"Mr. Hart stop pulling Ms. Jones hair! I know you're just jealous of her gorgeous tanning, but you're acting like a four year old. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really a kindergarten teacher. Ms. Tyler, do not touch that it is an antique. Mr. Harper! Take that out of your mouth immediately! You should not eat the plastic fruits, you're going to get a stomachache! Didn't I just tell you to stop pulling Ms. Jones hair Hart, this is your last warning" John had taken his class on a school trip to a town near Cardiff. They would stay there over the weekend in a pretty nice hotel. John and Jack shared a room, when he should actually have been sleeping alone. Jack should have shared a room with Ianto and Hart but they ignored it, it wasn't like anyone cared. Toshiko and Owen were also sharing a room.

They were in a museum over the day, John wanted them to get inspired to write a report on something that interested them in the museum. He was substituting for the history teacher who had become sick the night before the school trip. He was the only teacher who was free to go instead of the history teacher.

Rose and Martha were giggling in the background, they were talking about how John had complimented Martha's skin color. John gave the giggling girls a smile before he continued trying to teach the young adults about Africa's history. He was really good at it, but he had chosen to become a physics teacher and not a history teacher. The day continued until it was time to return to the hotel.

"Okay, you're all free to do whatever you want in the town until dinner, this is our last night here so don't forget to buy the things you like. Before you go I just want you to tell me about what you were planning to write about, then you can leave. Has anyone seen Mr. Harkness?" The students looked around them for a while. They were mumbling about something.

"No sir, we haven't seen him for the whole day," Rose said. "Not Mr. Jones ether, they both have been gone since morning."

John didn't like the sound of that. He tried to call Jack but he got no answer. Jack was such a hypocrite. Jack had spanked him the day before, in the hotel room, for not bringing his phone with him when he went outside for a walk around the neighborhood. He didn't answer his own phone. John learned to at least tell Jack where he was going.

John was close to rubbing his sore bottom but stopped himself at the last second. His backside was still hurting from the punishment. "Tell me what you're going to write about tomorrow, I will try to make contact with Mr. Harkness and Mr. Jones, I also want you to decide if you want to write the report alone or in a group."

He got Ianto's number and tried to call both his students. He sent a text to both of them asking them where they were and the rest of the class was waiting for them at the hotel. When the sun began to set, he was becoming more nervous. He hadn't got an answer from either of the boys. He went to bed with a really big lump in his stomach.

Jack was walking around in a forest with Ianto. He had followed his friend because he wanted to see the forest closer but didn't want to go alone. He was afraid to get lost so he had asked Jack to go with him. It was kind of ironic because they were lost, neither of them had any idea where they were expect for being in a forest. It had been quite relaxing in the beginning, he had to go and camp with John sometime. But as the time went by, his phone died, he hadn't got a signal in the first place so it really didn't mattered.

It was getting darker and Ianto was standing close to him. The Welshman looked calm but he knew they both were getting paranoid. Jack couldn't help himself from thinking about the film he had watched with John about some teens who drove in the forest but their car broke down and they were hunted buy some mutants who wanted to eat them. He was thinking about almost every horror film he had watched until he calmed himself down.

"I can't see a thing, I don't think we could find the way out in the darkness, we can try again tomorrow. Right now we should be searching for somewhere to sleep." Ianto nodded in agreement.

"I'm sorry sir, but it is too wet here to start a fire." Ianto looked sad.

"It's alright, we'll figure something out, I think we could sleep between those rocks, it looks like it gives shelter." Jack was referring to some rocks that almost built a cave.

They had been eating some berries and mushrooms that they both knew they could eat, but Jack was still hungry. He was spoiled with home cooked meals every day by John. He would do almost anything for some of John's Shepherd pie. His stomach growled a little. He knew he had put on some weight after he had moved in with John.

Jack couldn't sleep. He was thinking of his Doctor. Was John searching for them? He must have noticed their absence by now, but what if John didn't care? He hated himself for even think about John in that way. He knew John was having trouble sleeping without him close.

He could hear Ianto shaking. The poor guy must be freezing. It was cold outside but his WWII coat kept him warm. Jack made a decision and laid his coat over the other man's body, as if it were a quilt.

"Aren't you cold sir?" Ianto was now looking at the other man with a worried look. Jack shook his head. "Thank you sir." Jack noticed Ianto's change in breathing, the younger male must have fallen asleep. He slowly drifted to sleep himself. He was really tired.

Jack awoke early the next day. His back was stiff and he felt tired and cold. He sneezed and he could feel that his throat was sore. His head was also hurting. He most have caught a cold during the cold night. His nose was leaking. Jack couldn't remember the last time he had a cold, it was a long time ago.

"Don't tell me you have caught a cold now Mr. Harkness." It sounded like John. Jack thought he was imagining things but it really was John. "Mr. Smith? How did you found us? Are you also lost?"

"I was on my morning walk when I heard a really nice old lady talking about how she had seen two lads who were camping in the forest without a tent, when she was walking her dog. She told me that one of the lads had a WWII outfit, who else could it be?" John was a bit amused by the incident but he knew that he would be sleeping on the couch for at least one week.

"You know you're just a half mile from the hotel?"

Jack had never felt so stupid in his whole life, just a half mile from the hotel. They had been so close the whole time.

Jack had been really sick the next two weeks. John had taken pity on him and let the sick man use the bed while John slept in the guestroom. He was feeding the younger man with chicken soup. Jack was feeling better.

"Don't wander off next time, it was lucky that we found you two."

Jack knew John was right, but they both had problems with staying away from trouble.