AN: As you may be able to guess, there was no snow day for me today. Tragic I know :)
I'm sure many of you UK readers already know this but for those that don't: watch "The Bill" on Thursday January 21st at 9pm. A certain Gareth David Lloyd will be appearing, and from clips I've seen he looks to be playing a bad guy… a very sexy bad guy.
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Ianto could hear the sound of Gwen and Tosh chatting as he made his way up out of the archives. They weren't loud enough for him to be able to distinguish words, but as he stepped into the main Hub area and the talking abruptly stopped the topic became clear.
"Please don't stop on my account." He said as he made his way past their workstations. Glancing down into the medical bay he found it empty.
"Jack and Owen are out on a call. They shouldn't be long." Tosh answered his unspoken question.
"Assuming Jack doesn't feed him to the weevil." Gwen smirked.
Ianto shook his head softly as he sighed. "Do you actually have a specific problem with me and Owen, or are you just jealous?" He asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"You think I'm jealous? What of you?" Gwen asked as she laughed.
"Wouldn't be the first time, would it?" Ianto pointed out before going over to the kitchen to put on a fresh batch of coffee. As he worked the familiar clicking of Gwen's heels approaching entered the kitchen.
"You want to know what I think?" She asked.
"Enlighten me." He said as he turned around and leant back on the unit.
"I think you're out of your mind if you think he's any different to Jack. Has it never occurred to you how much they have in common, especially in their approach to relationships? Owen admitted himself when I started that his favourite way of spending his free time was to torment people in happy relationships. What makes you think he's changed so much since then that whatever it is you've got going on is any more real that what you had with Jack?" She asked in a tone of condescension and pity that made Ianto have to force back the desire to take a swing at her.
"You have no idea what you're talking about Gwen. To me you just sound like a bitter ex, and to be fair you were hardly in a relationship with him were you? A few quick shags wasn't it? Explain to me again how that is any better than what I had with Jack? You have no idea what I have with Owen, so if I were you I'd just keep my nose out for once." He replied calmly and civilly.
"I give it a month till he gets bored with you." Gwen remarked before turning on her heel and walking out, and straight into a rather irritated looking Owen.
"If you spent just five minutes actually getting to know him, as opposed to bitching and moaning which is about all you've ever done where he's concerned, you would realise that it would take a hundred lifetimes to get bored of him. I love him Gwen, and I am not about to shag him and leave him. Unlike you, he gives me plenty reasons to stick around. Now keep your bitter comments to yourself, and get the hell away from me." He snarled.
"Whatever." Gwen muttered before pushing past the medic and going back to her desk.
Owen took a steadying breath before walking into the kitchen where he found Ianto pouring out a mug of coffee. "Not sharing today?" He asked as he stood behind the Welshman, placing a hand on either of his hips and resting his chin on his shoulder.
"I didn't realise you were back, and at the minute I'm not sure they deserve my coffee." Ianto mused as he reached one hand behind him and took hold of Owen's, pulling it around him for comfort.
"I heard what she said to you Ianto." Owen said softly.
"Yeah well she does tend to shout." Ianto remarked.
"Are you okay?" Owen checked.
Ianto nodded. "I am more than used to dealing with a jealous Gwen. I've had plenty experience, though the reason for it has changed. Maybe I'll put something in her coffee." He said with a playful smirk.
Owen turned Ianto around in his arms so they were looking at one another, and it was then that Ianto noticed Owen's face.
"Oh my god what happened?" He asked bringing his hand up to the large scratch on Owen's forehead.
"Oh the weevil got a bit friendly. I'm fine honestly." Owen replied.
"Owen you're bleeding. That's hardly fine." Ianto pointed out.
Owen sniggered. "Okay I'll go patch this up. Can I get a coffee too?" He asked hopefully.
Ianto nodded. "I'll bring some out in a minute."
"Thanks. And don't let her get to you yeah? Trust me, I'm going nowhere." Owen reassured before wandering back out the kitchen, leaving Ianto to work some coffee magic.
A few minutes later each team member had a steaming mug on their desks when Ianto carried two mugs down to Owen's bay. He handed one to the medic who now had a row of small stitches on his head.
"Cheers." He said gratefully.
"I brought you this too – but don't tell anyone or they'll be searching the kitchen for the rest of them." Ianto said pulling a Mars Bar from his pocket. "Thought you might need the sugar."
Owen grinned. "I knew there'd be perks." He commented.
"Yeah people only tend to love me for the drinks and snacks I provide." Ianto replied as he took a sip from his drink.
"Ianto I'm kidding." Owen said.
"Yes Owen I do realise." Ianto said rolling his eyes.
"Good." Owen said. "So you're moving in tonight then?" He asked.
Ianto nodded. "I thought we could give it a week and see if we want to kill each other." He suggested.
"You don't seem confident." Owen remarked.
"You've never lived with me." Ianto smirked.
Owen smiled. "A week is probably a good idea. Like you said it's only been two days."
"Exactly. I'm sure we'll be fine. I just threw some clothes and a toothbrush and razor into a bag. Nothing much, just essentials. We'll have to get some coffee on the way home or I won't survive the first day." Ianto pointed out.
Owen laughed. "You're such an addict." He commented.
"Where as you could go how long without my coffee?" Ianto asked.
"Point taken." Owen replied. "Right, back to work with you. You're beginning to distract me with those jeans again, unless you have more chocolate hidden in them?"
"Afraid not." Ianto said. "Don't work too hard." He said as he made his way out the bay.
"Do I ever?" Owen remarked.
"Nope." Ianto replied before running out of the way of a low flying stapler which was followed closely by Owen's call of, "Sorry – old habits die hard." Ianto laughed.