Ianto was horrified. Not, eye-wide mouth open kind of horrified, no! The hand over mouth to stifle the scream bubbling from your belly, kind of horrified.

His archives!

His lovely, wonderful archives were such a mess that it would take him weeks … oh god. Was that a Hellaxion sonic ray in amongst the Terattezziat mind balls? Make that months.

Ianto walked slowly, mentally cataloguing the misdemeanours and blatant stupidities. He was slowly calming down, aware that the time he was going to spend down here would not only be useful but maybe a little cathartic.

Jack watched via the CCTV feed and grinned as the hard work he had spent the day before was starting to bear fruit. He knew that any minute his husband was going to come storming up to his office full of anger and haughty outrage, he could hardly wait.

Soon the clopping announced the arrival of the heated Welshman who proceeded to spew a long list of changes that would need to be implemented as he strode about the office swinging his arms wide and then placing them on hips for emphasis.

Then he paused and narrowed his eyes.

"Are you even listening to me Cariad?" he asked.

"Yes Darling, I'm so sorry." Jack sighed dramatically, "It's just been so hard without you. It's been hard to go down there without you to greet me, so cold and uninviting."

Jack tried for just the right pout and knew he's nailed it when Ianto's face lit up.

"Really?" he asked softly, walking around the desk to lean against it in such a way that his lovely package was face level and it wasn't even Christmas.

"I miss you sometimes, during the day" Jack admitted with a shrug and Ianto smiled.

"Oh, Jack" he slid into his lap, "I've missed you as well. I keep going to tell you things and then remember you're too busy for my random thoughts."

"Ianto, sweets. My little Tiger Pants" Jack breathed, "I always want to hear your thoughts."

"Oh Jack"

Score!

Jack pouted and was rewarded with a soft kiss that quickly dissolved into a bit of "taste testing".

Ianto's hair was so soft under Jack's fingers and he sighed as those lips reminded him why he spent so much time examining them when Ianto ate.

"Oi! Put him down Harkness, he's only just got here and I don't want him too tired to help me down in the med-bay!" Owen snarked as he limped into the office.

"Med-bay?" Ianto's head popped up so quickly that Jack nearly had his jaw broken.

"Shit Owen!" Jack groused, "You bloody cock-block!"

"Jack, we all know your Cock is not blocked, it goes off at the smell of someone's undies!" Owen retuned fire and Ianto sniggered.

"I'll be down in a few minutes Dr Death!" Ianto deadpanned and Owen snorted as he imperiously swung back out of the office.

"Few minutes?" Jack whined.

"Don't worry Cariad, I'll hum "I'll Always Love You" yeah?" Ianto offered as he knelt again and Jack sighed as his eyes rolled back.

Oh, this work thing was gonna work fine!

Oh, wow, fiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnne.