Up in their hotel room, Ianto sat Jack on their bed and explained what he’d done before rummaging in the bags and presenting Jack with a beautifully wrapped gift.
“Happy birthday, Jack.”
For the first time in a very long time, Jack was rendered speechless; he just sat there, staring first at the gift in his hands, then at Ianto, then back at his gift in complete bewilderment.
“It’s my birthday?”
“Yes, Jack, and since we only have two days here you might want to open that before we have to leave.”
Jack carefully peeled the wrapping away.
TBC in ‘Lost And Found’