A/N: contains Janto smut...

Ianto sighed as he swung his feet into Jack's lap.
'Rhi and David okay?'
'Yeap. Although part of that is the painkillers the boy's on and Mica seemed to enjoy the day with Lilah.' He groaned softly as Jack began massaging his feet. 'How likely is it, that Owen can knock out a truth spray by tomorrow.'
'More lies in advertising?' Grinning as a single eyebrow raised in response. 'I'm sure they'll find something soon.' Jack looked around the room. 'Where are our house guests?'
'Estate agent called, Pip said he'd pick something up for dinner.'
'So, we have the place to ourselves...' Jack leaned over and placed a kiss on the corner of Ianto's mouth. 'Just you. Me and -.'
A voice called out. 'Hay guys we picked a couple of pizzas up.'

Pip wondered into the sitting room and grinned. 'Sorry, didn't realize you were busy.'
Jack had his hand palming Ianto's face, thumb brushing his cheek before he pulling back. 'Pizza sounds good.'
Ianto reluctantly swung his feet around and rose to his feet, waiting for Jack. 'Where did you get them from?'
'Jubilee, Lilah found a review online. Kids and technology aye.'

In the kitchen they found Lilah setting plates and napkins out on the table.
'So I ran a new search dad.' Pointing at the laptop open on the counter. 'There's a few new listings including a semi detached that looks nice.'
'You didn't like the terrace house we just looked at?'
'Ah, no.' She snorted as she set the pizzas in the middle of the table. 'It reeked of cat pee.'
Ianto scanned the listing. 'This one is in your preferred area.'
Jack, slice of pizza in hand wondered over, leaning over his shoulder. 'Looks solid enough.'
Ianto leaned back into Jack as he looked over at Pip. 'Short commute to work, the right school zoning and off street parking.'
'I'll call the agent later. Come on, before it gets cold or Jack eats everything.'

Ignoring the comment they moved to the table, Jack leaned into Ianto and suggesting a bubble bath. Grinning as the younger man flushed a delicate shade of rose pink and nodded.
Lilah groaned. 'That leaves me the dishes doesn't it.'
'I believe it does young lady, since I have an estate agent to call.'
'Oh yay.'
'If it helps there should still be some ice cream in the freezer.' Ianto pointed out.
Jack grinned. 'We totally need that Yan, we can eat it in the bath.' Pouting as he was treated to an eye rolling.

Wednesday saw Pip and Lilah looking at properties while Jack and Ianto both privately hoped for a quiet day. Although perhaps not for the same reasons. Ianto was having lunch with an old friend to see if she would be open to working once more as an archivist for Torchwood. Jack just wanted peace within his team. Understanding Owen didn't excuse his behaviour and he could only hope yesterday's outburst was enough to finally lay the ghost of Katie Russell to rest.

Owen wasn't sure how he felt about the changes to the team that had started with the arrival of Ianto Jones in their midst. His inner cynic wanted to blame Ianto for bringing memories back he'd long hoped were forgotten. At war with this was Ianto himself who still made coffee just how he liked it. Suggesting any struggle with the changes circling them were his alone. He exchanged bland greetings with Tosh and Suzie and tried to work though the never ending pile of paperwork on his desk. Knowing if he was a better man he'd apologize for his behaviour, perhaps he'd think about that tomorrow.

Lunchtime was hard for Jack knowing Ianto was speaking with another of his former London friends and colleagues. Sitting in a restaurant with his team, waiting for Ianto to call he wasn't able to enjoy his lunch. Suzie teased him until he leaped out of his seat when his phone finally did ring. She watched him begin to resume his usual self as he rejoined the table and even managed to smile when they reached the Tourist Office the same time as their archivist. Making her wonder just how serious things were between the two men, and if they'd all get invited to the wedding.

Oblivious to everything except Ianto, Jack held back as the others headed inside, waiting until they were out of sight.
'She say why she wasn't interested?'
'When she stopped laughing.'
'I still don't understand how she can be an ex Torchwood One employee and still have her memories.'
'Retcon doesn't work on everyone Jack. The boys in the labs used to call it gods ten percent. Although I've looked at the research and it's more like his ten thousandth of a percent but whats a decimal point between friends. Point is, when she quit just over a year ago they gave her a number of choices and she opted for the one she knew wouldn't work.'

'Still, she must have been bloody good at not letting anyone know.'
'I can assure you, Ms Perkins is anything but unconvincing Jack. Short version is she thanked me for lunch, laughed at the job offer and declined.'
Jack pulled Ianto into his arms and nodded. 'Looks like it's just you in the archives then.'
'So it would seem.'
'Oh well, come on, lets get back to work. Don't suppose Pip called to let you know he's found a house and will be moved out by the time we get home?'
Ianto laughed as he pulled back. 'You do realize they have only been staying for a few days.'
'Yes but last night you said you were ready to take things further and I have a feeling you're a bit of a screamer, so, I want the house to ourselves...'

Ianto had to focus on keeping his expression bland as he considered what Jack was saying. A germ of an idea forming as he smiled. 'We could just stay in the Hub tonight.' He leaned in, his voice low. 'Just you and me. I don't think Janet and Myfanwy are going to say anything if I do turn out to be.' He paused, lips licked before he whispered. 'Vocal. Sir.' Turning he headed into the Tourist office, calling back. 'Coming?'
Jack had to stifle a groan as he considered that while he might not be, it wouldn't take much persuasion to change that. 'How am I supposed to get any work done now?'
Ianto turned in the doorway and grinned. 'Perhaps you need a reward chart Sir.'
Crossing the distance between them he considered the suggestion. 'What sort of rewards might we be talking here?' A raised eyebrow and a suggestive smile were his only response before Ianto turned away and headed for the door into the Hub.

Bringing coffee to Jack, after dropping cups on desks for the others Ianto found the older man doodling on his paperwork, lost in thought as he looked up.
'If we did stay here tonight, Pip could come in tomorrow with his daughter, and Lilah could be introduced to Torchwood.'
'And threatened with a Scottish boarding school if memory serves.'
Jack nodded. 'I find her an interesting child.'
'Aren't we all children compared to you Jack?'
'That wouldn't be a remark designed to infer things about my age now would it.'
'Of course not.' Ianto dropped into the chair that always sat, waiting for him.
'Ah ha.'
'Does this mean you would like me to call him?'

Jack took a measured breath and reached for Ianto's hand. 'Only if you want to, I don't want to rush you towards anything or presume if we do stay here tonight that we'll have sex.'
'Part of that will be dependant on what aliens Owen has in the freezer, since not all of them seem to stay there as memory serves.' Ianto let his face form a smile as he watched Jack and considered how to reassure the man that he wouldn't be presuming too much at all. 'I wont lie, I have some concerns about how it actually works but I trust you.' He watched as Jack relaxed and picked his coffee cup up. Concern rewritten with charm as they drank their coffees in silence.

Ianto watched the others leave before he headed into Jack's office.
'Yan, I've managed to get us a table at the French place by the memorial, has everyone gone home?'
'Yeap.'
Jack grinned as he rose to his feet and moved around to lean on his desk. 'So it's just you and me then.'
'And you have dinner all arranged.'
'I do, did you speak with Pip?'
'He laughed and said they'll see us tomorrow, he also said it will give him an opportunity to talk to Lilah without an audience. What time is the table booked for?'
'Seven.'

Ianto checked his watch. 'That gives us two hours.' He leaned in, his voice low in Jack's ear. 'Sir.' Knowing it effected the older man to be called Sir outside of anything resembling work. 'What ever will we do to entertain ourselves for two. Whole. Hours?'
'I have a few ideas.'
'That wont make us late for the reservation?'
Jack laughed. 'There is that, but I'm sure a man with a stopwatch can think of a few things that wont make us late.'
Ianto leaned back so he could look into Jack's eyes. 'That sounds suspiciously like you have a list.'
'You don't?'
He shrugged. 'I might. After all, there's lots of things you can do with a stopwatch.'
'Really.' Jack smiled before leaning in to loosen Ianto's tie. 'Best we start working on that list then.' His lips finding those of his Welshman.

Two hours passed in a flurry of kisses and outrageous promises whispered in the quiet of the Hub. With Ianto keeping an eye on time so they were not late for their reservation. They were seated by a suitably rude waiter and given menus written in French, Welsh and English. Such was the pretension of the restaurant. Ianto left Jack to the wine list while he mentally circled the grammatical and translation errors in the tri-lingual menu. There was a temptation to point the errors out to their waiter with his faux French accent but he suspected it wasn't worth the risk of retaliation towards his dinner.

Beyond that, theirs was a pleasant evening as they chatted over their meal. Ianto particularly liked how Jack would throw his head back and laugh and uncaring of who might see them, he let himself enjoy being with the older man. Here, for all that it was clearly one of Jack's kinks, there was no Sir. No boss and no shadow of Torchwood hanging over them. In this very moment they were simply two men, clearly more than just friends as they found reasons to touch across the table. To brush a smudge of chocolate sauce from the corner of lips as everyone else faded away around them. Although Jack did let Ianto have his fun by thanking the waiter in French which caused him to get flustered and drop the French accent for his native Welsh.

With the cheque settled Jack helped Ianto into his coat, hands lingering on the younger man's shoulders. Leaning in he asked if he was ready for bed yet. Hand moving down his arm as hands clasped and fingers entwined. Ianto nodded. Jack grinned. And for just a moment, the world stood still until they were standing in the Plass and Jack pushed a button on his wrist strap. He leaned in and whispered. 'I'd love to have you right here and really test the chameleon circuit. But right now I want you in my bed.'

Ianto leaned into Jack, eyes half closed, breath catching as he didn't even bother trying to disguise the naked lust currently pooling hot blood in his groin. 'You keep talking like that and we wont make it to the bed.'
Jack laughed low and dirty. Hands moving across Ianto's chest as he spun him around. Lips devoured the very breath of the man before Jack pulled up for air and stepped off the stone. 'Time to put the invisible lift to bed, Jones. Ianto Jones. Among other things.' His hand reached out, smile genuine as Ianto grabbed him and allowed himself to be drawn though the Hub.

Once in the bunker Ianto let Jack undress him, watching with cat eyes as his clothes where folded or hung carefully on the back of a chair. Jack's own clothes where left where they fell as he concentrated on getting them both naked. Kisses dragged across skin and they tumbled onto the bed pulling the covers up around themselves. Pliant to Jack's touch Ianto let himself feel and didn't think. They had talked though what was going to happen and he'd known it was the time to stop talking when the idea of sex no longer filled him with concern. Not when he could be filled with something else. He could concede, that no amount of internet searches where a match, for the care and concern with which Jack was approaching their first time together.

Ianto lay on his back, pillow under his hips and legs hooked over Jack's shoulders as he concentrated on slow relaxed breaths. And in that moment everything changed as he felt Jack moving and he forgot how to breathe. Jack's eyes searched his, warm hands on his hips held him still and he adjusted to the weight and fullness of what was the single sexiest moment of his life. Nodding he felt his eyes roll into the back of his head as Jack moved. Colours burst behind his eyes and reluctantly he opened them so he could see Jack. Nothing else mattered as keening moans of pleasure were drawn from deep within him. In that one single moment he felt complete. Reaching out to Jack he cried out as the man above him filled him up in such a way that Ianto Jones knew he was lost.

Sweat cooled on their bodies as they lay tangled in each other with exhausted grins plastered on self satisfied faces. With a contented sigh Jack curled up against Ianto and let sleep tug gently at his thoughts. Everything was different now and for the first time in a long time he no longer felt quite so alone and it was intoxicating. As was the sight of a wreaked Ianto laying stretched out alongside him. A man who knew there were risks in loving someone such as himself. A reformed conman cursed with the inability to stay dead and a history of lost lovers. Most wouldn't and didn't bother trying to compete with that once they found out and he wondered if that wasn't the main reason for his attraction to Ianto. Until the man stirred, giving him one of those looks that suggested he knew what Jack was thinking and should shut up and go to sleep.

Ianto reached out and ran his fingertips along Jack's jaw. 'You do think too much, you know.'
'I know Yan, it's just as well I don't need as much sleep.'
Rolling onto his side Ianto let a smile play at the corner of his lips. 'If you're going to lay there awake I can think of a much better use of your time.'
In the half light of the Hub reflecting into the bunker Jack grinned. 'Really?'
'Really.'

Ianto rose though the depths of sleep as the alarm tugged him from dreams. Finding Jack still wrapped around him planted a smile on his lips, followed by a good morning kiss.
'You weren't watching me sleep were you Jack?'
'No but I was waiting for you to wake up.'
'Isn't that the same thing?'
'Maybe, but I didn't want you to find me not here, after last night...' He let his voice trail off as he waited for a response. He was rewarded with a smile.
'Worried what I might think if I woke to a cold bed?'
'That and of what might happen to me if I got tempted to use the coffee machine.' He watched as Ianto's eyes narrowed. 'I promise I haven't touched it. But how, I mean, are you okay?'
'I don't have any regrets. Come on, I'll make breakfast.'
'Or I can cook breakfast while you make the coffee.'
Ianto was tempted to laugh at the hopeful smile he was treated to as he simply nodded. 'Alright then, but we should get dressed first.'

Jack looked through the contents of the fridge and shook his head. 'It's no good Yan, neither Jamie Oliver nor Julia Child could make breakfast out of this fridge.'
'Nothing?'
'Maybe penicillin which is either a science project or an abandoned scone.'
'Oh.' Ianto reached for two coffee cups. 'I haven't been here enough to notice we were getting low on the basics.'
Jack moved up behind him, arms snaking around his waist. 'It's not like I checked either. How about we drink our coffees and then I'll take you out for breakfast.' Resting his head on the younger man's shoulder he let the aroma of fresh coffee surround him. Eyes following the artful movements of elegant hands, the alchemy of making coffee unfolding before him. 'Any preference for where?'
Ianto carefully turned in Jack's arms. 'We haven't tried the new place out in the Plass yet.'
'We could take the invisible lift.'
'We could.' Ianto agreed, enjoying the light in Jack's eyes. He much preferred the almost child like glow over the soul wrenching loneliness he'd first seen in the man. Even if it meant he had to be the grown up. 'Shall we drink our coffee then Sir.'

They sat in the corner of the cafe, the smell of fresh paint underlying that of the freshly ground and brewed coffee they were sipping. Ianto had to grudgingly accept that this coffee was rather good. Jack of course insisted it wasn't as good as his own but Ianto had his suspicions that was a comment laced in politeness.
Jack laughed as he picked up Ianto's heavily projected thought and reached for his hand. 'I'm not known for being polite Yan.' Thumb brushing the inside of his wrist he marvelled at the almost porcelain like skin he was presented with. Knowing exactly what was hidden behind the suit he found that barest exposure of Ianto's skin just that little bit sexier than he had the day before. Lounging in his thoughts he barely noticed when his full English breakfast was set before him. He registered Ianto thanking someone but wasn't able to tell if it was the kid with the mohawk that brought their breakfast to them, or the older woman with the long braided hair. Smiling at his dining companion he didn't think it mattered.

Walking across the Plass Jack watched the slowly milling people around them and remembered what it was he wanted to ask Ianto. 'What time is Pip bringing Lilah to the Hub?'
'He is seeing a solicitor this morning so he thought maybe around ten.'
'Solicitor?'
'He said he wanted to put a conditional offer on a house.' Ianto watched Jack's eyes light up.

'Really? So we could be building our blanket fort for naked hide and seek at home sooner rather than later.'
'Naked hide and seek? Should I ask?'
'No. But.' Jack pulled Ianto onto the invisible lift, arm securely wrapped around his waist as he purred in his ear. 'I'll be more than happy to show you.'
'Perhaps when we are alone.' Stepping off the stone square as the cog door rolled back and Tosh walked in followed by Suzie and Owen. 'I believe I have coffees to make. Are we expecting any aliens to invade today Sir?'
'I bloody hope not.' Owen called out.

Jack looked over at Tosh who began tapping away at her keyboard, shaking her head.
'If my rift predictor program is to be believed we are not due any rift activity until tomorrow, probably around lunch time.'
'What about the weevils, they've been quiet of late.' Suzie called across the room.
'Sorry Suzie, since they are already here they don't have enough rift energy to register.'
Owen pulled his lab coat on and shook his head. 'If you've just jinxed us Suzie I will be very disappointed in you.'
She scoffed. 'Hardly, and you know I can take you.'
Everyone laughed at that, leaving Owen glaring before stalking back to his computer. 'Only because I'm a gentleman.' He muttered under his breath.

Ianto checked his watch before nodding to Jack and heading for the tourist office. He stepped out from behind the beaded curtain he'd been meaning to talk to Jack about replacing as the door opened. 'Pip, Lilah.'
'Morning Ianto.' Pip nodded.
Lilah looked up from the dusty brochures and nodded. 'Not what I was expecting.'
Pip looked at her and frowned. 'Did you think there would be a office building with a directory sign in the lobby?'
'There was in London.'
Ianto nodded. 'She's not wrong. Perhaps you would like to follow me.' Pushing the button under the desk. 'The others are expecting their coffee so best we don't keep them waiting hmm.'

Eyes rolled for good measure Lilah sighed as she followed her father and Ianto. 'So totally not what I was expecting, he made me wait out there while he parked his car you know.'

Jack walked out of his office and watched the seventeen year old as she walked into the main part of the Hub. Her eyes grew wide before she slapped her more usual teenage look of annoyance in place. Finding Ianto's blue eyes he observed the younger man give him a quick eye rolling of his own. Sometimes he forgot the man was only a few years older than the child currently looking around the room. It made him realize how much he'd missed in not being a part of lives of his own children. And that perhaps that there was still time to reach out to Alice and Steven. Something he filed away as Pip introduced his daughter to the team.

'So.' Lilah looked around at the Hub. 'You have any aliens locked up then?'
'One or two.' Owen snapped. 'But they don't need feeding right now.'
'Wow, did they leave the toy out of your happy meal or what.'
'Oi, you listen here young lady -.'
Lilah cut Owen off by laughing. 'Yeap, totally forgot the toy.' She turned to Ianto. 'You need a hand with those coffees then? I'd love to see this beast of a coffee machine Jack was raving about.' She paused as she moved to follow him. 'Please, dear god, tell me it was the coffee machine he was talking about.'
'I believe.' Ianto responded in his best butler tone. 'It was indeed the coffee machine.'
'Cool.'

Pip was able to stop himself laughing at the look on Owen's face but Tosh and Suzie did not. He clapped the doctor on the shoulder and nodded. 'Yeap. She gets that from her mother.'
Jack laughed as he joined them. 'The more time I spend with her, the more I like her. Did you get everything sorted at the solicitors?'
'I have a conditional offer on one of the places we saw yesterday, pending the engineer's report.'
Tosh rolled back to her desk and pulled a window up. 'Which one?'
'The semi detached.'
'Not the red brick Victorian?'
'Ah no, cat pee aside, apparently the problem with the plumbing was the tip of the iceberg. And I don't really see myself working on a renovation in between chasing weevils and alien tat.' He grinned as Ianto and Lilah approached with coffees. 'Besides, the sooner the girl and I are in our own place the sooner Jack and Ianto can get back to making babies.'
'Jeez dad.' Lilah set a packet of tea cakes on the edge of Tosh's desk.

Pip gave an exaggerated sigh. 'Don't have children.'
Handing the coffee's around Ianto laughed. 'Unless there is something Jack forgot to mention...' He winked, knowing the idea wasn't as totally impossible as the others might believe. 'Then I think I'm safe.'
'Whatever, I'm a downright dream.'
'Oh yes, a regular ray of sunshine.' He intoned with just the hint of a smile behind his austere expression.
Lilah rolled her eyes. 'And don't your forget it. So, this is what a secret government alien catching base looks like in Cardiff.' Carrying her cup she sipped the coffee while making a cursory circuit of the room. 'It's very train station in the blitz chic.'
'It grows on you. But if you want a tea cake you best get one before Tosh and Jack demolish the packet.' He flashed his tentative half smile before the mask slipped back in place.

Jack reached for a tea cake and unwrapped it, watching Lilah do the same. 'Did your father explain everything?' Starting with the base before concentrating on the marshmallowy centre.
'If you mean that I get sent to boarding school in Outer Mongolia if I say anything? Then yes.'
'Scotland, actually.'
'Whatever, if you wipe my memories I'd have to start the school year all over again so it may as well be Mongolia.' She frowned. 'Not that the alternative of being sent back to Lilith is any better. So it's keep mum or move back in with mum.'
'That does rather cover it.'

She gave Jack a bow of acknowledgement. 'Trust me, that's more than enough incentive. Now.' She looked up at the ceiling. 'Where is this dinosaur?'
Ianto set his empty coffee cup down. 'You can help me feed her if you like.'
'Fuck yes.'
Pip glared at his daughter. 'Language young lady.'
'Don't have a coronary dad.'
'We've talked about this.'
'No, Lilith yelled at me, hardly the same thing. Christ, it's just a word.' She rolled her eyes and moved after Ianto. 'Anyway, I've got a dinosaur to feed.'

Pip turned to Jack. 'Really, I mean it, they start out all cute and innocent but they turn into teenagers and it's really all over by that point.'
Jack laughed. 'That's one of the things I love about this planet, with all the contraceptives in the rain I don't have to worry about that, it's brilliant.' He winked before walking back to his office, getting halfway there when the rift alarms went off. Reversing direction he moved to Tosh's desk.

'Talk to me Toshiko.'
'It's not a very big signal, looks like some junk that needs picking up.'
'Cool, road trip, and it's not even in Splott.'
Tosh giggled as she typed away. 'Sploe Jack, it's pronounced Sploe.'
'I know, I live with a Welshman.' He was about to say something else when he heard the phone ring in his office. 'I need a secretary.' He debated ignoring the phone but that had never worked in the past and given the few people who had the number it was easier just to answer it now. 'Fine, I have to get that.' He turned to Suzie. 'Why don't you and Owen take the new guy and fetch the alien tat.'

Suzie looked at Pip and laughed. 'If it's alien silly putty just leave it to Owen, he's the expert.'
Across the room Owen glared at her. 'That stuff took ages to get out of my clothes I'll have you know.'
'Whatever. Come on boys, but I'm driving.'
'What retrieval gear do we need?'
'Well, if you're anything like Owen you'll operate on the wing and a prayer method, I however.' She pulled a toolbox out from under her desk. 'Prefer to be a little more organized. When we get back we'll go over what you might need, unless you kept a London kit?'
'I may have one in the car if we've got time to pick it up?'
Suzie nodded. 'We have time.' She looked over at Owen. 'Come on then, we don't have all bloody day.'
'Yeah, keep your shirt on love.' Owen picked his medical bag up. 'Place isn't exactly on fire now is it.'

Pip looked at Tosh who nodded as she handed him a comms unit.
'She'll be fine with Ianto, you know how to use this?'
He turned it over and nodded. 'Wish me luck Toshiko.' He was treated to a warm smile as she waved him off.
'Go on, don't keep Suzie and Owen waiting, things have a tendency to blow up around those two.'
'There's a charming thought.' Pip grinned as he slipped the comms unit in place and headed towards the Torchwood garage.

Ianto took his tray with two coffee cups up to Jack's office, where he found him glaring at the phone. 'I'm sure whatever the phone has done it is truly sorry Jack.'
'I'm sure it isn't.' He muttered as he pulled Ianto onto his lap. 'Do we know when the others will be back?'
'On their way now.'
'And Lilah?'
'With Tosh, we could join them if you like.'
'No, I need to talk to someone about call.' Meeting Ianto's gaze he smiled at the warmth reflected back at him. 'But you already knew that.'
'I do?'
Pulling him down for a kiss Jack whispered. 'Ah ha.' As he claimed Ianto's lips.

'So a Police and or UNIT liaison then?'
'There was a suggestion, and if I didn't know better I'd think they were stitching me up between them.'
'Colonel Mace and Superintendent Evens?' He took Jack's silence for a yes. 'Last Heddlu liaison was the seventies.'
'Yeap, Constable Huw Jones. Not that he was a patch on you Yan. Total health nut who didn't even drink coffee but he was solid enough.'

'I understand they released him from Providence Park a few years ago.'
'He now lives in some charming little bucolic village with a name I can't even hope to spell or even pronounce.'
'What happened? His file was somewhat, sketchy.'
'He looked into the eyes of a monster and lost his mind.' Jack smiled softly as a hand reached for his. 'We set Flat Holm up not long after. Providence Park just wasn't up to helping some of the more damaged souls Torchwood had to clean up after.' His tone filled with regret.

Ianto rose to his feet and moved to the chair beside the desk. 'And who do they want us to take?'
Jack pulled a file out of a pile on his desk.
'Oh.' Recognizing the name. 'I see.'
'Gods if I do Yan.'
'Or, you could drink your coffee.' He leaned towards Jack, thickening his Welsh accent. 'Then, you could, whisper in my ear what we'll do when we get home.'

Jack grinned. 'I love the way your mind works sometimes.'
'Only sometimes Sir?'
Recognizing the smirk on his lover's lips for what it was, an attempt to lighten his mood, he winked. 'We could have sent them home now if not for the three on retrieval.'

Ianto was about to respond when they both heard the alarm signalling the cog door opening.
'Come on Yan, lets see what the kids found.'