Ianto snuggled closer to Jack, pulling the blankets tightly around them both as he watched fingers of frost spreading lacy patterns across the SUV’s windows.
Jack was cold, almost frozen solid by the aliens they’d been hunting, but in here with the emergency heat packs and thermal blankets, the doors securely locked and the windows tightly closed, they’d be safe enough.
Hopefully it wouldn’t be long before the rest of the team arrived with flame-throwers and heat grenades. Then Ianto would willingly join the fight against the ice demons who’d killed his captain for fun.
They were going to pay.