Title: Weekend Away P2
Author: Schnuckel
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG - 13 I suppose, next part will be adult I hope.
Warning: It's set after Something Borrowed so spoilers to there. Oh and a little Gwen bashing
Author's Notes: This is unbetaed, short and rushed so I apologise for that. Thank you to everyone for their nice comments, things are improving slowly. Enjoy.


“Jack, can I have the weekend off?” Gwen asked as she bounced into Jack's office unannounced.
“No” came his reply as he sifted through the folder that Tosh had given him before the phone call with Ianto.
“But-”
“Gwen, I told you earlier that I was going away, I can't have my three of my team away on the same weekend-”
“Three?”
“Yes. I'm going away with Ianto.” He looked at Gwen “I did tell you this. Anyway, why do you want the weekend off? You've just come back from a week away.”
“I wanted to treat Rhys that's all”
“While I am aware that I told you not to let your life outside Torchwood slide,” Jack said as he looked back to the leaflets of the B&B “I'd appreciate you if you'd not ask for time off for a while.”
“What?! Why?!”
“Because it's the other's turn to relax. While you go home on an evening we're all still here working until Ianto kicks everyone out.”
“You letting me home early constitutes enough does it?”
“Yes! I know you work hard but you have to remember that we do too and when you leave we work twice as hard to make sure that we get to relax.”
“Oh so it's all my fault you work so hard is it?”
“That's not what I'm saying,” Jack argued, his eyes cold and locked with hers. “Right, here's a question. Last time you had sex, when was it?”
Gwen spluttered, “What's that got to do with anything?”
“When was the last time you had sex?”
Knowing he wasn't going to back down Gwen answered, “Last night.”
“There you are then!”
“What?”
“Ianto and I haven't had sex since your wedding, Tosh hasn't had sex in months and Owen, well, he can't have sex but he still needs a night off to do something other than clean up rift shit. And as the boss I'm allowed to say who does and doesn't get time off.”
“You've never had a problem with it before.”
“No you're right. I didn't. Now I do.”
“Why?”
“Because, Gwen Williams. I'm in love.” He smiled fondly.
“Wh- wait. What?”
“You heard me. I love Ianto and I want to treat him right, therefore I'm taking him away for the weekend then next weekend Owen and Tosh are going to have 3 days off to do what ever.”
“I'm in love too Jack.”
“I know.”
“With -”
“Gwen. No. Now go and work, bother Owen or something. Just stop pestering me.”
“Jack I-” she started but was cut off by a cold stare. She sighed, frustrated and angry before storming out the office and slamming the door.
Only half an hour left Jack thought fondly before he jumped down the hatch to make sure he'd packed everything.

Ianto had said to himself that he'd stay awake for when Jack rolled into his flat but, after a particularly long yawn which ached his jaw he conceded that in fact he'd rather just go to bed, and be woken by Jack snuggling against him when he got in. He had finished watching a third episode of QI before he reluctantly swung his legs off the sofa and stretched his back, his fingers intertwining as he pulled his arms over his head and leaned back, grimacing at the cracks he heard as rolled his neck. Shaking the knots out of his body, Ianto stood and began to clean away the takeaway and beer remains and walked slowly into the kitchen. He threw the rubbish in the bin and the crockery into the skin before he spun on his heels and dragged his feet in the direction of his room, switching the lamp on by the door as he did. As he opened the door into his room Ianto pulled off his shirt and threw it over the chair in the corner, his hands undoing his belt and trousers before throwing them, unceremoniously at the hamper by his wardrobe. He crawled up on the bed and sighed happily as his head hit the pillow. Snuggling over to where Jack normally slept, Ianto grabbed the other pillow and hugged it to his body, checking the time before he closed his eyes. 21:00 He'll be home soon
Jack let himself into Ianto's flat quietly and threw his keys, bag, coat and toed off his boots by the door. Hearing no signs of life Jack began to undress as he walked through the flat to Ianto's bedroom, smiling when he saw Ianto's tie thrown carelessly on the floor. Around the hub he was known for being prim and proper and anally retentive, at home and behind closed doors he wasn't much for always being clean. Everything had to be organised and parallel but it was an organised mess. Unbuttoning his shirt with ease Jack smiled happily as he leant on the door frame to the bedroom. Ianto lay on top of the covers, his head buried on his, Jack's, pillow and his legs curled around it, holding it to his body. As he moved into the room Jack put the abandoned shirt and trousers into the hamper along with his own t shirt before going to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He flicked the light off and sauntered back to the bedroom, yawning as he threw his trousers in the hamper. He smiled at his lover, his Ianto, his cariad before covering him over with the quilt and rolling next to him, replacing the pillow with his body. He sighed happily as Ianto curled around him, his hands gripping his waist tight and his head positioned over his heart. Dropping a kiss into Ianto's hair, Jack caressed his back gently, pulling him as close as he can.