Torrential rain pounded the SUV’s roof, so loud it would have been deafening if Ianto weren’t in the habit of carrying earplugs everywhere. As it was, Jack could only hear a distant rumble.
He watched the sheets of rain sweeping across the road, driven by near gale force winds. The weather across the whole of Britain was some of the worst he’d ever seen. Between the rain and the leaden clouds, visibility was so bad he’d been forced to pull off the road to wait it out.
Warm inside the SUV, Ianto asleep beside him, Jack didn’t mind at all.