Ianto closed the door behind him with a satisfied sigh. It had been a long morning, a hard morning. Jack had meant what he said about him going to see a psychiatrist and even though Ianto really didn't want to, he had to keep his promise. He didn't want to leave the house on his own and he was glad Jack didn't even suggest it. Jack had drove him to the hospital and sat in the waiting area reading male health magazines for the house Ianto was inside the small box room. Ianto had been visibly shaking, the thought of leaving Jack even for an hour scared him, just as it did Jack. Ianto was still shaking when he came out but once Jack's strong arms were around him he felt better, he felt safe.

It wasn't as bad as he imagined it would be. Obviously he had to change a little of what he said. Torchwood didn't exactly have a psychiatrist on hand, though he figured it would probably be a useful thing to have. Before they would all rant at Owen if there was a problem, and he would prescribe what he thought best. Most of the time he had told Jack that they would need the morning off so they could take a sleeping pill and have a full nights sleep. It normally worked, even for Jack and they'd be better for a week and then they would repeat it.

"Did it go okay?" Jack asked as he pulled Ianto gently own on the sofa. He wrapped an arm tight around his shoulders and held him close.

"Yeah." Ianto replied quietly. Jack knew how scared Ianto had been about slipping up and mentioning aliens and time travelling ex boyfriends and everything in between and even though Jack had said even if he did say something they could always retcon the house away. Ianto didn't like the idea of taking someone's memories because he couldn't handle his own thoughts and emotions.

"Did you open up properly?" Jack asked, his fingers gently playing with the strands of Ianto's hair at his neck.

"I told her about...him." Ianto said his eyes closing. Whenever he closed his eyes though he saw him, his body looming over him a permanent smirk on his features. He tensed just thinking about him. Jack held him tighter as though he could sense what Ianto was thinking.

"Did it help?" Jack's voice was soft, calming.

"I didn't think it would. But it did." Ianto said his eyes open and looking up at Jack.

"Good. So same time next week?" Jack asked, he was glad that Ianto had found closure in talking to someone. He knew that sometimes he might not be there for him to talk to all the time, and he knew that Ianto didn't feel comfortable in talking to him about some things. He didn't blame him, there were just some things that lovers didn't like to discuss. Jack wanted Ianto to know that he could always talk to him though. He'd always make time for his lover.

"Yes." Ianto nodded. "You... you don't have to come though...you're busy."

"Never too busy for you." Jack sighed. There was no way that after today he was leaving Ianto go to the hospital on his own, not when he had been shaking like a leaf during the whole hour he was apart from Jack.

"Thank you." Ianto smiled, he wrapped an arm around Jack's middle and snuggled tighter against him. Jack had been scared and worried that any touch would repulse Ianto, he was glad that Ianto was okay with touching him. Though they hadn't done anything more then hug, and most of that time Ianto always initiated it, when Jack went to touch him there was always the little tense before he accepted the embrace. Jack tried not take it personally, he knew it would be like this for a while and he didn't want to rush Ianto into anything. Ianto also wore clothes to bed now, he never bothered before; mainly because Jack always took them off before they fell asleep. Knowing that Ianto most likely felt ashamed of his body after what had happened, Jack hadn't said anything, he knew just like the touches that it would take time for Ianto to be okay again.

"Yan..."

"Yeah?" Ianto asked softly.

"We should talk about what happens now." Jack said gently. "It's completely up to you okay. What do you want to happen with James?"

"What do you mean?" Ianto asked, his hands shaking a little. Jack rubbed soothing circles on his lower back knowing that it calmed his lover.

"He's in the cells at the hub. If it was up to me, Myfanway and Janet would have a new rag doll to fight over, but it's your decision."

"I... I don't want him to be eaten by Janet or Myfanway." Ianto mumbled.

"Give him over to the police?" Jack asked and Ianto nodded.

"If... if I was to say it was okay for him to get eaten then I'm just as much of a monster as he is, Jack." Ianto said quietly. "I don't want him to make me a monster."

"Oh, Yan. No matter what you do you could never become a monster," Jack said softly. "I'll get Gwen and John to take him to the station. There's enough evidence to get him put away for life, and if he isn't then I'd make sure he is." Jack said and Ianto nodded into his chest.

"Thank you." Ianto said and pressed a soft, hesitant kiss to Jack's cheek. Jack smiled and pulled Ianto close into a tighter hug.

"Don't thank me, Ianto." Jack whispered. "I'll call Gwen and John now, tell them to take him to the station. When he's gone do you mind coming to the Hub with me?"

"No, I don't mind." Ianto smiled. Jack grabbed his phone and rang Gwen telling her to take James to the police station and hand him over to them. Gwen had asked how Ianto was and Jack said he was okay, Ianto smiled as he snuggled in close.

"Come on then." Jack grinned, he stood up and took Ianto's hand in his and they made their way to the hub five minute later.