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Jack swept up the mess and then collected more plates and stuff, walking into the now illuminated room.

He calmly placed the stuff down and opened the first container, scooping some onto a plate and gathering a pair of chopsticks.

Jack then presented his mate with his favorite Chinese meal.

Ford blinked, looked away from his brother and focused on his lover.

"Thank you Cariad" he said gently, folding in to his favorite chair.

Jack then nodded, reaching for the cola and twisting off the cap before pacing in on the small table by the chair.

Jack then got his own food and sat, motioning to the third person to help himself.

He did so, sniffing at everything and then choosing his brother's favorite.

"Same tastes then" Jack said as he pushed a cola at the man.

"Not really" came a droll reply, "You are a little … pretty for me."

Jack threw his head back and laughed, folding his feet at the ankles as he settled to eat.

"So, where did you find this one?" Ford was asked and he smiled sweetly.

"Right where I needed him to be"

"Still cryptic" he sighed into the room, "Come on. I thought you liked them younger than you."

"Technically, they are all younger than me Sherlock!" Ford admonished, then looked slyly at Jack.

"Technically, they are all so young it's cradle snatching … or maybe not since I'm not even born yet" Jack replied, reaching for a Dum Sim.

"Jack is unique and cryptic too" Ford said like he was discussing the weather, "He is my chosen mate."

"Mate!" Sherlock snorted, "Really? Mate?"

"Got a problem with that?" Ford demanded, suddenly serious.

"Well, he's …. He's human. You could at least choose a nice wee doggie" Sherlock sneered, "Since you spend so much time with them."

"If it were not for the wolves, we would have been discovered!" Ford admonished his baby brother, "We owe them."

"You bled enough for their causes" Sherlock snorted.

"I bled enough for you as well" Ford reminded him, then looked out the window at the dark sky.

"Touché brother dear" Sherlock grimaced.

"Does Mycroft know I am here?"

"No" Sherlock said hurriedly, "He does not know I am here either."

"He will."

"Yes, so I shall tell him" Sherlock agreed, "I will say that I followed a Torchwood lead."

"well, not far from the truth" Ford shrugged, "If you need any proof for him, we can provide a letter or something. An E-mail from our server?"

Sherlock blinked slowly.

"You … you still belong toTorchwood?"

"No." Jack smiled, "I think I belong to him."