AN: Well, this is it. The final chapter. I've really, really loved writing this, and I've already got an idea in my head for another story. It's only a short one-shot but still. I'm not going to stop writing any time soon. But hey ! Over 1000 words this chapter, proud of that I am :P

Anyway; enjoy :)

Part 9 – What Will the Neighbours Think?

Ianto's POV

I watched Jack as he got up and walked out of the room, hands in his pockets and head bowed. Right now it was easy enough for anybody to read his body language – he was deeply troubled and he most definitely wouldn't want anybody following him. Not yet anyway. I watched him as he carried on walking through the hub and out the doors, not looking back.

I looked back at the faces of Tosh, Gwen and Owen, and allowed myself a small smile when I saw exactly what I had hoped to see. Moving quietly around the hub so as to not disturb the others I tidied up after them and sorted out the items that needed to be archived and those that could wait, and then sorted out the computers – checking CCTV footage and rift spikes. I glanced at my watch and saw that an hour and a half had passed; this meant that I should probably go and collect Jack, show him what he needed to see.

I knew where he would be. Being Jack he wouldn't be able to resist the lure of a roof. He would've headed straight to the tallest building within a 10 mile radius and made his was up to the top of that building. Up to the roof. I wasn't entirely sure why Jack liked being on a roof. It calms him down I knew that much. I'd never asked, but I thought it was because it was open, and at night, like right now, he could see straight out to the stars and imagine he was up there with his Doctor. Another thing I knew, or more accurately, had come to realise, was that Jack loved the Doctor. Not in love with the Doctor, not anymore at least, but he definitely did love him. I wasn't going to waste anymore time being jealous and petty about it. I was over that now. Jack was back, for me, and that's all that mattered.

I was still smiling at this thought when I opened the door to the roof and spied Jack kneeling down, close to the edge, staring out over Cardiff. I wasn't sure whether he was actually seeing anything though. I placed my hand on his shoulder to let him know that I was there and I felt him jump underneath my hand.

"Come on. I've got something to show you." I murmured, pulling him up into a hug. Jack needed physical contact, that was just him, and I knew that right now simple words of sympathy wouldn't be of any use to him.

With that I grabbed his hand and led him off the roof and into the general direction of the hub, to where I had parked the SUV.

Jack's POV

I wasn't registering where Ianto was leading me, I was just following him, stumbling along – so I was surprised when he stopped by the SUV which had been unceremoniously parked in the middle of the Plass. Not exactly in keeping with the whole 'secret organisation' thing I thought wryly to myself, allowing a small smile.

Ianto threw the keys at me, catching me by surprise. All the same, I caught them deftly in one hand, and then raised my eyebrow questioningly.

"Drive." Ianto stated simply, his face once again expressionless as he walked around to the passenger's side. I opened the door and fastened myself into the driver's seat. I looked across at Ianto.

"Where to then?"

"My flat." I raised my eyebrows at him again, seeing the smirk that had slid onto his face, and the glint that had crept into his eyes. I grinned at this and sped off, gaining several dirty looks from the unsuspecting pedestrians who had to jump back and out of the way to avoid being killed. This just made me grin even more widely.

The journey to Ianto's took less than 15 minutes and was spent in silence, the only thing puncturing it being the radio, which Ianto had switched on to avoid my questioning. The silence however, wasn't awkward or uncomfortable in any way – I liked that Ianto didn't feel the need to fill every silence, even if he was only doing it to avoid me asking questions. It was relaxing, companionable and felt right. As we pulled up outside Ianto's flat I look at him.

"Go on" he said with a nod of his head, "I know you've already got yourself a copy of my keys. Without telling me. Not to mention the keys to everybody else's flats." He grinned at me, and I had the good grace to blush slightly.

"I just think that it's ideal. And necessary. What happens if there's an emergency and you've gone and fallen down your stairs or tripped over a table and knocked yourself out or something. We'd have no way in to help you and the world would be invaded by aliens. I need to have access to you." He laughed at this and I just stared at him, puzzled until I reassessed what I'd just said and caught the double entrende. I winked at him. Ianto did this to me – improved my mood, made me feel carefree, as though I didn't need to worry. As though everything would always be okay, so long as I had him with me.

I got out of the SUV and walked quickly around to the passenger side, threw open the door and pulled Ianto into a kiss. I let my hand knot itself into the soft air at the back of his neck, and with my free hand reached behind him to slam shut the door to the SUV, then moved it to rest on Ianto's hip. His breath hitched as the intensity of the kiss increased, and his hands moved up to caress my collarbone.

I chuckled and pulled away. "Ianto Jones, what will the neighbours think?" I said with a grin, and with a parting nibble to his earlobe I left him standing dumbfounded on the pavement as I walked up to the steps that led into his flat.

Ianto's POV

For once I didn't mind about what the neighbours were thinking as Jack pulled me into his eager kiss. Screw 'em. I thought. Let them see a show. All too soon Jack pulled away.

"Ianto Jones. What will the neighbours think?" I just stood there struck dumb as he nuzzled my ear and then swaggered off and into my flat. Had he read my mind? I shook my head bemusedly and followed him into my flat. I noticed that he'd changed again, was quiet and lost in thought.

"Jack?" I spoke softly, not wanting to startle him. He looked up at me from the sofa, his beautiful blue eyes full of worry that soon cleared.

"I'm okay Yan, don't worry about me. I'm just curious. What is it you so desperately wanted to show me?" He asked, the curiosity burning through his eyes. He's always thought he could hide his emotions, that's he's difficult to read, but not to me I considered. To me he's like an open book, and one that's been thoroughly pursued from cover to cover, one that's known by heart. I smiled at him. This had been the part of it I'd been most looking forward to. All the planning would be paid off, and there was no doubt in my mind as to whether or not it was worth the effort.

I walked to the corner of my small living area and picked up my laptop and sat back down on the sofa next to Jack. Switching it on I leant into Jack, idly trailing my fingers along his forearms, tracing imaginary patterns. I loved it when it was like this, when we could pretend we were just like every other ordinary couple.

I felt Jack press his cool lips to the back of my neck, and I heard my breath catch. He just grinned, ruffled my hair and pointed to the laptop screen, which was now fully loaded and showing the Torchwood mainframe.

"I didn't know you had this connected up to our computers Mr Jones." He said, in a mock stern voice, the smirk on his face giving him away.

"I had Tosh do it for me a while back, sometime after the Brecon Beacons, in case we ever got stranded again." I murmured quietly, clicking away until I got into the internal CCTV feed at the hub. "Look at this Jack." I said, a little louder, and passed him the laptop.

"Why are you showing me the CCTV of the hub?" He asked, a small puzzled smile on his face.

"Go into the boardroom" I commanded, perhaps a little more impatiently than I had intended. Jack complied without any complaint though, and quickly brought up the live feed in the boardroom. The frown creasing his forehead deepened.

"Ianto... why am I currently looking at the rest of the team in the boardroom. Asleep, in the boardroom more specifically?"

"Retcon. Mixed in with a little sedative. Your own recipe I believe?"

"But... what...?"

"Jack. Trust me. This way, they'll remember that you have told them, but they won't remember what you told them. It's the easiest way." I smirked, feeling pleased with myself. He sat there stunned into silence, his mouth opening and closing a couple of times. He really did do a remarkable impression of a goldfish. I snapped my fingers in front of his face.

"Jack?" This was followed by a lengthy pause.

"Ianto. You amazing, wonderful, beautiful crazy man. My Welshman. My cariad. Thank you."

Jack's POV

I was shocked. I just couldn't get my head around the fact that Ianto would still do something like this for me after everything I'd out him for. He was bloody special to say the least.

"Ianto. You amazing, wonderful, beautiful crazy man. My Welshman. My cariad. Thank you." I pulled him up into a fierce embrace, conveying my sincerity with passion. He reciprocated freely and with an eagerness I hadn't seen since my return.

I forgot about everything as his hands roamed my body, as we tugged at clothes. We moved about the living room, not really seeing where we were going, trying to find a surface that was solid and sturdy.

I gasped as my bare back hit the cold pane of the large window at the front of the building. "Ianto Jones, what will the neighbours think?" I grinned, and tugged the blinds down, hiding us from the view of the outside world.

Fin.