It had been a rough day. An alien creature had fallen through the Rift; frightened and confused, it ran into the road and was hit by a car. The driver hadn’t even bothered to stop.
Ianto, arriving on the scene first, found the creature alive but badly injured. He’d called Owen, but despite the medic’s best efforts, it hadn’t survived.
Ianto took the loss hard, so Jack did what any good boyfriend would; took his partner home for some TLC.
“Much better, thanks.”
“See? All you need is love!”
“Clichéd but true,” Ianto agreed. “The chocolate didn’t hurt either.”