Tosh frowned when she saw the small bag sitting next to her computer. It was from the sweet shop down the street. This was the third mystery package of sweets this week. She sat down and pulled the bag open, smiling when she saw that it was filled with fudge. Monday she'd found Cadbury Milk Tray, Tuesday she's found a box of Roses, and today the fudge. She didn't know where it was coming from but they were getting all of her favorites.

"Coffee, Tosh?" Ianto asked, appearing behind her carrying a mug.

"Thanks," she said, taking a sip of the offered coffee. Holding up the bag of fudge she asked, "Ianto, any idea who left these?"

Ianto smiled. "No, sorry. I saw them when I came in this morning so I thought you were already here."

Tosh frowned. She hadn't left it last night, and Ianto was here before her this morning, so where had it come from? "No, it wasn't me," she sighed, holding out the bag and offering him a piece. "I don't know where it came from."

"Fudge?" Owen asked, approaching them and seeing the open bag. "You never bring in sweets."

"I didn't today, either," she answered as he reached into the bag. "It was on my desk when I came in."

"Maybe you have a secret admirer," Owen shrugged and walked away. "It's about time you found someone that hasn't fallen through the Rift."

Ianto scowled at Owen's back. There was really no reason for him to be so cruel to Toshiko. In the beginning he had believed that Owen wasn't aware of how Tosh felt, but over time Ianto had began to wonder, could he be that blind? Part of Ianto believed that Owen knew and simply didn't care, that he was purposely cruel to her. He did wonder where the fudge had come from though; it definitely had not been there when he had left late last night and there weren't that many people who even knew of the hub's location—even fewer who knew how to get in. He glanced up toward Jack's office to see if Jack had come back from the archives yet and saw him watching them through the glass walls. Eyes narrowing suspiciously, he headed back to the kitchenette to get Jack's coffee. He and the Captain needed to talk.

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"Coffee, sir?"

Jack looked up and smiled as he reached for the mug. "Thanks. Just what I needed."

Ianto watched him as he returned to his paperwork, setting the mug on the desk next to him. "Someone left Tosh another bag of sweets this morning."

"Really?" Jack answered without looking up. "That's nice."

Ianto's eyes narrowed and he moved closer to the desk, watching Jack's reaction. "It was left on her desk, sir, just like the others this week."

"I assumed," he answered.

"It doesn't concern you?"

"Why would it? Tosh is a beautiful woman. It was only a matter of time before someone realized it. She deserves a little happiness."

"I agree," Ianto said slowly. "However it was left inside the hub. That suggests a serious breach of security."

"I suppose it does."

Ianto closed his eyes and silently counted to ten. "Would you care to tell me why you are leaving Tosh sweets, Jack? Is there something I should know?"

"What makes you think it was me?" Jack asked. "You know I'm not the flowers and sweets type. Besides, even I can only manage so many office romances at once….and you keep me pretty busy."

Ianto sighed. He really shouldn't have expected a straight answer from Jack. "I'm the last one out every night and the first one in each morning, which means it was left between those times. You were the only one here. If it wasn't you, then someone has broken in completely undetected—not once but three times—and you seem unconcerned about that possibility. I'm not concerned that you want to sleep with Tosh, Jack. It hadn't even crossed my mind, which is why I'm confused. What are you doing?"

It was Jack's turn to sigh. He should've realized Ianto would figure it out. He had considered the possibility that Tosh would, but had hoped that she'd be too distracted by the idea that someone had left her a gift to give it much thought. He'd forgotten to factor in Ianto. "She's been down ever since Tommy…left, and before that the thing with Mary…and Owen being…well, Owen."

"So your decided the way to cheer her up was to make her think you had a thing for her?" Ianto asked. "Really, I don't think she'd even be interested in you, and if she is then this is just as cruel as Owen."

"Do you think she'll figure out it's me? I don't want that," Jack said, looking at him nervously, "I kind of wanted her to think it was Owen."

"What? Why?" Ianto stared at him in shock. "Do you want to hurt her more? You know how she feels about him."

"No, this was actually a two part plan," Jack explained. "I think Owen just needs some help to notice her. The only time he shows any interest in her is when we bring Tommy back every year."

"So you're plan is to make Owen think you're…" Ianto frowned. This plan was so stupid he couldn't believe Jack even thought it would work. "Did you even consider the possibility that Tosh would think you truly were interested? Or that maybe Owen really isn't interested? She's not his usual type."

"Trust me, Owen's interested. He just doesn't want to admit it because it won't be a casual fling with Tosh and he knows it."

"All right, but what about Tosh?" Ianto asked again. "If she figures out it's you she may…"

"Okay, I hadn't thought that part through and you're right," Jack admitted. "But what do I do now?"

"You have to tell her."

"That'll go well," Jack frowned. "Tosh, sorry I've been sending you candy to make you think someone here wanted you, because really no one does. Except maybe Owen, who just doesn't know it yet."

"Well, I wouldn't put it that way, but…" Ianto's voice trailed off as a plan formed in his head. "You are absolutely sure Owen will react the way you think?"

"Yes, if he's pushed far enough."

"I'll help. I'll take her out tonight and tell her and we'll let Owen draw his own conclusions as to what's going on. "

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Owen glanced over at Tosh and Gwen from his computer. They were discussing the sweets that had been showing up for Tosh in the past week. No one knew where they were coming from. He'd also gathered from their conversation that Tosh was intrigued by the idea of a secret admirer. Owen thought the whole thing was a bit off.

"Who could be leaving them?" Gwen asked.

"I really don't know," Tosh answered. "It's not as if many people have access to my desk."

"Do you think it's someone here?"

"That's silly," Tosh answered. "Who would do that? Ianto and Jack are…I mean they seem like they're…and Owen isn't…he doesn't even know I'm here unless he needs help with some piece of tech."

Owen frowned. It wasn't that he hadn't noticed her. He had, but she was Tosh and he wasn't looking for a relationship…not that kind anyway. That's why he'd always ignored her little crush, hoping it would go away if he didn't show any interest.

"But it has to be, doesn't it?" Gwen asked. "Who else could get in here to leave it?"

"Well then it can't be Owen. I'm here later than he is and back in the morning before him, so that leaves…"

"Tosh, do you have a moment?" Ianto asked approaching the desk.

"Sure." She turned her attention to him with a smile.

Ianto glanced over at Gwen and then at Owen who both pretended to be busy with work on their computers. "I was wondering if you'd be free for dinner tonight?"

Owen looked up quickly. Ianto was asking Tosh to dinner? What was that about? He was shagging Jack; they all knew it. Ianto couldn't be interested in her. It had to be someone else. But who? Gwen was right about it having to be someone in the hub. So, if it wasn't Ianto or him, it had to be Jack… No, he didn't want to go there. If it was Jack that would be a disaster. Tosh would get hurt. He might be a bastard but Tosh was his friend and he didn't want to see her with someone who'd hurt her.

"Umm…" Tosh stammered, "I guess, yeah, barring any alien or Rift activity."

"Wonderful," Ianto grinned, "I'll make the reservations. I do have something important to talk to you about."

As soon as he walked away, Gwen and Owen both descended on her and started talking at the same time.

"I can't believe it's Ianto."

"No bloody way are you going out with him, Tosh."

"Shut up, Owen."

"He's all wrong for her."

"Why, I think he's perfect. They're both so quiet and shy and…"

"He's shagging Jack!"

"Maybe not anymore if he's asking her out."

"She's going to get hurt."

"Does anyone care what I think?" Tosh asked. They both turned to stare at her, as if they'd forgotten she was even there. "I think a friend asked me to dinner. I don't know if he's left the all the chocolates or not. I don't know if he's interested in me, and I don't care. I'm going to have dinner with him, unless someone can give me a reason not to."

Owen just stared at her. This was all wrong. Tommy was one thing. He had been a temporary thing, and Tosh had known it. He'd only be around one day a year, and only until it was time for him to do what he was supposed to do. She'd been prepared to be hurt. But this…thing with Ianto. He'd go back to Jack and she'd be devastated and…why did he care? It wasn't as if he wanted her, right?

Tbc.