Ianto shook his head and took off his suit jacket, placing it neatly on the bed. "I thought you wanted my eyes ON the Captain." He sighed. "I can do this, Lisa!"
Lisa smiled. "I know you can, babe." She left the bedroom. "You want some coffee?"
"No, thank you." Ianto changed into blue jeans and a sweat shirt, then went into the lounge, seating himself at the table. "What does this friend of yours want with Jack anyway? I presume you know."
Lisa joined Ianto at the table. "Best not to ask, babe." She brushed his hand with hers.
Ianto frowned. "They aren't going to harm him, are they? I mean ...You must know what he wants!"
It was Lisa's turn to sigh. "Let's watch that movie you like, eh? We haven't watched it in ages!" She got up and moved towards the TV, switched it on and put it to DVD mode. "We can order food in after and have a cosy night together. Just the two of us. Just like old times" She sat beside her lover.
Ianto just nodded.

Jack finished reading through the autopsy report Owen had done on the Alien body found by the Barrier. It was precise and to the point. Typical Owen.
ALIEN. RANGIAN. FEMALE. CAURSE OF DEATH: GUNSHOT WOUNDS TO THE HEAD AND STOMACH. NO FURTHER ACTION TO BE TAKEN. BODY TO BE INCINERARED. CASE CLOSED. DOCTOR OWEN HARPER.
Jack signed the report and put it to one side, then looked at his watch. 4.34pm. He sighed. 'Role on 8am' he thought, then smiled, grabbing for another report to sign off.

As the film ended, Lisa moved to the kitchen, returning with takeaway menus. "What do you fancy?" She asked, waving the menus. "Indian? Chinese? Pizza? Fish n chips? You choose."
Ianto didn't reply. His gaze was still on the TV screen. His face was blank.
"Ianto!"
"Hmm?"
"Takeout? What do you want?"
"Er...pizza's fine." He didn't look at her.
"Pepperoni? Mushroom? Ham and cheese?"
He rolled his eyes. "Okay. Ham, mushroom and red onion, okay?" He shrugged.
Lisa grinned. "Yes. 12 inch?"
"Yep." Fake smile.
"I'll get right on it. Why don't you open a bottle of wine." She kissed his forehead. "I'll be right back." Picking up her mobile phone, Lisa left the room. Punching in a number, she put the phone to her ear and waited. "Its me. He's starting to question what we're doing."
"You haven't told him anything."
"No! He doesn't need to know the details, just deliver Jack Harkness to you." She sighed. "I'll keep him sweet."
"Right. Deal with it and keep me informed."
Lisa hung up and dialed for the takeaway. "Yes," she said in a loud voice. "I'd like an order for delivery." Silence. "Yes, that's right." She smiled, curling her fingers around a loose strand of hair. "Yep, a deep pan, 12 inch ham, mushroom and red onion pizza please. 1 garlic bread and a large Pepsi." Raises an eyebrow. "Yes, that's all, thanks." She hung up again and went back into the lounge, sitting beside Ianto. "It'll be here in 30 minutes."
Another fake smile from the Welshman. "Great."
"You worry too much, babe, It'll be fine, I promise and when this is all over, we can go somewhere nice, okay?"
"Okay." But he wasn't convinced.
Lisa stood up and walked over to the window, looking down on the street below. People rushed around and she smiled. "Somewhere far away from here. Somewhere warm with blue skies and blue water. Mmmm, I can hardly wait to have you all to myself again."
Ianto shivered. 'Why do I feel this way? I love Lisa. I hardly know Jack Harkness yet...I don't want any harm to come to him' He took a deep breath.
"You okay, babe?"
"Never better." Liar. He signed, then turned to face Lisa. "Did you know that Jack couldn't die?"
Lisa nodded.
"And you didn't think to tell me?"
"I guessed he would tell you himself." She moved closer. "He trusts you, Ianto. That's what we want, isn't it?" She smiled. "The pizza should be here soon. Thought you were going to open a bottle of wine."