Through the comms, Jack heard a whimper.

"Ianto, you haven't touched, it have-" He was cut off, to his surprise, to the loud bark of a dog. "Ianto? Where are you? What's happened? Is there are dog there? Is it an alien? Are you in danger?" He asked questions in rapid fire, his feet racing to the fifth floor. He burst into the main room, looking around for a fights or any sign of trouble or Ianto. The first thing his eyes noticed was the dimly glowing light from the device on the table. He pointed his weebly at it.

"Ianto?" He called out quietly. He heard a shuffle, frowned, and looked down. On the floor, a clumsy looking dog was stumbling towards him. Ianto's three pieces of his suit were literally being worn by the dog, if he could say the least. They were draping off. There was the tail in favor of the pants.

"Ianto. What's going on? Why is there a dog? And why the hell is it wearing your suit?" He asked, staring incredulously at the dog, which had looked up at him. It had a dark golden fur and was staring up at him with blue eyes. "Ianto-"

Jack noticed and echo of his own voice then and frowned. He scanned the floor and leaned down, picking up Ianto's earpiece. "What the f-" He was surprised when a warm, furry head bumped against his chest and a low whine emitted from its throat. He looked up with a sigh. The dog was staring at him again. Wait. He'd know those eyes anywhere.

"Ianto? Please tell me I'm not going crazy." He muttered. The dog rubbed against him again. "Okay. So you've turned into a goddamn dog. What the hell am I supposed to do about that?" He rubbed his temple and took a deep breath. "Alright. We'll go back to the hub. I'll call Owen in. We'll figure this out. Maybe Tosh can get the device to reverse."

He pursed his lips as he looked over the shaggy form once more. "Let's get this off, yeah? I'm sure it doesn't help with walking." He knelt and leaned forward, unbuttoning the three pieces of the suit and taking them off the patient canine. He folded them over his arm, found the pants a couple feet away and next to it, Ianto's weapons. He put the device in a small containment unit. "Alright then... Can you still understand me?" He asked, frowning.

Ianto walked forward, clumsy on the new four legs, and barked. Jack couldn't help but smile at the lopsided dog grin Ianto managed to make.

"Follow me then. I really hope you don't shed.

Ianto ended up riding in the passenger seat of the SUV on the drive back to the hub, much to Jack's amusement. Somehow as a dog, Ianto still managed to look stoic, his chest puffed out and his ears alert. Once they'd arrived at the car park, Jack hopped out, going to the other side to let Ianto out. He was surprised when the door opened and was pushed open, and Ianto jumped down, strutting towards the door happily. Jack couldn't help but laugh as he closed the door and followed him, watching how his tail wagged.

They soon entered the hub and Ianto jumped up on the tattered couch underneath the Torchwood logo, laying down and looking over to watch Jack.

"Owen's going to throw a fit that there'll be dog hair everywhere." Jack chuckled as he pulled out his mobile. He took off his greatcoat and tossed it on a chair before leaning on the wall and pressing Owen's speed dial.

"Oh, fuck off Harkness." Owen's grumpy voice answered. "What the hell do you want now?"

"We've got a situation. Get over here now." Jack said and hung up without further information. He called Tosh and Gwen, saying the same thing, then hung up, looking up to Ianto again who was sitting in the same spot.

"They're going to be expecting coffee when they get here. Too bad you've lost you're opposable thumbs."

At that, Ianto tilted his head to the side and his eyebrows raised and Jack involuntarily smiled.