With a little help from my friends Chapter 5
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Ianto made his way back up into the main Hub area.
Jack noticed him enter, going to Tosh's workstation.
"Ianto?"
"Yes, Jack?"
"A word, please."
"Coffee," answered Ianto, smiling.
"In my office, please."
Ianto smiled at Tosh, raising an eyebrow, walked over to the stairs and then walked up to Jack's office.
"Yes?"
"I saw John follow you….Is everything okay?"
Ianto looked around him and found a spot just behind Jack's head to stare at. "Why wouldn't it be?"
"Are you sure….if it isn't, you'd tell me, wouldn't you?"
Ianto bowed his head a little. "Of course."
Jack sat down.
Ianto still looked at that spot.
"Do you want coffee?"
"Is the Pope German?"
Ianto pretended to think and then nodded. "Yes." He turned to walk back out the door.
"He's dangerous, you know."
Ianto turned "Excuse me?"
"John Hart is a dangerous man, if he doesn't get what he wants."
Ianto moved closer to Jack's desk. "I thought he was after you!"
Jack smiled. "Was. Now I think he has his sights set on you."
'Don't I know it' thought Ianto. "I'll be careful," he smiled. "Promise."
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John wasn't very happy with himself; he'd let Ianto get away. It wouldn't happen a second time, he'd make sure of it next time. And there would be a next time, he made himself a promise.
Walking back up from the locker room, John walked into the main Hub, seated himself at Gwen's workstation, switched on the computer and with his head down, began to type.
As Ianto descended the stairs from Jack's office, he saw John. Their eyes met and held for a few seconds, before Ianto looked away, walking into the kitchen and turning on the coffee machine. He was happy to have something to take his mind off of John Hart.
Filling the filter paper with his special blend of ground beans, Ianto placed it into the machine, filled it with water, turned the lever and stood back. Bending down to get the cups out of the cupboard under the draining board, Ianto heard a whistle. At first, he smiled, looking up at Jack's office. He was horrified, however, to see that it was John, not Jack who had whistled at him. He blushed, feeling the heat making it's way up from the middle of his chest to his hairline. Turning his back, Ianto busied himself putting the cups on a round tray. Next he got a large plate and put some assorted biscuits on it.
The coffee finally began to fill the pot, it's amber nectar permeating the air with it's delicious aroma. Once the pot was full, Ianto poured it into the first of the cup, replacing it, to be refilled.
The first cups he gave to Tosh, Gwen and John - begrudgingly to the latter - and to Owen. He placed the plate of biscuits on the low coffee table by the battered old couch. By the time he got back to the kitchen, the second pot was ready. Pouring another two cups, he took them up to Jack's office.
Jack leaned forward, as Ianto placed the cups on the desk and sat down. "Was that John whistling at you?"
Ianto nodded.
Jack went to get up.
"Leave it, Jack."
Jack shook his head, settled back down and picked up his coffee. "I made a big mistake, accepting him into our team."
"He's lonely."
"Then let him go out an' find someone, Godammit! Leave you alone."
Ianto sighed. "I'm okay, Cariad. I'm feeling much better now."
Jack smiled weakly. "I still worry about you."
"I know."
Their eyes locked and held, speaking words that didn't need to be said. Then Ianto picked up his cup and began to drink his coffee.
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John watched as Ianto climbed the stairs up to Jack's office. He licked his lips as the fabric of his trousers tightened around his thigh with each stair he climbed. A smile spread across John's face as he thought of those beautiful thighs wrapped around his waist.
"Jack, you lucky bastard!" he said, under his breath. "What I wouldn't give just for one night with that beauty."
Looking back at the computer, John watched the screen, as nimble fingers punched the keys. Then he opened his wrist strap and hit a few buttons on there, too. He smiled, closing the strap and clicking 'Save' on the computer. Pushing back his chair, John made his way to the kitchen, filling his cup up again. He turned, looking up at Jack's office. He could see Ianto, cup in hand, the hint of a smile on his face.
"That's it, smile at your lover," John said, as he finished filling his cup. "Have I got a surprise for you, Ianto Jones." He smiled, going back to the computer and drinking his coffee.
