents over the crime scenes were lifted into the air and general chaos reigned.

"YOU!" the General roared at Jack "YOU DID THIS!"

"Well, I know my wind is a little intense, I know some will travel long distance as I can be intense but are you seriously suggesting my fart did that?" Jack asked, now openly laughing.

The General went to snarl something else when his hat flew off and Jack clambered into the SUV, roaring with mirth all the way out of the area, knowing Ianto was a wicked wee beastie when playful.

He pulled into the underground parking facility and turned to look at the passenger seat, Ianto twinkling into existence like he had been there the entire time. Who knows. Maybe he had? Who am I to say. Magic.

"That was naughty" Jack gently said, the scolding lost in the giggles.

"Wanker" Ianto replied "He served it. I managed to rip the blouse of one of the females too … should have seen them clambering to protect her asserts. The General was horrified."

"Oh baby, you are soooo naughty"

"It will keep them on their toes. There are some lesser demons still looming about, they will not get caught so easily as a feckin Hoix or weevil. Maybe they will do well to remember that" Ianto looked out the window of the SUV "And there we are. Owen. Impatient wee beast."

"Tht was epic. The dash-cams got it all… their security is for shit… Toshiko got theme all live and they are still trying to clean up what you did!" Owen gushed as he wrenched the door open.

"Well I aim to please" Ianto said smoothly, bowing as Owen laughed and they headed in to watch the angry UNIT crew trying to salvage things.

"He rubbed you the wrong way, eh?" Owen asked as he poked Ianto well naturedly.

Ianto as used to Owen doing this, accepting it ws a weird sort of show of affection and replied "Well …he does not like cats that one."

Again Owen roared with mirth, muttering to himself about kitties and claws as he went back to his work. Jack watched Ianto stalk about for a while then followed him under the stirs where Ianto went to place some files "Ianto? My office?"

Ianto turned and faced Jack, then nodded as he followed him up there and closed the door. Jack settled on the edge of his desk "So. We know the worst of it is over, bar the clean up. Tosh's little energy sniffer is working and we now know where the latent demons still lingering about are, the UNIT crews not doing too bad of a job clearing it up."

"It is not over yet there are enough to case another problem if they get organised. It does not happen often, they are thick but once in a hundred or so years Demons actually agree on something and that is a very bad thing. Very bad. That Ghostbusters analogy you used back there was not far wrong." Ianto replied, his impeccable suit dark in the soft lighting, almost black instead of the smoke.

"One more push?"

"Mehaps there will be" Ianto sighed, looking out over the team working away diligently, poor Rhys on the sofa with cuppa and a biscuit watching Owen like he was a TV show as he buzzed about. Well … he is pretty funny I guess. Ianto frowned. "Rhys. You know… I like him. A good asset."

"Gwen will not let us keep him" Jack guessed where this was going and Ianto made a noise in his throat.

"No… but still. If it ever became the end of all things, we want him on our team" Ianto finally agreed tiring to stalk over and seize Jack's face, kissing him savagely then dissipating into thin air as Jack frowned with annoyance.

"Tease!"