Ianto woke up alone in Jack's bed – it was becoming a familiar start to the day. He lay revelling in the scent of Jack and the faint reminder of their strenuous lovemaking that still imbued the soft cotton sheets. Although the previous night had been their usual frenetic coupling, there had been moments, and they seemed to be occurring more often, when the fucking changed into caring and passionate lovemaking. Ianto realised that, even though they had only been together for three weeks, even though Lisa had only been 'dealt with" eight weeks ago, he was already completely, stupidly and utterly in love with Jack Harkness.