Ianto Jones

Well before Jack gets down there, Ianto has his tie undone, hanging off hi shoulders, the stopwatch ticking away in one hand with Ianto's finger over the trigger for the timer. It was a good thing he was very good with his hands, because Ianto was doing that undressing thing one handed, and really, if anyone was watching the hub cameras after sunset this was their own fault.

Trousers open, top buttons of his shirt gone, tie loose, Ianto looked like Jack had already gotten to him before his fiancee even got down the stairs, and he was leaning against the front of the desk, eyes on Jack, waiting to click the button as his fingers continued down the path of his shirt.

"What took you so long, Jack, getting slow in your old age?"

After everything, I hate to ask another favor of you, but this is important.

Keep an eye on Jack. To the best of your abilities. I have either gone missing or just gone, and the results may not be good. For anyone.

I am sure you will find this before it is ever released. Don't tell me. Don't tell Jack either.

Let me have the dignity of pretending you haven't.

Good luck, Tim.

Ianto really was not sure exactly what had made him decide to open up the coffee shop. The travel agency front had never been his idea, and this was something he was actually good at, unlike the few attempts at intentionally discouraging people from brochure perusing at the other 'shop'. If he was going to sit around in any form of store, better it be one he actually could get some form of accomplishment or enjoyment from.

He had just finished setting everything up, and made a cup of industrial strength coffee, just the way Jack liked it, for when the immortal man cam back into the coffee shop. The young Welshman was leaning as casually as he could on the counter of his brand new barista, watching the seconds tick by on his stopwatch and the steam rise from Jack's coffee cup.

What he had just offered, however indirectly, had brought a faint flush to his cheeks and a thrill in his chest that only two people had ever managed to bring out in him. He had slanted the heavy blinds shut and locked up the door, now all he needed was to wait for Jack to come up through the 'employee's only' door that led to the storage room and on into Torchwood: New Moore.