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[othercaptjack]

Jack has spent the last couple of weeks in a strange balance between relaxing and becoming increasingly stressed. The Doctor is conspicuously absent, and it seems almost certain that if he wants to get back to his home universe - Cardiff or otherwise - he needs to go out to the same place he came in from

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[likesthecoat]

There is a quiet rap on Jack's door.

(Yes, all this time and Ianto still doesn't just let himself in.)

[othercaptjack]

...while I adore the idea of world-saving whores, who can find the time? I'll...

"Come in," Jack says blithely.

His doom-sense is apparently off.

[likesthecoat]

Ianto does, and leans against the wall a moment. He's holding his side, under his jacket.

"Jack," he says quietly. "A friend of mine seems to be possessed by a demon and I think I have a concussion."

[othercaptjack]

Jack's face goes very still, and then he pushes back his chair and is standing in front of Ianto in a few strides. He carefully puts one hand around the back of his neck - no blood, that's something.

"Okay," he says, in a deceptively quiet voice. "What are the signs? Look at me, please."

He watches for pupil dilation as he cups his other hand under Ianto's arm to steady him.