Chapter 3:

The team was gathered in the boardroom watching Ianto on the CCTV. As usual Owen was the first to broach the subject.

" So what are we going to do with him?"

"I'm not sure" Jack responded, running his fingers through his hair whilst sat at the head of the table, lounging back in his chair.

"Well, we can't just leave him there indefinitely" Tosh said practically taking notes on her laptop.

"But are you sure we can trust him?" Gwen contributed, glancing at Jack.

"He seems trustworthy for now but keep an eye on him just to be sure. I'm thinking of letting him out, see just how much he knows and decide how this is going to work. Owen you can give him a checkup, make sure he's human."

The doctor snorted, "Yeah, cos there are multiple planets with a Wales. One would think one was enough."

"Oi!" Gwen yelped indignantly and shot a glare at Owen, ready as always to entire into an argument over her national pride.

" Now kids, play nice." Jack put in, not looking away from the screen which showed Ianto sitting on the small bench in his cell, obviously trying to compartementalize the situation he had found himself in. "I'll go down there again, talk to him for a bit,find out as much as I can."

As the other two started to pack up Tosh turned to Jack "When you get a chance you should take a look at my rift monitor, there's an unusual amount of activity going on right around us but nothing has been taken or come through."

" Right" and with that much more to worry about he headed back again to the cells.

Ianto hadn't moved since Jack had left before. He had known this day was coming but the reality as well as absurdity of the scenario assaulted him in full force once the familiar blue coat and eyes had left the cells. For once he had no idea what to do. When the man you trusted most of all in the world didn't even know you, how did you carry on? Ianto wondered. Oh, and he was also a prisoner. Trapped. Brilliant! He didn't even look up as Jack came in, not being able to bear the eyes he knew so well looking right through him again.

" I suppose you'll be wanting answers then"

" At your own convienance Mr Jones then" Jack replied, trying to lighten the tension."Anything you can give us without battering the time lines too much please."

Luckily Ianto seemed to respond to the tone. "Do you mind a change of scenery? Not that this isn't lovely" tapping the hard bench he was sat on, "But I'd appreciate a proper chair. the interrogation room even."

"Kinky," Jack couldn't help but comment.

"Oh you have no idea" the Welshman flirted back and winked slightly.

Taken aback but relieved at the change in dynamic Jack unlocked the door and fastened a pair of handcuffs to the other mans wrists. Ianto had been expecting this and stood still while they were placed around his hands.

Trying not to let his imagination wander towards what exactly he'd like to do with the man and handcuffs, none of which involved much interrogation, well not that kind anyway, Jack moved behind Ianto and they walked toward the interrogation room, Jack unsurprised that Ianto knew the way and definitely NOT gaping shamelessly at the shapely arse in front of him. Well, not much anyway.

Once they had both sat down Jack attempted to begin the session the usual way.

" So we are recording this, could you answer clearly all my questions please."

"Yes, I know the drill by now Jack." Ianto replied immediately then mentally slapped himself."Sorry, sorry, I forgot."

"No problem, if I had to hazard a guess I would say this is even weirder for you than it is for me" Jack said, attempting for a reassuring tone which was quite a difficult feat for him considering the emotional tsunami going on inside his composed exterior.