I'm sorry for not updating this sooner but I keep getting distracted. I know I promised fluff but I think I must be a bit depressed because this isn't very fluffy...well, I'll try! gaia-x-goddess

Ianto was feeling pretty fucked up, if he was honest. There was, of course, the whole thing with the clones. His week had been shit, not being able to talk about it, trying to alert the others but not wanting to possibly infect them…then having to come home to his flat and to himself. Having had to watch himself and not be able to do anything about it. Then the fear for Owen, all his anger, then lust…and what was really, really, really pissing him off was that he'd shagged Owen. Well, hey, Owen was pretty hot and everything and he understood when Ianto said there was no point falling in love, sex was the only point really but he didn't know what Jack thought about it and he was angry at himself for even bloody caring what Jack thought.

And, oh yeah, there was the thing with the aliens.

Jack had worked out how to open the Hub-and he'd done something, using his wristband. "It'll take an hour," he said decisively. In truth, he should go now-stop his clone, knowing that his team would stop the clones. Save the world. Again.

But now, when it finally came to it, Jack didn't want to go. To leave them the final time…

Although Jack didn't know for certain that the only way he could stop his clone was to die, he was pretty certain. He couldn't think of any other way and he had a feeling that he and his clone would sort of…balance each other out. Burning their bodies both up…hopefully forever. Because if he came back, his clone would too…

"Jack?" Owen asked suspiciously. "You're not planning anything are you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean…look, I don't know what you're planning to do to get rid of your clone but if we can help…he can't die, Jack! And he can do that, that thing…even if you can catch him, who knows what will happen, you can't keep it locked up forever…!"

"I wasn't planning to." Jack said, knowing he couldn't tell them what he was planning, "but there are other ways of getting rid of aliens." He looked at Owen and then at Ianto and decided, right there, that if he was going to go out now he may as well have a good time.

"Guys, we've got an hour," he said lightly. He slipped casually out of his coat, knowing full well that Ianto and Owen were watching him. "What d'you want to do now?"

"I…" Ianto began, feeling his mouth dry up. Owen was watching Jack silently, thinking about what to do. Decisively he came sauntering up behind Ianto and slipped his arms around his body. Ianto jumped, surprised. Jack pouted and Owen grinned sexily at him, motioning to the ground nearby.

"We've only got an hour, come on." Ianto surprised them all by saying. Owen gazed at him, bemused by just what he'd done today and shrugged, leading Ianto to where he'd gestured.

Jack grinned triumphantly and followed the two men.

Afterwards they lay exhausted on the ground, Ianto's head resting on Owen's, rather then Jack's, body. Jack was surprised to find himself a little jealous at this sight, but it was cute and he found himself smiling, wondering if perhaps, once he was gone, they might have something together…

Ianto turned his head and kissed Jack lazily, almost without thinking about it. Jack kissed him back and Owen protested grumpily.

"Sorry," Ianto said, stroking Owen's chest absentmindedly.

"S'ok." Owen said, wondering just how he was ever going to look at Ianto again, in his suit.

Jack smiled at him sadly, realising that maybe sleeping with Owen and Ianto wasn't going to help him face death. He shrugged on his clothes and wandered off again, Owen watching him go thoughtfully.

"I'm sorry I had to act weirdly." Ianto said. "I didn't want to hurt you…"

"Jack asked me to keep an eye on you." Owen admitted, "But I would have done it anyway. I got this mad sort of crush on you…"

Ianto nibbled his ear, reassuringly. Owen wasn't sure how that was reassuring but it was definitely hot…he held Ianto close and breathed deeply, reminding himself that this could never be anything more then sex…

Jack watched them and smiled to himself. He thought they were cute together and, despite the fact that he found them both incredibly hot he knew that they could give each other more then he could. Whatever Ianto might believe, Jack could tell that he was a lover in nature and that casual sex wasn't what he was looking for, even with his job at Torchwood.

"Owen…" Ianto said huskily. Owen closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

"Yes?"

"What do you think Jack's planning?"

"He'll be fine." Owen asserted, not sounding particularly convinced by his own words. "He can't die or anything can he?"

"I guess not…" Ianto nodded, clinging to Owen anyway, smelling him in and wondering just what he was coming to.

I'm not sure if I actually should kill Jack or not because I appear to be heading once again in an Owen/Ianto sort of direction...what do you think?