A/N - Huge apologies for how long it took to get this up. If it's any consolation the next chapter is already written and should be up soon :). Big thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, and to those who I haven't responded to yet I'm so sorry, I'm having to PM everyone cos my review reply thing doesn't work. Sorry! Hope you enjoy the chapter :D.

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Chapter 8

Double Date Invitations

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"She's a sleeper agent," Jack said, as he sat at the table.

After taking the probe off Beth, they'd locked her back up in a cell, Jack leading them all up to the conference room to explain what was going on.

"Their official designation is Cell 114, they infiltrate planets, adapting their bodies, gathering intelligence until they're ready to take over," Jack finished, his eyes once again meeting Ianto's, Ianto wondering how bad these beings were that Jack was showing him how worried he was.

"Well, we know she's not the only one," Owen said, leaning back in his chair and looking at the screen.

"But what do they want? What do they want with Ianto?" Tosh asked, looking at him with a concerned gaze. "And what did they want with the other two men?"

Frowning, Ianto moved a little uncomfortably, his mind whirling with thoughts of what exactly the aliens wanted with him. When they had taken him the first time, they'd been asking about Lisa, about his life with her, about his family. He had never been able to make sense of it and he still couldn't figure out exactly what it was they had been searching for.

"So we need to prepare for an invasion?" Gwen asked, frown on her face as she twirled a pen between her fingers.

"I don't think so," Hart replied, Ianto not missing the glare that Jack was sending the man, had been since Hart had kissed him. He felt his face flush a little as he thought of the kiss, feeling slightly guilty at the pleasure he'd felt when he'd seen Jack's reaction.

As if he could tell Ianto was thinking about him, Jack's eyes met his, something shifting in them that had Ianto's stomach doing a flip, before he forced himself to listen to what Hart was saying, tearing his eyes away from bright blue ones.

"… said they were trying to activate her," Hart continued. "If they were ready for an invasion, then all the sleeper agents would be activated at the same time."

"So these other ones," Gwen asked, "they're not sleeper agents?"

"I don't think so," Hart replied, shaking his head, serious look on his face. "Oh, they're agents, but I don't think they've been here like the others."

"Which brings us back to what they want," Tosh said. "I could take a look at Beth's work, see if that can show us anything."

"Doubtful," Jack replied, running a hand over his face. "But it's worth a look. See what you can find, Tosh. We're running through CCTV to see if we can find where they went. Until then, there isn't a lot we can do. The rest of you take a break, head home, have a nap. I'll see you back here in a couple of hours."

Ianto stood with the others, straightening his vest, before he started to move out of the room.

"Ianto," Jack called. "A minute?"

Smiling at the others as they left, Ianto tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, watching a little warily as Jack stood, moving closer to him, remembering what had happened the last time.

"I was wondering if you're free for dinner?" Jack asked, his cocky smile not quiet reaching his eyes, Ianto not missing the uncertain tone in Jack's voice.

"I am … Sir," Ianto replied, his chest feeling tight as Jack's smile turned more real, as he moved closer.

"I'll pick you up at eight?" Jack asked, Ianto unable to stop looking into the blue eyes, Jack's pheromones making his head feel light.

"That sounds acceptable," Ianto replied, moving closer when Jack's hands grabbed his hips, pulling them flush together.

"Good," Jack murmured, eyes searching Ianto's, before dipping his head and kissing him.

Moaning, Ianto couldn't help it when his hands reached up and threaded their way through Jack's hair, his mouth opening as Jack's tongue swiped against his lips, another moan leaving him as Jack explored his mouth.

He'd almost forgotten how good Jack was at this, at kissing him, at making him feel like they were the only two people in the universe, that he was the only important person in the universe.

"Jack," he whispered, as Jack pulled away, the Captain kissing his way up Ianto's jaw, before making his way down his neck, growling a little as he met Ianto's collar.

"Oi, Tea Boy, your car is bloody well blocking mine."

Owen's voice jolted Ianto out of the daze he'd been in, allowed him to take a step away from Jack, even though every part of his body was telling him that he was exactly where he was supposed to be.

"Jack," Ianto said, taking another step away, not missing Jack's dilated pupils, or his swollen mouth, the sight sending warmth through him, pooling in his stomach.

"I'll see you at eight, Ianto?" Jack asked huskily, the uncertainty back in his voice.

"Yes, Sir," Ianto replied, smile spreading across his face. "I'll see you then."

"Oi, if you don't come soon, I'm just going to back into your damn car."

Rolling his eyes, Ianto smiled once more at Jack, before leaving the room, feeling Jack's eyes on him the whole time.

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Running his hand down the jumper, to make sure it sat correctly on him, Ianto couldn't help but notice the butterflies still flying around in his stomach, the way his heart was racing that little bit faster.

It was ridiculous, he'd been on dates before, plenty of them, so why was he so nervous?

The little voice in the back of his mind, the one that seemed to be saying a lot these days, pointed out that none of those dates had been with Jack.

He almost jumped when there was a knock on the door, a little surprised when he looked down at his watch to see that Jack was half an hour early.

"You're early," he said, small smile on his face as he pulled the door open.

"Didn't realize you were expecting me, Precious," Hart replied, pushing off the door frame where he'd been leaning and sauntering into Ianto's apartment.

Ianto knew he should be annoyed, should tell the other man to leave, but there was just something about Hart that made it impossible for him.

"What are you doing here, Hart?" he asked, still standing with the door open, watching as the Captain turned around, his eyes running slowly up Ianto's body, making a flush rise to his cheeks.

"Well, well," Hart purred, sauntering back towards him. "Don't you just look edible, Eye Candy. Got a hot date?"

Rolling his eyes, and realizing that Hart wasn't about to leave, Ianto closed the door, moving past the other man, not missing the way he purposely made Ianto push past him, and into the kitchen.

"As a matter of fact," he replied, pouring the Captain a coffee. "I do."

"Anyone I know?" Hart asked, following Ianto as he walked into the lounge room and sitting next to him on the couch.

Rolling his eyes, Ianto couldn't help the smile that spread across his face.

"With Jack, actually," Ianto replied, not missing the way Hart moved closer to him, their arms and legs pushing against each other.

"Lucky man," Hart murmured, that real smile Ianto had seen earlier in the car back on his face. "So have you made up your mind about my question?"

Looking into the other man's eyes, Ianto felt his heart clench, something like guilt running through him, making him turn more towards the Captain, part of him wishing they'd met before Jack had come back.

"John," he said, putting his cup down on the coffee table. "I … I can't … it's not that I don't …"

Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair, trying to find the words to make the other man understand that he didn't want to hurt him. And while he couldn't deny the attraction he felt for Hart, the part of him that liked the man, he couldn't deny that what he felt for Jack was stronger.

"It's alright, Ianto," John murmured, his hand resting on Ianto's knee, thumb rubbing it in soothing strokes. "I understand."

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A/N - As always let me know what you thought :).