It's all AU.

He hadn't meant to come here, but then he often ended up places he hadn't exactly planned on going. He locked the TARDIS up behind him, stepped out of the supply closet he'd landed in and headed off along the hall. He tried doors at random, and peered into the few that weren't locked.

He was just turning around a corner to head down another hall when he spotted a familiar face. He grinned, broadly. "Martha! Good to see you. What are you doing here?"

Ianto settled into his usual seat, where he could watch the door as he waited for the light snack and scotch he'd ordered. He didn't think any of the Torchwood directors had found out how to make their way here, but he didn't care to be caught by surprise, regardless.

He wasn't certain who he'd like less to see walking in the doors. Yvonne, her sister, or Jack; all were on his list of people he didn't care to deal with at the moment. Though perhaps the safest of them to deal with at the moment would be Jack. "At least he isn't threatening dire retribution if certain archives aren't deleted," he muttered to himself, his attention briefly taken away from his careful observation of the door.