AN: Right I am using the chapter to lead me up to two requests that I had for this story, both of which should appear in the next part, or the one after that. Please do keep them coming – I promise I will try and find a way of slipping them in somewhere in my story.

I am rather fond of Ianto and Jack's interaction in this scene. Can you guess what my favourite line is?

Please review x

Ianto jogged up the stairs to Jack's office and knocked, only entering when acknowledged.

"Morning sir – here's your coffee." He said placing the steaming mug on his Captains desk.

"Thank you Ianto. What's that?" Jack asked gesturing to the file the Welshman was holding as he took a sip from his coffee.

"There have been repeated sightings of a, and I quote, 'masked man with sharp fangs that look so real' in a club in town. Last few nights the 'masked man' has been roaming around the same club. Never attacks anyone, never causes any harm, just circles the place, and then leaves." Ianto explained. "I was thinking maybe one of us should go pick him up?"

Jack nodded. "Do Weevils party?" He asked, though Ianto was unsure whether or not the question was rhetorical.

"The club is 'Exit' which is on Charles Street." Ianto said, choosing to disregard the question.

"He's a gay Weevil? Fantastic." Jack said with a grin. "You and Owen can go bring him in later then."

"Shocking." Ianto replied with deadpan sarcasm. "Will there be anything else?" He asked.

"Yeah can you send Owen up here?" Jack asked.

Ianto shook his head. "He's not in yet."

Jack raised his eyebrow. "But you're in." He pointed out.

"Yes… and?" Ianto replied.

"And you live with him." Jack said as though it were obvious.

"I am his boyfriend, not his mother." Ianto said. "He was eating breakfast when I left, but mumbled something about nipping to the shops first thing. Do you need me to call him, or can you wait?"

Jack shook his head. "I can wait."
"Good." Ianto replied as the sound of the cog door rolling back went up. Looking behind him he saw Owen strolling in. He pushed the door open and called down, "Jack wants you."

Owen detoured towards the steps and sauntered up them before entering Jack's office. "Morning Uncle Jack – what can I do for you today?" He asked with a smirk.

Jack's eyebrows narrowed together as he spoke. "Uncle Jack?" He asked.

"We had Mica and David last night." Ianto explained.

"Oh right – how are my favourite… what are they to me now?" Jack asked keenly, though his tone changed.

"My niece and nephew are fine. They miss you. I think I explained why you weren't there. Owen introduced them to the joy of FIFA." Ianto replied.

Jack smiled. "David is rather a big football fan." He mused. "Anyway, Owen – I need you and Ianto to go to 'Exit' tonight. Rogue Weevil keeps chatting up the patrons." He explained as he moved swiftly back into Captain mode.

Owen nodded. "Not a problem. Can I take an extra hour at lunch?" He asked.

"I don't see why not." Jack replied. "Any particular reason?" He asked.

Owen shook his head. "Secret." He said before smirking.

"Fine. Before you go though I need you to finish the paperwork on your desk. I see Ianto has decided to forgo the jeans today, so I'm assuming you'll get anything done." He commented.

Ianto blushed softly. Instead of reverting back to his traditional suit he had gone for slightly less figure hugging trousers than his jeans, but still something casual. "I'll go make your coffee." He said as he left the room to the sound of Owen and Jack's laughter.

"How did things go with Mica and David – they're a bit of a handful as I recall." Jack said casually.

"They certainly are." Owen agreed. "It was a good laugh, even when David beat me at football. Twice. They're really important to him aren't they?" He said softly.

Jack nodded. "I think we both know that Ianto would have made an incredible father, and he lost that chance when he lost Lisa. They're the closest thing he's ever going to get to children, so yes, they are desperately important to him."

Owen smiled a little. "Well they are always welcome. The Uncle Jack thing was only mildly uncomfortable you'll be pleased to hear. One heck of an impression you made on them."

Jack laughed. "And on Rhiannon I seem to remember." He said. "It's just a name Owen – it doesn't mean anything. I kicked a ball around with David once, and I let Mica sit on my knee during some movie about an ogre. I'm no threat." He assured.

"Shrek." Owen commented.

Jack nodded. "Something like that. Look don't worry. I'm sure they love you. They'll forget about me in no time." He said.

Owen nodded. "Cheers Jack." He said getting up.

"Just so it's clear – tonight's mission is a one off. I'm not pairing you two up permanently. In future you will be out with Gwen, and he will go out with Tosh. I don't want your feelings for one another jeopardising the missions, or the safety of the rest of us." Jack explained.

"Is that why you never teamed up with him?" Owen asked.

Jack nodded. "Precisely. Is that clear?" He asked.

Owen nodded. "Not a problem." He replied before walking out and back down to his desk where a steaming mug of coffee was waiting, a yellow post-it note stuck to the side with Ianto's distinctive writing on.

"What are you up to?" Owen read aloud, pulling the note off and smirking. Digging in the top drawer off his desk he took out his own deck of post-it's and scrawled a reply before going off towards the kitchen. Thankfully the room was deserted – Ianto must have been down in the archives – so he crept in and stuck his note on the coffee machine before scurrying back to his desk.