Check and Mate, Ianto Jones is an idiot once again. Why did I ever think that I would really make a significant dent in the life of Captain Jack Harkness? For the first time in weeks, I’m sleeping alone because I can’t stand to have those greedy hands touching and pawing at me. Not when his thoughts are on someone else. I could have died today, and it was Gwen that’s gotten all of his notice. I am just the tea boy, the fun, but when someone else moved into his space with Gwen it was all he could see. I’m not the jealous type, I’ve let Jack sleep with whomever without calling him out on it, but this was finally supposed to be different and I’m just sick with disgust at that self-lying, selfish bastard. Thank God I waited on what I was feeling. I can’t do this. I think I need a stiffer drink.