Disclaimer: Still don't own anything

Warning: Slight language.

Sorry, it's short, but I wanted to get something out there than take forever especially as I am going to be very busy this week. Tell me what you think.

When Jack woke up, his nose alerted him that something was wrong. He usually woke to the smell of coffee, but there was no gorgeous aroma moving throughout the hub. Jack was used to the smell and it brought warmth to his bleak and cold bunker. He almost yelled out to see if Ianto was in the hub when he realized that Ianto was in the hub. The young man was asleep in the cells.

Jack rubbed his eyes before getting out of bed and throwing on his shirt and braces. The hub was too quiet for his liking. He made his way to the kitchen and stood in the door way. This was Ianto's domain and it felt like trespassing, which Jack thought ridiculous since it was technically his space and not Ianto's. He took the first step into the kitchen area and shuddered as he passed through that threshold. He didn't stay long however because the coffee machine looked more like alien technology than a kitchen appliance. His caffeine addiction overcame him and he decided that he could run to Starbucks.

So Starbucks hadn't been a great idea. It had taken him twice as long as he thought, it was raining so he was soaked, and a car sprayed him with mud as it passed. To top it off, the coffee was now cold. Jack growled as he looked at his now ruined clothes in the mirror before putting them in the bin and changing. This was already turning out to be a bad day and it barely begun.

Jack resorted to doing some paperwork from the past week. He could've made a serious dent in the pile if the phone stopped ringing, but it didn't. He had four phone calls from Unit and two from Torchwood House and several from the PM office. His office phone had never rang that much since Ianto came on staff. The fact that his out pile didn't disappear as it was filled also didn't go unnoticed. The time slipped by him as he continued working and before he knew it the clock struck 9 and Jack decided that work hours were long over. Jack was just about to shut off the lights when an alarm sounded. He ran to the computer to see what the problem was but soon tensed when the alert was internal and coming from the cells. Grabbing his gun he raced down into the cells to see what the problem was.

The "guests" were going mad. All of them, tearing and banging against the cell walls. All of them, expect one Ianto Jones who was laying very calmly on the bench in his cell.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Jack questioned, running his hand through his hair.

"What time is it?" Ianto yelled to Jack while continuing to stare at the ceiling.

"Just past nice. Why?" Jack answered, walking towards the glass.

"Oh, well that makes sense," Ianto replied, still not looking at Jack.

"Care to tell me what's going on?"

"Come on Captain, give it some thought." Jack couldn't see, but he sure the young man was smirking. He knew something like this would happen, and he was clearly getting joy out of Jack's discomfort.

"It's late," Jack said thinking out loud.

"Yep. And?" Ianto replied back, now holding his hand up at arms length, studying the blood still embedded in his finger nails.

"And I haven't given them much attention today."

"Warmer."

"And...shit."

"I think he's got it," Ianto laughed.

"I didn't feed them today."

With that, Ianto sat up and turned towards Jack. "They are used to getting fed at five, sir."

"Oh damn. Sorry guys," Jack said to the whole cell block. "I'll uh, dammit Ianto, what do I feed them?"

Ianto snorted. "You're the bloody boss Jack, you should know."

"Well, I clearly don't so just tell me!" Ianto didn't respond. "Come on, Ianto. These are the guests we are talking about here. Just tell me so I can feed them. You don't want their lives on your conscious too."

Ianto stiffened. Jack chose his words precisely to sting, and sting they did.

"Fine. Janet gets a steak, raw, it's in the containment freezer. Cells 2-6 all get a bowl of the greens in the fridge. It's labeled 2-6 on the container. Cells 7 and 8 get the meat in the freezer. It's next to Janet's steak. Also you need to order salmon from the fish market for Myfanwy. Oh and call the Chinese restaurant and order a number 4."

"Who gets Chinese?"

"You do. I'm sure you've forgotten to eat today," Ianto replied. Jack tried to hide his smile. He had forgotten about eating that day. It wasn't something he usually covered. If Ianto put food on his desk, he'd eat it. It was simple.

"What do you want?"

"I'm not hungry, sir."

"Ianto, you have to eat something."

"I'm not hungry, and I don't think I could keep it down anyway, sir." Jack appeared to accept Ianto's reasoning, but it did not stop him from bringing down half his order of Chinese and putting it in Ianto's cell when he went to feed the rest of the guests. Ianto didn't touch the food he was offered. Besides during his short conversation with Jack, Ianto had felt sick all day. Ianto began to yarn and knew it was getting late, but to look on the bright side, one day down, a life time to go.