A Little Bit of Glenn Miller in My Life
Jack came up from the Archives grinning from ear to ear, prize in hand. He was turning it over in his hands carefully accessing the damage it had been exposed to over the years.
"Ianto!" He called without looking away from the contraption in his hands. "Where are my old records?"
Ianto turned in his chair and raised an eyebrow at what he saw in Jack's hands, "They're in your office, sir. Third cabinet on the right, the box beside it."
"Jack?" Gwen piped up. "Why do you have that?"
Jack flashed her a smile, "I thought we'd have a bit of fun." Nearly running off to his office, Ianto sat back in his chair and sighed.
"I'm almost worried about what he has in mind."
"Lighten up, Ianto." Owen came up and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Things couldn't be any worse than last week at least."
Tosh rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh, "If he ever messes with my equipment again I-...I'll do something. I'm not sure what, but it would hav