On a Cold Christmas Eve - 1/3

[sierasky]

It was midnight on Christmas Eve at the Hub. Midnight on a Christmas Eve where Ianto’d actually had plans. Plans involving Jack, tinsel, and a very large bowl of eggnog.

Normally Ianto would have begun the shut-down procedures long ago, but tonight he needed the lights, the noise, the sense of not being alone. Ianto had always been intuitive, a

Comments

[goddess_ophelia]

Owww Poor Ianto, not a happy camper. Great read!

[badly_knitted]

Ouch! I really feel for Ianto, what a horrendous Christmas eve, and now he has to bail Owen out.

I wonder if he can claim on his insurance for his car's destruction...