" Right!" The captain clapped his hands together and walked into the main centre of the Hub. " We need new shooting lessons!" Jack smiled, and the team groaned, both knowing what this meant in Jacks eyes – Intimate time with his team.
" But we're already trained." Personally, Tosh didn't mind the contact, it was good to be touched by someone that really cared about her, and recognised her as a person.
" You are." Jack reasoned. " But now we have new weapons, so you need to be taught to handle them properly."
" So, who's first?" Gwen asked.
" Well…I already took the liberty to do Ianto-"
" I bet you did." Owen snorted. Jack ignored him and Ianto went a delicate shade of pink, proving Owens' point.
" – So now it's you Owen, then Tosh, then Gwen."
They all nodded and went back to their stations and Owen stood up, still complaining as he followed Jack.
" All I'm saying is, I will Open-fire if I feel any wandering hands…"
Jacks' laugh echoed down the corridor to the rest of the team as everyone got on with their jobs.
TW
Jacks shooting day was going brilliantly and now Gwen was standing by the range as Jack explained the new guns with avid enthusiasm.
Gwen herself was holding a Physiconic Power-Blaster (A/N: Pronounced 'si-cone-ic' ) from the Systonane (A/N: 'Sis-tone-ane') Nebula. It was chunky and felt heavy in her hands but if she concentrated on it, it was just a feather.
The casing was grey in colour, but seemed to pulse slightly under her fingers. Jack had only partially explained, but there was no ammo-holster, and no visible spaces for charging or anything, which was strange.
It was basically like a water blaster, one of the turbo-strength ones, but much deadlier, and much more sci-fi and high-tech looking.
As Jack was turning away to talked about something as he picked it up, the light reflected blindingly of off Jacks' engagement ring for the briefest of moments, and burnt a hole in Gwens' black heart with it's purity.
Gwen became suddenly overrun with jealousy. Why did the Teaboy get her Dashing hero, when it was obviously meant to be her?
After all, he was nothing more than a secretary really, but with the added bonus of suits and perfect coffee. It was so unfair that she –Gwen Cooper, ex-copper and all round brilliant friend and better girlfriend…lose to him – Ianto Jones, a messed up, psychologically damaged and depressed child.
Speak of the Devil…A suited figure walked across the back of the shooting range, after checking there was no danger of shooting itself.
Good little Ianto, always turning up when he's needed and be careful She thought bitterly. Gwen raised the Power Blaster slowly, aiming perfectly and inhaling deeply before letting out a soft breath and pulling the trigger.
Ianto looked across at Jack and Gwen a split second before the trigger was pulled. The hatred pulled across Gwens' face was more of a shock than the hit.
He went to call out but…Everything went black
A/N: At the request of my Best Iantobsessed friend, I will post the next chapter too, but it was a good place to end the Chapter! I wrote it in maths, in between revising for a test! thoughts + reviews = happy Doctorcoffeegirl! See, I am learning maths!