Author's Note: Hi all! Just so you know, this has been beta'd by the wonderful InsanityamI. The title was Insanity's suggestion, and I'm not sure I'm a hundred percent happy with it even though it's way better than my original. I'm open to alternatives, if anyone out there has any ideas... Please enjoy and leave a review!

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Chapter 2 That Boss of Yours

The trip to the warehouse was made in complete silence, for Ianto at least. Jack didn't shut up practically the whole trip. It was just one wild story after another with him and Ianto found himself rolling his eyes more than he had in weeks.

When they reached their destination Jack hopped out of the SUV before it had stopped moving. Ianto took his time shutting the engine off and removing the key from the ignition. By the time he stepped out and closed his door Jack already had the scanner out and was starting a scan.

"Looks like there's still a faint energy signal on the roof," Jack said. Ianto frowned and tried to manoeuvre himself so he could look at the scanner's small screen. Jack jerked it away from him, "C'mon, this way."

He led the way over to a building full of deserted flats. Ianto saw where he was headed and stopped in his tracks. "Jack, you can't be serious." The American turned to look at him, confusion painting his features. "The last time you tried the lift you were trapped in it."

Jack grinned, "Yeah. It was fun!"

Ianto rolled his eyes, "I'll bet it was. But we don't have anyone to come rescue us. Do you really think it's a good idea to get stuck in there this time?"

Jack's grin faltered, "Toshiko fixed it."

"Do you want to chance it?"

"Why not? I trust Toshiko, don't you?"

"'No," Ianto sighed, he just wasn't going to win. "Let's go then."

They climbed into the dirty old lift and started going up. They hadn't gone more than a floor and half when Ianto's mobile rang shrilly.

"Sorry," he mumbled as he pulled it out. Sylvia was flashing across the screen, he really wasn't going to win, tonight just wasn't his night. Thinking he should just get it done and over with Ianto flipped his phone open. "Hi, babe."

"Where the hell are you?"

Ianto pulled the phone away and winced, "I'm working late, I told you."

"Yeah, right! Don't lie to me, Ianto Jones." Sylvia's voice was shrill and slightly slurred, apparently she hadn't waited for him. "You're seeing someone else!"

"No, I'm not." Ianto tried to keep his voice reasonable, he'd found a neutral tone worked best with angry women. "My boss asked me to stay late and help him with something. It was all very last minute."

"Sure. That's why I haven't seen you for more than five minutes for the last week! You could just tell me, Ianto." The slurring in her voice was getting stronger. "You could have just told me."

"Told you what?" Ianto flicked his eyes over to Jack. Judging by the look on his face the other man could hear every word of what was being said. Ianto tried to ignore him.

"That you have someone else. That boss of yours-"

Ianto was speechless, "What!"

"It's OK. Honestly, I don't mind. There are plenty of others out there who don't bend over their boss' desk whenever he asks for it!"

"Sylvia, listen to me. You don't understand -"

"No. It's over, Ianto. It's been fun, but it's over." Sylvia was crying now, "Bye."

"Sylvia, wait!" Ianto was practically shouting, but it was too late. She'd hung up. Ianto let his mobile fall to his side and leant his head against the grimy lift wall.

"Women," Jack said. "Fun, aren't they?" Ianto grunted noncommittally. "You shouldn't have broken your date with her. I could have handled this on my own."

"No, it's OK." Ianto stood up straight and put his mobile back in his pocket. He automatically began straightening his suit. "I'll call her in the morning and try to talk her out of it."

"I'll just have to make tonight worth your while then," Jack approached him with a predatory gleam in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around Ianto's waist, rumpling his freshly straightened jacket, and planted a kiss on Ianto's cheek. "Do you mind having me for a consolation prize?"

Ianto smirked, leave it to Jack. "Jack, if you think I'm going to let you shag me like you shagged Gwen then you've got another thing coming."

At that exact moment the lift gave a sick sounding bing and the doors slid back lethargically.