Jack paced his office, worry creasing his forehead. Ianto was late. Ianto was never late! He paced some more, checked his watch again. How long overdue did someone have to be before it was acceptable to send out a search party?
Something must have happened; otherwise he would’ve phoned to say he’d been delayed. Maybe he had phoned! Jack checked his phone was on. Of course it was. No missed calls either. He went back to pacing.
Finally, the cog door rolled back.
Ianto rolled his eyes.
“Only by seven minutes, Jack!”
“Where were you? I was worried!”