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Gwen ferried the wee lad over to Rhia and looked at him a few times in the rear-view mirror as she hunted for signs of Jack, finding the smile and babbling story for his toy rabbit to be more Harkness than Jones.

She could work with that.

Rhia scoped him out happily and Gwen dumped the bags on the driveway then reversed out, shooting back to the house with speed, wanting everything done right and soon the house was spick and span, a photo of the team, one of Lisa and one of Jack and Gwen laughing at some retrieval still on display once finished.

Seemed to set the tone she wanted there.

Then she went to the kitchen and moved all the cupboards, wouldn't do for him to be too comfortable, right?

Then the spare bedroom made up and she went to get some if Ianto's things, placing them carefully in the drawers like he might, wanting the illusion of this being his room to hold in his memory, the picture of Lisa retrieved after a few moments consideration and placed by his bed along with his slippers and things that had been placed by their bed in the other room, the photo taken with her phone ensuring she arranged them just as he had.

Then back to Jack's room….yes, his room now…she remade the bed in sexy sheets, enjoying the feel of them as she rolled in them for a while and then she pulled out her lipstick and coated her lips, leaning down to kiss the sheet before placing the pillow over it, then she picked up the pillow and bit it, liking the red lipstick on the champagne silk. Nice touch.

It still lacked something and she stood looking for a while, then snorted as she toed off her boots so she could pull off her tight slacks, then panties.

Part of a set, quite expensive but worth the sacrifice I guess.

She shoved them down Ianto's side of the bed and smiled to herself as she looked over the scene again.

Yep.

Would do.

Gwen flounced off to see what else he could do to fuck with him.

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Gwen returned to the hub and nodded to Jack before sitting at her workstation and gleefully rubbing her hands together, looking every part the villain she felt. Felt quite nice ta.

Tosh watched her and wondered what the hell she had been up to, her eyes narrowing as she vowed to watch the bitch more closely, have to be careful with this one. Not wired quite right.

Owen gave Ianto clearance to go home and there was the first hurdle for Jack.

"Ianto, you don't remember but your flat was damaged in a fire about a year…maybe ten months ago" Jack flubbed as Owen watched with open interest, "It was Christmas and impossible to get anywhere to stay… you came to stay with me. I have a house, I didn't let anyone know because it was one of my boltholes but you needed somewhere and I am a pig. You moved in and cleaned it up, and we are flatmates now. You live with me."

"God, really?" Ianto asked with open horror.

"Ianto, believe it or not, we are fiends now" Jack sighed, "I forgave you over Lisa, you forgave me too. We found a way to coexist, even laugh together on the sofa at night watching silly movies. We are friends now."

Ianto blinked as he tried to comprehend, "Shit. That's a lot."

"Let's go home and get a good night's sleep" Jack suggested, "Maybe when you wake up your memories will be back and we will be OK, right?"

"Yeah, yea I guess" Ianto said in a small voice that Jack knew meant he was tired beyond belief. Jack resisted the urge to cuddle him and croon as usual, instead settling for a soft smile as he motioned him towards the exit.

"Poor buggers" Owen uttered as the klaxons sounded and Ianto groaned as he shied away from the flashing lights, into Jack's arms then sprang back with open horror.

"I hope it's short lived" Tosh agreed as Gwen tried not to gloat.

She hoped they would all soon get their heads out of their arses and get on the new page, she was already looking ahead and knew soon she would have then all dancing to her tune. Oh and what a complex melody it was.

Little prick wouldn't know what hit him.

Jack would be hers.

As she sniggered and ducked her head Tosh swung to look at her again, the hair in the back of the Japanese woman's neck standing up.

Definitely something wrong here.