As soon as Ianto had gotten done laughing at Jack for falling out of a tree he'd helped the older man get out of his clothes and into a hot shower. Jack's back had looked like some sort of goth patchwork quilt with his black and blue marks and Ianto had merely rolled his eyes and shoved the older man towards a fluffy towel when Jack had tried to
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She knocked on the front door.
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She headed out, feeling vaguely unsettled. She felt like there was something going on that she was totally missing and she couldn't put a finger on it.
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