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"What is going on?" Ianto hissed as the grip on his arm started to hurt, Jack propelling him along at speed for the kitchen, swinging him into the large walk-in chiller and slamming the door, shutting them both in.
"What the fuck was that?"
"He's getting on my tits"
"He's…. Jesus Yan" Jack started to laugh despite himself "We are so close. You choose to fight back now? You show claws now?"
"It confused him didn't it?"
Jack saw where he was going and nodded "Yes. It did. He will probably be unsure about coming near you again but he will likely need you later today to sign paperwork if we can't get Toshiko's magic to work. This is the day, it's all on like donkey kong."
Ianto went paler than usual, which Jack was prepared for seizing him in a hug as his legs gave out and he swayed gently, crooning as Ianto had a wee conniption, then pulled himself together, wiping at his cold face with even colder hands "So what now?"
"We have some things set up for such a problem, Toshiko is executing the first step now" Jack assured him "Hey. Look at me. Come on. I am here, I will steal you away like a thief in the night if I have to in order to keep you safe. You know that. Ianto I …. I love you."
There.
It was out in the open air.
Alive in the world.
Ianto's eyes widened as he stared back and then to Jack's ultimate relief Ianto smiled, the sun came out and the cold chiller was suddenly a tropical oasis. Ianto's lips so soft, so warm and affectionate before he broke away.
"So… let's make some sandwiches, since I am so Hangry" he shakily said to Jack, stepping away to seize the container of cut ham and opening the door to find his father on the other side, a face like thunder.
"Hey Da sorry about earlier. I just… I am so nervous about the tour. Jack is right, just gave me a bit of a telling off…. I am acting childish and I … I need to find me some balls as he put it" Ianto stepped around him, walking to the counter and Jack emerged with a stick of bologna in his hand.
"Hey Ifan, want a sandwich too?" Jack asked like it was no big deal to have just been almost caught snogging the boss's son. "Ianto makes amazing sammies."
"What I would like to know is…." Ifan's phone rang and he swore opening the call to listen with confusion, then alarm as he said "Well fucking stop it then!"
As he raced from the room Ianto glanced over at Jack, knowing it was part of the plan.
"I want white bread, I am sick of all the healthy shit around here" Ianto said, pulling out his father's white loaf instead of his own wholemeal.
"Here, here" Jack agreed.
They were living dangerously now.
.
.
Toshiko was working feverishly at her computer, Owen standing behind her with his own sandwich in a parody of the men's. A slice of tomato was slowly sliding from his as he held it almost to his mouth, mouth open and eyes wide as she swore in Japanese.
"Babe?"
"It's OK. They tried to reboot the system which threw me out. Don't worry, I am one step ahead" she snarled banging the keys with open malice, then grinning as the screen changes to another line of code "Take that fucker. If you won't let me in… I will take you out!"
She finally slumped back like she had been at war and I guess in a way she had been, turning to face Owen in the chair "Right. Tell Jack it's clear."
"What did you do?"
"I took all the money that is Ianto's and moved it, then moved it, then moved it again and finally placed it in Ianto's new account. The fucker's little minions tried to chase the money so I took from eight other accounts and jumped them to bogus accounts as well. There was really no option but for the Dickheads to chase them all, slowing their response times by over three quarters. They can never catch me now. He just lost millions upon millions of client's money… not just Ianto's." she grinned.
"And where did it all go?" Owen asked, "I mean… I know Yan is safe but the rest… we don't have a right to that right?"
"Oh don't worry… it all went to one account in the end. One in the Caymen Islands with the fucker's name on the account. It will look like he embezzled it." She said with glee. "No way to tell what belongs to whom… I took some of his as well."
"That's…. that is mean" Owen said conversationally, then he took a bite, and that rogue piece of tomato was free, running down his shirt towards the floor. Toshiko followed its decent with her eyes, then swung back with glee to see what other mischief she might get up to while major panic was evident on the screen.
God she loves this job.
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"What do you mean… postpone!" Ifan hissed down the phone as he accepted the sandwich being thrust at him by his son "It has to be done this week right?"
Ianto knew the man on the other end was saying they had time and would come tomorrow so he retreated to wonder what Toshiko had done to buy them another day. Then, if they didn't get their act together he knew it was all mote.
His main focus had to be tomorrow. The last day of renewal. The last day his father could trap him back into this life.
The last day before the rest of his life.