Picture Perfect Chapter Two
Ianto couldn't believe what he'd just heard. Jack Harkness loves me. No! Must have heard wrong.
"Really? You love me, too?"
Jack kissed the top of his head. "Since that first time we met. Haven't been able to get you out of my mind for longer than five minutes at a time."
Ianto smiled. "I thought it was just me. I….was confused at first, but I knew I felt something for you." He took a deep breath. "Even after Lisa….it wouldn't go away. It was too strong and I couldn't fight it….didn't want to fight it." He broke eye contact.
"I never, ever thought I'd win your love. You were straight, I knew that from the start. I flirted, yeah, but….I thought you just went along with it cos I was your boss."
Jack put a thumb under Ianto's chin, moving his head so their eyes met again.
"I really do love you."
"Wasted time, haven't we?" said Ianto.
"Yeah, but now we know. Dinner, tonight. You and me. Say yes."
Ianto beamed. "Yes."
Jack helped Ianto to his feet. "No more being gloomy, okay?"
Ianto nodded
"Dinner and a movie tonight. Target practice in the morning."
They left the archives and went back up into the Hub.
Gwen was watching as they walked to the coffee machine.
"By the way, who took that picture on your phone?"
Ianto cleared his throat. "Owen took it that time we all got locked in the Hub."
"Just us guys, you mean? I remember. Did you ask him? Seeing as it was your phone."
"As I recall, he borrowed it to call his date that night. When I made a phone call the next day, I saw the picture. I….just kept it."
"As you do." Jack smiled. "I'm glad you did." He cleared his throat. "We'll have to get a proper one done."
Ianto looked at him, a smile growing across his youthful face. "Yes, we will." Ianto could see Gwen watching them. "I better get on and make coffee. Gwen's giving me the evil eye." He turned serious. "I think she's in love with you."
"She in love with the idea of me, to be more precise."
Ianto frowned, not understanding.
Jack explained. "She was the first one to find out I couldn't die. Suzie shot me in the head and I came back to life within minutes. I told her all about it." Jack looked directly at Gwen and she looked away. "You guys didn't find out until Owen shot me."
"It was quite a shock, too." Ianto smiled. "But a pleasant one."
"So, I'll pick you up around 7pm and we'll go to dinner, maybe a movie, okay?"
"Fine by me."
"Good." Jack winked. "Make my coffee extra strong. Thanks," then he went to his office.
Gwen walked up along side Ianto. "What was that all about?"
"Jack wants his coffee industrial strength two," he smiled.
Gwen walked away looking annoyed. It brought a smile to Ianto's face, his troubles now forgotten.
As he took the coffee's around to the other members of the team, Owen stopped to talk to him.
"So, you'll be joining us soon then?"
Ianto nodded. "Looks that way. Target practise for a while first though."
"You'll get the hang of it. Even I can shoot."
They both smiled.
"Better get on."
"Yeah."
Climbing the stairs to Jack's office, he went in, placing the familiar blue and white cup on Jack's desk. "Industrial strength mark 2."
"Mmm, just what the Captain ordered. Smells good."
"I added a few extra ingredients."
Intrigued, Jack took a sip. "Wow, that hit's the stop."
"Don't tell the others." He smiled.
Jack put a finger to the side of his nose. "Your little secret."
"That makes two now then."
Jack nodded. "Yeah."
Ianto left the office and went up to the tourist information centre. Unlocking the door, he stepped outside. The sun beat down on his face. It was a glorious day.
"Excuse, please," came a voice from beside him. "You take photglaph for me?"
A Chinese tourist shoved a camera at Ianto.
"Sure," he smiled, accepting it.
After taking two or three pictures, Ianto handed the camera back.
"Tank you, velly much."
Ianto smiled and went back inside.
He tidied the shelves and added new leaflets to the container. He swept the floor, even though it didn't need it. By the time he'd finished, you could have eaten off the floor. He settled down in front of the computer and began to type up a report Owen had written out.
"Typical doctor scrawl," he said aloud.
He typed the report, put a copy in his 'in box' file on the computer and put the original that he printed out, in a folder for Jack to sign.
Locking up the office, he went back down to the Hub, placing the folder on Tosh's desk where there were other folders for Jack from her and Gwen. An hour later and he was on his way home to get ready for his 'date' with Jack
Nothing was going to put a dampener on his day. Not now.
