On a Cold Christmas Eve - 2/3

[sierasky]

Ianto took a cab to bail out Owen. He was tired, cold and angry, far too tired, cold, and angry to drive the SUV. He’d reimburse the cab fare from the petty cash account tomorrow; right now, he just had to sort out Owen and then he could go home. Home to a warm bath and a soft bed. And Jack. Damn. Jack was still there. Maybe he’d decided to sleep

Comments

[morgia]

Totally brilliant and smart, the way you write this is very good. Thanks to share with us ;)

[morwencath]

another great chapter! Can't wait to see how Jack gets out of the doghouse this time! lol

[misswinterhill]

I love annoyed and headachey Ianto at the end. It's such awesome characterisation, as was the internal monologue about tragic heroes of cinema. Loving this so far, can't wait to see where it goes :)

[missthingsplace]

I'm loving this, can't wait for more.

[kitkat0038]

I love annoyed, headachey Ianto too. And grrr Owen for lying sbout Ianto's injuries (though you can understand why with Jack next to him)