Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or Doctor Who, if I did Jack and Ianto would have gotten the happy ending they deserved and Owen and Tosh would still be alive.

Chapter 4

When Toshiko Sato went to bed after long hours of working on the latest time device ordered by UNIT, she had not counted on being woken up at almost three in the morning by someone pounding on her door. Making sure she had her trusty sonic blaster in hand, she made her way down to her door. After taking one look through the peephole and seeing who was at her door, Tosh placed her sonic blaster down and swung open the door. "Ianto, are you okay?" she asked as she pulled her friend inside. "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Ianto was clearly shaken and that worried Tosh; it took an awful lot to rattle Ianto Jones. As she helped her friend over to the nearby couch, she took the opportunity to study him. "Tell me what happened, Ianto; are you in trouble?" Tosh was afraid that Jack was already after her friend.

A snort of hysterical laughter escaped Ianto's lips, which only worried Tosh further. "You could say that," Ianto admitted softly. He was unable to look his friend in the eye, so he stared down at his clasped hands.

Tosh rested a comforting hand on Ianto's arm. "Tell me what happened and we'll figure something out, I promise."

Taking one look into Tosh's concerned eyes the story began to fall from Ianto's lips. Within moments he'd confessed the entire evening's events, right down to the soul-searing kiss.

Tosh could hardly believe what she had just heard. "Jack Harkness kissed you?" she squealed excitedly. "What was it like? Is he really as good as they say he is? Tell me everything." she demanded to know.

The look Ianto gave her made it clear that he was questioning her sanity. "After everything I just told you, that's what you latch onto?"

Tosh rolled her eyes. "Ianto, come on! You have to admit that for a criminal, Jack Harkness is a walking talking sex god and now he's interested in you!" She was so excited that she was bouncing in her seat until a sobering thought struck her. "Don't tell me you're still letting Rose get to you?"

Ianto shifted uncomfortably and tried to keep his face as neutral as he could; he didn't like to think about his ex-girlfriend. Ianto did not want to admit that he'd been blindly in love with a woman was just using him to get close to John and who then broke his heart in to tiny pieces when Harold learned all about her plans.

He tried to shrug casually, but he didn't fool Tosh. "But she was right; I am a total loser and no one wants to be with a loser. So why would someone like Jack ever want someone like me?" Ianto asked in a small voice and his body seemed to shrink in on itself.

Normally Toshiko Sato was not a violent woman but hearing Ianto talk about himself in such a disparaging way and knowing that it was because of Rose Tyler brought out her murderous side. "Now you listen to me, Ianto Jones! Rose Tyler is not a saint; she used you to get close to a married man because she couldn't let go of a simple schoolgirl crush. She was a fool and you are far better off without her." Tosh put her hand under Ianto's chin and turned his head so she could see into his eyes. "You are a kind and a wonderful person, Ianto, and some day, you're going to make someone very, very happy. If I swung your way I would have snatched you up long ago."

Ianto felt his first smile of the evening spread across his face. "And if you did I'd have made an honest woman out of you a long time ago." He pressed a kiss onto her hair as she snuggled in against his side.

"You can stay here as long as you want and I won't tell anyone what happened tonight. But something tells me that Jack Harkness isn't going to let you get away very easy. You are beautiful, Ianto; I just wish you can see that." Tosh murmured sleepily. 'Despite the fact that he's a dangerous man, maybe, just maybe, he's what Ianto needs. Maybe he'd the one who will show Ianto just how special he is.'

Jack was pleased to hear Mickey and Jake's report that his little mouse was safe and sound at Toshiko's house. He was well aware of the friendship that Ianto and Tosh shared. "Sleep tight, my Ianto, and dream sweet dreams of our future together, for soon you will be right where you belong, in my bed and at my side." Jack knew that his dreams were going to be filled with Ianto and all the delicious naughtiness that could have happened in that warehouse.

Ianto took Tosh up on her offer and stayed for three days until he began to long for his own bed and a change of clothes. With a tight hug of thanks, Ianto steeled himself and left the safety of Tosh's flat. As he made the short journey home, he kept a close eye on his surroundings, looking for anything out of the ordinary, any sign that he was being followed. To his surprise, the trip was completely uneventful. Feeling a little foolish about his over-active imagination, Ianto collected his post and went up to his third-floor loft.

The instant he stepped across the threshold, Ianto knew something was off; he didn't have a chance to figure it out on his own before the low, seductive male voice came from the shadows. "Hello, little mouse."

Ianto barely had time to blink before once again he found himself pinned against the wall by Jack's hard body. Jack's blue eyes sparkled with wicked delight. "Well this seems awfully familiar; don't you think?" Jack drawled as he raked his eyes over the planes of Ianto's face.

"What are you doing here? This is breaking and entering." Ianto snapped at Jack. Normally he wouldn't dare question someone as dangerous as Jack but he was tired, damn it, and all he wanted was a nice hot shower and then a long nap, curled up in his own bed. Ianto felt himself blush as a sudden yawn threatened to split his face open; it was hard to look tough when you were yawning.

"Aww, is my little mouse tired? I can put you to bed, if you want. And you should already know why I'm here. I'm here for you, and I always get what I want, Ianto Jones, always." Jack purred his words into Ianto's ear before trailing his mouth down to nuzzle the flesh behind Ianto's ear. "Stop fighting and just give in; you know it's what we both want." His breathy whispers teased and tickled the flesh he found there, and his lips curved into a wicked grin as he felt Ianto's faint shudders. His boy wanted him, Jack could feel the proof pressing tantalizingly against his thigh and no matter what, Jack would have him.

In all of his young life Ianto had never experienced so much passion directed at him and him alone; it took every last ounce of his willpower not to give in to Jack Harkness. But before he could push Jack away, he felt a sharp prick in the back of his neck and his world instantly turned black.

Jack easily caught Ianto's limp body as he sagged bonelessly towards the floor. "Sorry, Yan, but you left me no other choice." Jack hated to drug his little mouse but it was the only way he would get the man to come with him without a fight. Ianto Jones was a little too stubborn for his own good.

Shifting Ianto's weight, Jack managed arranged his boy into a fireman's carry and freeing one hand he pushed on his com. "Jake, bring the car around; the mouse trap has been sprung." Jack issued the orders with a smile as he glanced out of the corner of his eye at Ianto's slumbering face. He couldn't wait to wake up every morning to such a beautiful sight.

Whistling a happy, carefree tune, Jack carried his precious bundle out of the flat. He's send his men back to clear out Ianto's belongings, and then he would decide what Ianto could keep and what would have to go. After that he'd make sure the property went on the market as soon as possible. Ianto wouldn't need his place any more; after all, he would be living with Jack from this moment on.

TBC…