Jack told the team that they needn't clear up that day once Owen had taken the body down to the morgue, but everyone seemed in a state of denial. Owen hadn't lost anyone for a while, certainly not someone as young as Bo. In fact Jack was pretty sure that the only other time Owen had lost a fifteen year old was the first time he worked in a hospital.

Jack knew that Owen hadn't always found it easy to work in a hospital and after his first encounter with a patient and losing them; Jack knew Owen had reacted badly. But despite the fact Jack insisted the team could leave and worry about things the next day, they all stayed, finished the paperwork and then trudged home several hours later, worn out and defeated looking.

Jack returned to his office and headed down the hole into his backroom. Ianto had set up the cot and put baby Charlie to bed. Jack decided to pretend he didn't know that there was a knife stuffed underneath the pillow on his bed.

He sat next to Ianto, watching the cot and the sleeping infant. Jack wondered for a moment if he ought to leave Ianto alone for a bit, but he soon realised that Ianto wanted him to stay when he slipped his hand into Jack's.

"What happens now?" Ianto asked finally, glancing at Jack.

Jack considered for a few moments, thinking over the situation carefully.

"Well, Bo did say that we were the ones she wanted to look after her baby," Jack replied.

"But can we really offer Charlie the best life here?" Ianto looked doubtful. "It's not exactly an ideal place to bring up a child."

"No, that's true," Jack admitted. "But put yourself in his place. Would you rather be abandoned on the steps of a care home and never know who you're parents were, or grow up with two people who would try their best to make your life a happy one and be able to explain where you came from when you were old enough?"

Ianto thought about Jack's words for a few moments.

"Well, when you put it like that…" he paused. "Do you think we're ready to become parents?"

"Only one way to find out," Jack said smiling softly.

When Owen, Gwen and Tosh returned to the Hub the next day, they were astounded by the change in both Jack and Ianto. Admittedly neither of them had slept much and were running on caffeine highs, but that still didn't explain the sudden closeness and protectiveness of Jack.

Whenever any of the others attempted to ask Ianto where something was in the archives, they were glared at by Jack, who hovered annoyingly round the Welshman. Gwen and Tosh could both understand Jack's attitude to some extent and found it sweet. But the atmosphere in the Hub was irritating Owen to the point where he eventually snapped.

"Will you two do some work or piss off?" He shouted his hands in the air.

"Who exactly is the boss?" Jack replied, looking up from Ianto who was wandering around trying to get Charlie to sleep.

"I don't care who the fucking boss is!" Owen pulled at his hair. "How are we supposed to work with you playing happy families around us?"

"I don't remember moaning when you and Gwen were doing the same," Jack glared at Owen. "Sorry, Gwen."

Gwen tried not to look bothered at being dragged into the argument. Despite the fact that she knew everyone at Torchwood had been fully aware of the affair she and Owen had embarked on, she found it cringe worthy when anyone talked about it.

"That's got nothing to do with this," Owen growled, his teeth clenched. "We didn't push it everyone else faces!"

"Well you sorta did!" Jack snapped in reply. "You weren't exactly subtle!"

"Will both of you stop it!" Ianto surprised everyone with his sudden outburst. Jack and Owen looked at him, startled.

Ianto just shook his head, tutting to himself. He pulled Charlie into a more comfortable position and headed up to Jack's room intent on putting the baby to bed.

Gwen and Tosh gave Jack and Owen 'that was your fault' looks. The two men just huffed and returned to their workstations, fuming.

A blip appeared on Tosh's computer screen and she turned to it, frowning as she bought up the readings. Her frown slipped when she realised what it was.

"Guys, we've got a code five," she called out.

Jack paused halfway up the stairs, Owen turned from Tosh's left to look at her and Gwen rose from her chair slightly to look over.

"Code five?" She asked in confusion.

"Ever the newbie," Owen muttered rolling his eyes.

"Code five is grounded alien threat," Tosh explained, ignoring Owen. "It means a member of the public has reported something alien to the police and they've mailed it straight to us."

Jack nodded, thinking quickly.

"Right, Owen, gather up your medical kit in case there are any injuries, and pack extra retcon this time. Tosh, Gwen, prep the SUV, I'm just going to tell Ianto that we're off," Jack reeled off quickly, continuing up the stairs.

"That's right, confirm with the wife that you can leave," Owen muttered, gathering up his stuff. "Ow!"

Tosh whacked him over the head as she approached Gwen to try and collect whatever information they could in the few minutes that Jack was busy.

Jack wandered down to the backroom and found Ianto, watching Charlie sleep. He stood next to the other man for a moment looking down at what was now their son, contemplating.

"There's been a code five," Jack said after a minute.

"Oh right," Ianto looked up at Jack. "Where?"

"Not sure yet, Tosh and Gwen are prepping the SUV," Jack replied. "But I came down to let you know that we're gonna be out for a bit."

Ianto nodded. He knew what Jack was saying. You stay behind with the kid cause this is how it's gonna work. Ianto sighed quietly to himself.

"Do you want some coffee ready for when you get back?" He asked glancing back at Charlie who was laying spread eagled across the bottom of the cot, his ruffled brown hair sticking up at odd angles.

"Please," Jack gave Ianto's hand a quick squeeze. "It won't always be like this. I promise. I won't leave you behind every time."

Ianto looked at Jack again wanting to believe him. But he'd had too many promises broken to be able to trust them until they were fulfilled. But Jack's not my mother Ianto had to remind himself as he watched the Captain return to his team.

Ianto glanced once more at Charlie and sighed again, wondering if Jack would notice if he went through the cutlery draw whilst the team was gone.