Sorry that it took so long but I have been at Tafe plus I had writer's block but I'm fine now as I have been writing stories for a LJ community. In this Chapter it is written from Ianto and Peter view. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Torchwood is owned by the BBC or Aunty Beeb as many British people call it.

Chapter Four

C'est la vie

Ianto

I looked out the window of the SUV. The world outside was dark except for the glimmering of the traffic lights. Smells of cigarette smoke coming from the driver side covered up the rotting flesh smell coming from the back seat. For some reason the body was decomposing quicker than a human's so Jack was driving a bit faster than he usually did. The cigarette smoke that clung to him seemed out of place but somehow I knew the source.

"Sir, I noticed that Peter's taken up smoking." I said making conversation.

"Oh you can smell that can't you?" He asked already knowing the connection. I nodded before looking back out the window. "I should really stay away when he is."

"It's really not that bad sir." I replied, smiling to myself.

Jack gave a sigh before he came to a sudden stop at the intersection near the Millennium Centre. He turned to me and gave me a smile but it was more like a worried smile that he gave when something was up with one of the team members. I didn't have to ask that he was worried about Peter as I had already made that assumption. In the past I had seen that Jack had really cared about him.

"The smoking is very uncharacteristic of him." Jack said in a worried tone that I had heard several times in the past.

"As you said yourself, there are a lot of things that we don't know about him." I replied in an assuring tone. "Something probably happened in Australia."

"Maybe, still it's good to know that he is over me." He remarked before turning the corner towards the entrance of the hub.

I suddenly felt a bit of jealousy overwhelm me as I realised that they had shared at moment before we had arrived. Knowing Jack, he would have kissed Peter after he had told him that he was over him. Even if it was meaningless I just couldn't help feel a bit jealous about the whole thing.

"I'll make it up to you, I promise." Jack said, seductively when he saw my hurtful look.

"You better." I answered with a smile. "I would have you right now if it wasn't for the smell." I added pointing to the body lying on the back seat.

Jack laughed and pulled up in front of the entrance of the hub. We climbed out and picked up the body from the back seat carefully carrying it through the corridor towards the hub. When the door opened we were met by Owen, who didn't look happy. Jack had called ahead to tell Owen that a very fast decomposing body was coming back to Torchwood. He had a trolley with him which we quickly laid the body down on before wheeling it away towards the autopsy area.

"Why are you still here?" Owen asked about thirty minutes later. I was standing at the entrance of the autopsy area with my arms resting on the railing. There wasn't much to do around the hub so I had decided to watch Owen do the autopsy. Truthfully I wanted to stay away from Captain John Hart.

"Um trying to stay away from Captain John Hart." I answered with a small smile. "Also I'm interested as to why he is quickly decomposing."

"Of course, especially since he is the ex." Owen said with an understanding sigh. "Well the least you can do is make me a coffee."

"Can't coffee machine is dangerously close to Jack's office." I explained with a disappointed sigh.

"Geez Ianto, you really need to learn not to act so jealous." Owen said looking up at me. "Oh hi sweetheart, glad you can join us."

I looked beside to see Gwen standing next to me with her hands in her pockets. Her eyes were more on Owen but she quickly turned to give me a small smile.

"I forgot to tell you Owen, Peter's back from his holiday." Gwen said quite happily. "He was the one who went to the police station."

"He's also taken up smoking." I added which made Owen look straight back up.

"What our quiet, do-gooder Aussie?" Owen asked, but the sound of his tone he seemed a bit shocked. "So that's who dropped you off!"

"If you can remember he did cheat on Jack with his ex-boyfriend." I pointed out which made both of them silent. "Not that I care though."

"I'm sure Peter had a reason." Gwen answered breaking the silence. "Jack didn't seem to be too fussed about it."

"But that's Jack being Jack isn't it." Owen replied, eyes now back on what was left of the corpse. "Now if you excuse me I've got an autopsy to finish."

"Peter was starting to look quite lonely though, even though they seemed quite close." I explained to Gwen with a small sigh. "Like he really was somewhere else."

Gwen nodded and left me to be alone watching Owen try to cut the remains of the corpse. I eyed the business suit that lay on a small table beside him. It sort of gave me the feeling of uneasiness because of the suits that I wore but for some reason my thoughts soon turned to Peter and how he was coping.

Peter

Jack had been wrong about rift keys being sold on EBay as none had been sold in the past five years or so. Even the other auction websites I usually went to came up empty. I sat back and sighed. I didn't know where else to look and it didn't help with the craving inside my head for a cigarette. Thoughts of Jack crept on to my head as I knew that I probably left the stench of cigarette smoke on his coat. Ianto might have noticed and it would have ended up with Jack telling him that he was worried or even that I was over him. Probably even both.

Ianto had been a good friend to me during those months while I was away. He had emailed me, giving me up to date gossip from the hub. Jack didn't have a clue that he had done this as Ianto wanted to keep it secret. I didn't know why but I never asked. In return I had told him everything that had ever happened in Australia. So really he knew why I had taken up smoking and why I couldn't get along with my soon to be stepfather. Sleeping with my soon to be stepbrother might had something to do with it.

Suddenly I heard the familiar popping sound of my Torchwood email client program pop up. I had to clients installed on my computer for work and personal email. I even had two IM accounts. Opening up the client I noticed that it was from UNIT, which wasn't odd as they were always trying to find out stuff from us. I was curious though as the sender was a name that I didn't recognise. Opening it I was interested to read what the email contained, after a few minutes I reached for the cordless.

"Hello, this is Peter Clarkson, calling from Torchwood; yes I would like to speak to a Dr Martha Jones on the subject of her email!"

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