A/N: Last chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood.

Chapter 3

When Ianto emerged from his shower, he was wearing the clothes Jack had given him. They were, as he evaluated before, too big on him. They were not big enough though that he felt like he was drowning in clothes. The clothes smelled of Jack, a trait Ianto couldn't decide whether he liked or not.

The smell of Indian food radiated through the Hub as he entered the main part of the Hub. Ianto looked around looking for Jack. He finally spotted the immortal standing in the board room watching him.

Ianto slowly made his way up to the room. By the time he reached it, Jack had seated himself at his customary place at the head of the table. He was unpacking the food. Ianto carefully settled himself down in the chair next to Jack. Jack handed him a container of curry before taking one for himself.

"I'm sorry," Jack apologized. He wasn't specific, but he didn't need to be. Ianto knew what he was referring to.

"I deserved it." Ianto responded quietly. "There were a lot of worse punishments you could have given me. That was probably the least severe."

"You didn't deserve it. You'd already suffered enough at that point, but I made you watch."

"I did deserve it." Ianto hissed out. Jack was caught off guard when he caught Ianto's eyes. They were filled with guilt and anger. He clearly wanted to take the blame himself. Jack wasn't going to let him though.

"No. I wasn't thinking. I wasn't acting accordingly with my position."

Ianto opened his mouth to protest, but he was cut off by a glare from Jack.

"Can't you just let me take the blame?" Jack begged. Ianto gave him an odd look.

"If you want it so badly," Ianto responded slowly. He yawned as he finished off his container of curry.

"Now you need sleep," Jack prompted.

"Another order from Owen or your own orders?"

"This order comes directly from the good grumpy doctor."

"Fine. I'll go to bed," Ianto grumbled.

"You can sleep on the couch in my office, the couch my Tosh's station, the bunk under my officer, there are a number of place you can use."

"I'll pick a place." Ianto stood.

Uncharacteristically, Ianto left his empty food containers on the table. Jack stayed seated in the boardroom going over Owen's reports and some reports from one of his friends in UNIT. By the time Jack considered going to sleep Ianto had left the room hours before.

He entered his office almost expecting Ianto to be there, but the young man wasn't. Once he reflected on his expectation, Jack realized it was premature. It was more like Ianto to retreat to some obscure corner of the Hub to recover. Jack sighed and sat down behind his desk.

"You'll come around in time, Ianto." He said to the empty room. "You'll come around."