John was gone. They'd all gone back to the hub. Tosh had stitched Owen up, then brought him home, promising to take care of him. Gwen had gone home to Rhys, to have beer and cake to celebrate his new job.
Ianto made coffee. Special, just as Jack liked it, slightly rusty with lack of practice, but still good. He brought it to Jack's office. Spotlessly clean, unlike he'd left it. They'd been using his office, all of them, as needed, but it was kept spotless. "Coffee, sir?"