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Chapter 6

Ianto walked into the Hub and walked over to the coffee machine. As he got to work making everyone's morning cup, Ianto paused and considered the unusual silence.

"Myfawny?" Ianto called up to the pterodactyls cave. Not hearing a response, Ianto glanced around worriedly. A groan escaped him as he let his head hang.

"Shit shit shit shit… JACK!!" Ianto roared his boss's name, glad when the slightly tousled figure strode quickly out of his office.

"What? What's wrong, Ianto?"

"What's wrong? How's this, your deranged friend is missing and so is Myfawny." Ianto gestured wildly, the stress of the overactive Rift and the psychotic Doctor overflowing. Jack grabbed Ianto's wrist and pulled it down sharply, whispering soothing words and promises that he would sedate the Doctor, Jack managed to calm Ianto down enough for him to continue making the coffee.

"Stay here, I'll be back as soon as I can with Myfawny and the Doctor." Jack ran into his office to grab his coat before barrelling out the door passing a grumpy Owen and surprised Tosh on the way out.

"Jack, what's wrong?"

"Talk to Ianto." Jack's voice drifted down the corridor as he disappeared. Tosh, confused, turned to look at Ianto who was handing coffee to Owen. Nodding to Gwen as she arrived, Ianto sat down and picked up a pillow, twisting it violently as he explained to the others what was happening.

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Jack raced outside and flipped open his Vortex Manipulator, angrily pressing the buttons. He frowned as he waited for the thing to scan the area for Myfawny. He sighed, what had he done to deserve this? His wrist beeped and he focused on the read-out. Flipping the cover back over, he straightened his back and walked across the Plas. Walked might not be the right word, Captain Jack Harkness never just walked anywhere, but rather he strutted; he smirked slightly, mood improved just a little bit as he saw a group of girls checking him out. Turning down an alley way, Jack stopped outside an abandoned warehouse and put his best 'no-nonsense' face on. He walked into the warehouse and looked around, eyes catching the flying figure of Myfawny easily. Holding out a chocolate bar, Jack let out a piercing whistle. Myfawny shrieked back and flew over his head before spinning back. Only then did Jack see the Doctor, clinging tightly to Myfawny's back hooting in delight.

Jack couldn't help the small smile that graced his face as he watched the Doctor fly around looking like he was having the time of his life and for that, Jack couldn't be angry at him. He walked further into the warehouse and started to laugh along with the Doctor. A cry of surprise made Jack freeze and his eyes widened comically as he saw the Doctor start to fall. He rushed forward and caught the shouting Doctor as he fell. Jack stumbled and fell backwards as the, surprisingly heavy, form of the Doctor landed on him. Nose to nose, Jack and the Doctor laughed, relaxing in each other's company.

Jack's hands rested unconsciously on the Doctor's hips and the Doctor froze. Jack looked at him quietly and started to massage small circles on the Doctor's hips. The Doctor closed his eyes and moaned slightly, pressing into the contact. Jack licked his lips hungrily as he stared up at the Doctor. Hazy brown eyes opened and stared into blue, dark with desire. Slowly, the Doctor pressed his lips to Jack's hesitantly. Feeling Jack's tongue lick across his lips, the Doctor opened his mouth slowly and groaned as he felt Jack's tongue invade his mouth. Tentatively, the Doctor fought back with his own tongue. Jack's hands continued their circles on the Doctor's hips and his own hips pressed up into the Doctor's eliciting a soft groan from the both of them.

A sharp, piercing cry echoed around the warehouse, startling the two back to full awareness. Slowly, Jack's hands stopped their ministrations. The Doctor sighed softly in displeasure, startling Jack who filed the information away for, hopefully, future reference. A slight shift and Jack's hand snapped to his sides as the Doctor stood. Jack stood slowly and glanced back at the Doctor who was scrubbing his hands over his faces and running his fingers through his hair. Jack smiled in endearment, he loved the Doctor's hair and he thought it was adorable when he messed his hair up even further. Coughing into his hand, Jack caught the Doctor's attention.

"Why don't you head back to the Hub? I'll take care of Myfawny." The Doctor nodded shortly and turned away. Jack watched as he walked away and felt disappointment well up in his chest. Turning back to when Myfawny was resting in the rafters, Jack whistled sharply again and ripped open the chocolate bar letting the sweet aroma waft through the warehouse. Myfawny glided down and grabbed the bar out of his hand.

"Well, at least one of us is getting something sweet." Jack muttered darkly, disappointment making him touchy. "Let's get back to the Hub."

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The wheel rolled back and the Doctor walked into the Hub. Ianto immediately stood and confronted the Doctor.

"I would appreciate it, sir, if you would resist the temptation to play pranks on us as we actually have a fairly important job to do…" Ianto trailed off as the Doctor looked at him, face blank. Sighing, the Doctor lowered his head in an apologetic fashion, shoulders slumped.

"I'm sorry." The Doctor spoke softly, but everyone heard him. Startled by this abrupt change in character, Ianto took an involuntary step back, shock on his face. Tosh glanced between Owen and Gwen before stepping forward slightly.

"Is something the matter?" Tosh asked, lower her head so she could look the Doctor in the eye. Sighing, the Doctor shook his head and walked over the couch. Sitting down heavily, he rested his head in his hands. The others approached nervously, not quite sure what was happening.

"How's the Rift? There shouldn't have been any activity but… I was a little busy so I wasn't paying much attention." The Doctor looked around tiredly at the others, waiting for a response. "Well?"

"There hasn't been much… a few spikes but not enough to worry about." Gwen said carefully. Owen looked at the Doctor sceptically.

"Since when have you cared about the Rift?" Owen glared daggers at the Time Lord, ignoring the painful elbow Ianto dug into his side.

"Since long before I care to share. Besides, when I got here I saw the unusually high activity levels and fixed it up so you guys could have a break, but…"

"Wait a tick, you know who you are?" The Doctor raised an eyebrow in mild annoyance.

"Of course I do, I've never forgotten." The screech of an annoyed pterodactyl made the Doctor's mouth snap shut. Brown eyes quickly scanned the Hub and not seeing Jack, he leaned forward slightly.

"Look, I'm asking you to let me keep this act up. I'm not going to do anything bad, slightly annoying yes, but nothing dangerous." The Doctor looked pleadingly at the Torchwood members. "It's just… death by exhaustion isn't exactly pleasant." The faces in front of him morphed into looks of surprise.

"You're trying to make Jack relax?" The Doctor looked closely at the faces, eyes flicking to the door as it slowly opened.

"Of course." The Doctor looked at them, his own face a picture of surprise. "He's my Jack."