Far end of Greenway Road - Late Saturday Night/Early Sunday Morning.

[time_watcher]

Jack hit the front door at the same speed he'd left Blueberry Hill, though he was panting a little to catch his breath. Not finding Ianto waiting for him, Jack immediately headed for the study and the entrance to their base below the house.

"Report!" He snapped as he came cantering down the circular stair case.

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[givemethehunt]

Dean pulled up behind the range rover in the Impala and stepped out, leaning one hip against the driver side door.

"This going to require knowing the difference between sushi and raw fish?"

[time_watcher]

Jack eyed the car that came up behind him a bit warily, relaxing only when he saw Dean step out of the driver side door.

"See, didn't have a problem." Jack said with a grin and he pushed open his own door and stepped out of the Range Rover.

"Glad you could join us," he said in a low tone, waving Dean up towards the front of the SUV.

[givemethehunt]

Dean paused before heading over. "What kinda arms we gonna need on this? I might have something in the trunk."

[time_watcher]

Jack was dressed pretty much as he was always dressed, it was Ianto who might have looked quite a bit different, as the neat suit had been exchanged for jeans, a black button down and a dark jacket. Dean could no doubt see the outline of the Glock SIG .357 tucked into the younger man's back pocket.

Leaning against the front of the SUV, Jack pulled out what looked like a can of mace and a set of handcuffs that were secured in the center by a solid piece of metal as wide as Dean's fist.

"Guns are an absolute last resort and by last resort I mean only if one of us is getting his throat torn out. The point of this is to capture."