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"You aren't supposed to be here," Owen said.
Ianto silently stalked off.
"Damn-it," Owen said to himself.
"What's your problem?" Jack asked, coming out of his office, face bruised.
'"You didn't retcon The Tea Boy," Owen said.
"What I do is none of your business," Jack said. "Where did he go?"
"No idea," Owen said.
"Fuck," Jack said, heading further into the Hub hoping Ianto wouldn't harm himself. It took Jack nearly 20 minutes to find the young, broken Welshman wrapped around Myfanwy in her nest, tears dripping down his cheeks as he napped fitfully. Jack left him to sleep.