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Ianto moaned softly and Jack was there, crooning as he soothed and tried to help Ianto sit up, the Welshman's confusion apparent as he looked at Jack.

So Jack kissed him and the explosive response was both unexpected by everyone there but also a HUGE warning that something was wrong.

"What the hell" Ianto blustered then he seemed to recover and blinked at Jack with a soft frown, "really sir. I do remember last time you did that and I can assure you, I was not in need of your kiss of life then either."

Jack leaned back with surprise at the clipped tone and open anger, looking to Owen for help and Owen could only shrug.

"Mate, what's the last thing you remember?" Owen asked calmly…well, as calmly as he could.

"Er…" Ianto seemed to struggle, "Suzie. Shit did she do this? Did you get her? Gwen, Gwen are you alright?"

"Shit, amnesia" Own muttered with annoyance, "Look Tea Boy, calm down."

Ianto immediately glared at him and Owen knew he was right, the term now more of an endearment but clearly this Ianto didn't have a place for it.

"OK, you got a bang to the head in the madness, you can see we are all here, all fine and I want you to rest that headache of yours, OK?" Owen asked "Sleep. I'm here monitoring you and you are a bit addled, understandable with the blow you took, OK?"

"OK" Ianto answered, his eyes sliding to Jack, "Sir? What happened to your coat?"

"You bled on me" Jack said with a shrug and he watched Ianto's face change to one of horror.

"Oh god, I am so sorry. I'll have to soak it…" Ianto went to rise and Owen slapped a hand on his shoulder, pushing him back down.

"I will shove it in a cold bath, fucking relax." He snarled, "Jesus I would sedate you if not for the concussion."

"sorry" Ianto said in a small voice as he settled again then tried to relax.

"Captain, a word?" Owen asked, leading Jack out of earshot.

"What. The. Fuck" Jack hissed.

"Short term, I think" Owen assured him, "Look, he's addled and in a few days his mind will correct itself, I see no major damage in there with the scans. He just needs to let it all settle back."

"In the meantime he thinks it's four fucking years ago" Jack whined, "Shit. We weren't' even a coupe yet. How the hell do I explain Josh? Shit, the new one?"

"Can I be there when you do?" Owen asked, "Popcorn? Shit, ya Wally, don't tell him that he will either not believe you or have a bloody panic attack. Dump the squirt on Rhia, take him home with some story about his flat being fumigated or some shit and don't try to fuck him."

"Shit, yeah. Shit" Jack rubbed his face.

"And stop saying shit all the time, as I remember he hates that word" Owen hissed, then he wandered off leaving Jack slumped in the middle of the hub. After a while he shook himself and stomped up to his office to call Rhiannon, the usual fallback for Josh.

Of course she was happy to take him for a few days, she was excited beyond belief as she often said she wanted sleepovers with the kids, Micha being so close in age. Jack and Ianto had been talking about her having more influence in his life with school drawing nearer, the need for a nanny more apparent and she could use the extra money, her waste of a space sofa troll sitting there reaping benefits while complaining about his back did nothing to ease her house payments, let alone the car repairs needed. Also, Josh loved her.

Jack dropped the phone into its cradle and slumped at the desk, his face in his hands and he smelt Gwen before he heard her, the waft of Rose Water sickly.

"I'll go get him" she offered softly, "I can gather his stuff and drop him over to Rhia. I need to talk to her about the wedding invites anyway. Rhys and I have decided on a colour wheel and I know she could use the extra money. You focus on Ianto."

"Thanks Gwen" Jack said with surprise, her attitude towards Ianto not usually that caring and he smiled softly as she leaned in to hug him, her bosoms squashing against his head before she released.

"I'll go now, let the poor old dear have the rest of the night off for her snooze time, she probably wants to get back to her cats anyway" Gwen soothed, rubbing Jack's shoulder then flouncing out.

Jack had things to organise, fibs to create and some fast talking to do if he was to keep Ianto calm during this little hiccup, the phone call to the old dear short and sweet as she agreed her pussies were probably missing her.

He heard Gwen's voice in the background, surprised she was already there and the phone was handed over.

"I think I should move all Josh's things as well, he might be confused" she purred down the phone, "Otherwise, just the wedding photos?"

"Shit, all the photos I guess, apart from that one of Lisa he keeps in the bookcase" Jack sighed as he rubbed at his far again. "Shit, better make up the spare room too, I doubt he wants me in his bed. Shit."

"I'll fresh sheet both of them, then he can have the one he always sleeps in, might help trigger while he's sleeping, right? You in the spare?" she asked and he grunted as he realised the effort this was going to take.

"No, put him I the spare, too much of my stuff in our room to remove." Jack sighed and she hummed her agreement.

What a clusterfuck.