InsaneJournal

Current mood:	guilty
Entry tags:	ianto jones, melinda halliwell

Who: Ianto Jones and OPEN
Where: Rose's house and outside
When: Early morning
What: Guilt, mild panicking, and trying to figure out where he is
Rating: Low, at least to start

He woke up groggily and rubbed his hand over his face. Where was he? He could tell this wasn't his bed even before he had opened his eyes. Someone else's bed, then. With someone else in it. He slowly turned to find out who it was.

Harkness. Shit! He started quietly panicking, while trying to extricate himself from the covers without waking the man next to him. It took him a minute to find his clothes, since he had apparently thrown them in the hamper instead of the floor. How could he have done something like this? In exchange for a job? He struggled to remember, but could recall nothing of the previous night. How much had he had to drink? Or had he been retconned?

Either way, it didn't matter. It was done with now, and he had to get back to Lisa. Guilt welled up in him when he thought about her. He couldn't believe he had gone home with someone else; he loved her. He would find some way to help her, cure her.

He grabbed his wallet and mobile and shoved them in his pockets before slipping out of the room and down the hall. He let himself out, blinking in the sunlight. And realised he truly had no idea where he was. He didn't remember coming here and this didn't look like any area of Cardiff he was familiar with.