Disclaimer: Still not mine... trust me, you'd notice the difference if it was.

Well all my exams are over and the holidays have begun, so I've been able to finally get this finished. Thank you so much to all my lovely reviewers. :) It's very kind of you and really encourages me to finish. So thanks! This chapter's for you guys!

Also, I've been watching a lot of NCIS lately, so if the characters in here start acting very OOC, that's to blame. For future reference it's not a good idea to try write a fic involving characters from one show, whilst watching another show. :S

Anyway, Enjoy!

Ianto

The young Welshman had been eyeing his watch for the past half hour and had physically breathed a sigh of relief when it ticked over midday, not that that meant he was completely safe. After Tosh's attempted pranks, finally ending with a mere piece of paper stuck on the bottom of her mouse rendering it broken, Jack had stayed in his office.

Ianto watched him make a few phone calls and type away at his own computer. All of his activities seemed innocent enough. But then again, innocent isn't a word often associated with Captain Jack Harkness.

"Ianto?" Jack's voice cut through his thinking's and nearly made him jump out of his skin.

"Jack!"

Jack let out a small chuckle. "Scare you did I?" he drawled.

Ianto nodded in reply.

"Still think I'm going to prank you?"

"Well yes." Ianto admitted.

"It's after 12, though." Jack pointed out, looking at his watch.

"I already know that, Jack."

"So technically, I can't prank you."

"That's technically, Jack. Since when have you ever followed technicalities?"

"Fair point." Jack nodded flashing his trademark grin.

Ianto rolled his eyes and sighed. There was so many times he wished his Captain wouldn't be so cryptic. Jack was very much an enigma and that frustrated Ianto beyond belief, but also attracted him to his boss more and more.

"What you thinking?" Jack asked, and Ianto realised he must have tuned out.

"Thinking of how I can avoid being pranked by you." Ianto replied evenly.

"Thinking's good, but putting it into action is the hard part."

"Thanks for the tip, Jack, but if you don't mind I'd better get back to work." Ianto replied sternly.

Jack pouted.

"I wasted enough time, and I really need to get back to this archiving."

"Wasted time?" Jack raised his eyebrows. "Who said it was wasted." And he leaned in and pressed his lips to Ianto's.

Their kiss, which had the potential to develop into so much more, was only interrupted by a loud cough from behind them. Springing apart like so quickly they turned to face Owen.

"I would have thought you guys would have learnt by now. I mean the number of times we've walked in on you and the number of CCTV footage... Seriously guys, I swear Gwen is still scared." He said shaking his head.

"And I would have thought you guys would have just learnt to get used to it." Jack replied with a grin.

"Whatever." Owen replied. "Any chance of another cup of coffee, mate?" he directed his question at Ianto.

"I'll get onto making some." Ianto replied, spinning around and heading into the small kitchenette which held the coffee machine. Jack watched him go, making quite a show of perving on the Welshman.

"Quit it Harkness." Owen said to the man, shaking his head.

"Hey, it's not my fault he wears such nice suits!" Jack replied, his eyes still on the spot where Ianto had disappeared into the kitchenette.

Owen clipped his boss on the back of the head. "You can have teaboy later, after you've pranked him!"

"Ouch! And I'm getting there alright!" Jack rubbed the back of his head.

"Well hurry up, it's already past 12 and you said you were going to get everyone. You can't chicken out on Ianto, just cos he makes you happy."

"I'll get around to it." Jack insisted and then leaned closer to whisper. "I've already got something planned; it's just relying on someone who's not always on time."

Owen frowned and was about to reply when… "Owen, I've got you're coffee." Ianto was calling.

"Yeah, coming." Owen glanced at Jack one last time before walking off to get his hot beverage.

* * * * *

After giving an impatient Owen his caffeine dose, Ianto continued to make coffees for the remainder of his colleagues.

"Gwen." He placed her mug on the desk in front of her.

"Thanks!" She replied with a small smile.

Ianto turned to give Tosh hers, only to discover she was in deep conversation with Jack. Ianto frowned. Whatever they were talking about looked trivial, rather than something important and the Welshman immediately suspected some plan to prank him.

"Tosh, you're coffee." He said, stepping closer to the conversing pair. Ianto sniggered as Jack jumped backwards, clearly not expecting him to be there.

"Anyway... I'll, um... get back to that report." Jack said, nodding, before walking back to his office much to the bemusement of both Ianto and apparently Tosh.

"What was all that about?" he asked.

"Oh, just Jack rubbing in the fact that he was able to prank me with a mere piece of paper." Tosh replied evenly. "He's never going to let me forget that is he?"

"Probably not." Ianto admitted, "But why was he all surprised and edgy at seeing me?"

"Oh." Tosh indicated for him to lean closer. "He didn't want you to find out that he was rubbing the whole pranking thing in."

"Why?"

"He seems to think that you will not approve or something."

"Ahh." Ianto nodded, making sense of it all. "Right. Well I can't do anything about it now anyway, I'm not meant to know."

Tosh smiled with a hint of sympathy. "Thanks for the coffee, Ianto."

"No problem." And he began to walk away.

"Oh and Ianto?" Tosh called back over her shoulder.

"Yes?"

"I got a call from the museum. They would like the replica phone box back and as I recall it's still out on the Plas."

Ianto swore. "I completely forgot about that, with all the pranking going on. I'll get onto it straight away, I'm guessing the guys from the museum will come and collect it?"

"Yeah, they said they'd come and collect it."

"Thanks for reminding me, Tosh!"

"No problem, but I'd get it done before Jack finds out. He still may be a touchy on the subject."

Ianto grinned. "Sure!"

As Ianto walked briskly away, Tosh turned back to her computer and smiled. She waited until Ianto had left the central Hub area, before pulling up the CCTV footage and calling the others over.

* * * * *

Ianto stood out on the Plas, next to the police box, waiting for the guys from the museum to come and collect it. He'd been there 10 minutes already and so far they hadn't showed.

"Where are they?" he muttered to himself, flipping open his phone as he did and calling Tosh.

"Ianto! I was just about to call you!" She answered.

"You were?"

"It's about the museum guys. They're running a bit late and asked if you could meet them closer to the road, for easy loading."

"They want me to carry this police box to the road?" Ianto questioned looking over the Plas to the road on the far side. It seemed so far away.

"Yes, I'm sorry. They museum guys apologised too. But apparently it's really light."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, they said only 50kg's tops."

"Great. Any chance of some help? Carrying a police box, no matter how light, is still not the easiest job." Ianto asked and heard Tosh repeat it to everyone else in the Hub, before putting it on speaker phone.

"No chance mate, I've got work to do." Owen shouted.

"Thanks Owen." Ianto muttered sarcastically.

"Sorry love, I promised Rhys I'd be home early and seeing as there was no rift activity, I was just about to leave." Gwen said, actually sounding apologetic.

"It's ok, Gwen." Ianto understood. "What about Jack?"

"He's... uh... in his office. It looks like he's doing work, so it might be best to just leave him. He might actually be getting some paperwork done." Tosh answered and Ianto sighed.

"I could come and-"

"It's alright, Tosh." Ianto cut her off. "Out of everyone I think you've got the most work to do."

Ianto could almost hear her smile with gratefulness. "Thanks."

"Anytime." Ianto replied, snapping his phone shut and turning back to the police box.

"Stop looking at me like that." he muttered, as the box suddenly looked significantly heavier. There was a brief pause and the Welshman shook his head, "That would be me, talking to a replica police box, right."

"It's not just a police box." A man in a pin-striped suit suddenly stepped out of the box and gave Ianto the fright of his life.

"It's much more than that." A red headed female stepped out behind him, completely ignoring Ianto, whose jaw was now on the ground.

"I... I... But..." Ianto stuttered, taking another step back in shock and surprise.

"Hello!" The man gave a grin and a wave.

"But... how..." Ianto looked, wide-eyed, at the pair and then at the box.

"Ianto Jones, right?" The man said, holding out a hand to the stunned Welshman.

"What?" Ianto said stupidly. "I... I mean yes. Yes."

"Pleasure to meet you. Jack's told me a bit about you." he grinned and the woman sniggered slightly.

"Jack? You mean... oh... oh no..." Ianto put his head in his hands, "Oh, I am never going to live this down."

Neither the man nor the woman said anything and Ianto reluctantly raised his head to look directly into the CCTV camera, knowing exactly who would be watching and laughing.

* * * * *

Five minutes later Ianto walked into the Hub, accompanied by the Doctor and his companion Donna (both having told him firmly that they were not a couple) and was greeted by laughter and the 4 amused faces of his colleagues.

"That the last time I'm helping you with one of your little prank, Jack." The Doctor said sternly. "Poor man nearly had a heart attack."

"What? You got the Doctor in on this? Just to prank me?" Ianto said.

"Well, it was the only thing you wouldn't suspect." Jack said with a grin.

"And you fell for it perfectly." Tosh added in, an almost identical smile upon her face.

Ianto opened his mouth to say something.

"And yes," Owen cut in. "We did get all the footage recorded. Including the whole 'that would be me talking to a police box' bit."

"Great." Ianto said sarcastically, causing everyone, except the Doctor to laugh again.

Once the laughter had died down, the Doctor spoke again.

"Well, we'd better be off now that my work here is done."

Jack nodded, understanding. "Sure. And thanks for all your help, Doc." he grinned, winking in Ianto's direction, causing him to roll his eyes.

"No problem, but I'm not doing this again, you know. Next year you're going to have to come up with something a little less extravagant."

"Got it." Jack said, saluting him.

"And what did I say about salutes." The Doctor said, shaking his head and muttering something about UNIT.

"I'll have a salute, though." Donna demanded only nodding, satisfied, when Jack had complied.

"Come on, Donna!"

"It's Donna, by the way. Donna Noble." Donna said to Jack, ignoring the Doctor, who groaned.

"Jack, Jack Harkness." Jack offered her his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr, Harkness." Donna accepted his hand.

"You can call me Jack." Causing Ianto to glare at his Captain.

"Don't encourage him, Donna." The Doctor added. "Come on, the Calforbrix Galaxy is about to be created, we'll miss it!"

"We're in a time machine, Dumbo!" Donna retorted.

"That's beside the point, come on."

"Maybe next time, Miss Noble." Jack said with a wink, causing Ianto to cough pointedly.

"It's Donna." she replied.

"Donna!"

"Alright, I'm coming. Bye Jack!" she gave a smiled and waved as she followed the Doctor, who clearly knew his way out of the Hub.

Jack watched them go, fondly smiling, before turning back to the others.

"Next time, I'll give you all a proper introduction." he promised. "Now, is there any chance of a coffee, Ianto?"

"No, actually, Jack."

Jack raised his eyebrows and Owen sniggered.

"Not sure what you're laughing about either Owen. You're all on instant for at least the next two months."

"Two months!" Owen cried.

"Yes, and don't try to work the coffee machine, you'll only end up injuring yourself. Trust me."

"That's not fair!"

"But you'll be on instant for longer, Jack. I'm thinking about a year. That's for flirting with a complete stranger in front of me."

"But...."

"And I don't think you'll be getting 'it' for a while either."

"But!" Jack said, his voiced raised a note higher. Ianto knew Tosh, Gwen and Owen would have normally laughed at this punishment, but they were already upset with their own punishment they'd completely forgotten.

"You may have got some good footage of me, but that's nothing compared to the footage I'll have of you after you're two months on only instant." Ianto replied with a smug smile.

His colleagues could only watch, stunned, as the Welshman walked away down to the archives, continuing on with his work as though nothing had ever happened.