I, unfortunately, don't own Torchwood. BBC does. Except Ianto. Ianto belongs to the fans.

Rift-Shift

Morning

Ianto Jones woke up with a start. He touched his face to find that he had tears streaming down his cheeks. It must have been a bad dream. Then he remembered. Then he remembered what he had dreamt about that night. Jack had died-attacked by an angry Weevil, and never woke up.

Ianto looked to his left, and smiled. There he was, sound asleep, his eyes moving around under his eyelids. Probably dreaming about those exciting adventure he had been a part of. Who was this "Doctor" anyways? Doctor who? He suddenly felt a pang of jealousy. Ianto could never take Jack through time and space. He knew that, but he wasn't about to give up Jack.

He never liked feeling jealous, so he pushed his thoughts about The Doctor out of his mind. He imagined what sort of aliens they might be dealing with today. Maybe he'd try that new coffee blend he had been working on. Owen would like it, Ianto thought then giggled to himself, he job involved defending the world against aliens and all he could think about was coffee.

That was all Ianto had time to think about these days-Torchwood, coffee, and most importantly, Jack. Just then Jack slowly opened his eyes.

"Good morning sleepyhead!" Ianto said happily. Jack looked at him with a tired look on his face.

"Ianto, have you been crying?" Jack asked, noticing the traces of tears on his face.

"What? Oh yeah, I must have had a bad dream or something. It's fine."

"You sure?" Jack looked concerned.

"Calm down, I'm just fine!" he told him reassuringly. Ianto got out of bed. The sun was shining brightly in the morning sky, and he got a twinge of excitement. He could feel that it was going to be an action packed day. "Hurry up Jack! We really shouldn't be late, considering you're the boss."

"Are you nagging me?" Jack asked with a smirk.

"Oh, just get up, you lazy bum!"

30 minutes later, Jack and Ianto were walking into the hub.

"We should've woken up earlier," Jack said, "Owen, Tosh and Gwen will be here any second now.

"Oi!" Ianto exclaimed. "I don't wanna hear anything from you about being late!"Within the next five minutes or so the rest of the Team arrived-minus Gwen.

"Has anyone heard from Gwen?" Tosh asked.

"Probably slept in…again." Said Owen impatiently. Just then Jack's cell rang.

"It's Rhys." Jack said with confusion. "Hello?" Jack listened to Rhys for a few seconds, then his face fell. He looked as if he had just seen a ghost. "We're on our way."

Sorry that this chapter was basically Janto fluff, I promise it gets better. New chapter within a few days! Reviews are love!