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Encounter No. 4: February 2004
Thanks to his volunteer work, Mr. White had insisted that Ianto be moved to his staff. He'd found out quickly that the young man was both quick witted, fast on his feet and a fast learner. Even after only a month of working in his department full time, Ianto knew his way around the archives as if he'd been born there. He'd also found that the young man was in the same mindset as he was about the Director of the establishment; quiet dislike and disagreement.
It was these reasons which had made Cameron White trust Ianto with the task of locating all of the items requested by Captain Harkness of Torchwood Three and moving them, all above board, to the same general area. It meant that when the inevitable day came when Jack had had enough with Yvonne Hartman's power games, he wouldn't be waiting for long to receive the requested files and tech, despite the long months of battling over them with her. It had taken a lot of overtime to set everything up.
His long hours down in the archives had drawn many questions from his friends, particularly a woman named Lisa Hallett who was a junior researcher and one of his closest friends. She'd been prodding and poking at him to get out of the 'dust vaults', as she referred to them, but he'd just ignored it. He had no desire to spend time with her obnoxious boyfriend, who always seemed to be around her and his friends.
The day when Jack Harkness had finally had enough came in early February, during Ianto's third month of working in the archives. He arrived one morning to be told, in hushed voices, to collect the materials he'd been working steadily with for the last few weeks. Without a word, Ianto had hurried off to the room that he'd collated the items together in.
Less that fifteen minutes later, he was carrying the two secure travel boxes and sign-out form to the Chief's office. As he expected, the Captain was sitting opposite his boss, looking a little less than pleased and more than a little pre-occupied
"Mr. Harkness, this is Ianto Jones." Ianto looked over at Mr. White, then back at Jack, holding the clipboard out for him to sign, smiling slightly as he nodded a greeting to him.
"If you'll just sign here to say you've received the items, sir." Jack took the pen he offered as well and scribbled a lazy signature across the bottom. Had his mere presence in the building not been a sign of a crumbling, power-hungry dictator, Ianto would've paid more attention to the man and his obvious physical highlights. I wonder what he's like without the rain cloud… Ianto thought to himself as he passed the boxes over and retreated back down to the archives. He made a mental not to go to the pub with his friends next time they asked him.