“Don’t know why we had to come here,” Jack moaned as they sat in the waiting room at A&E. “We have a doctor on staff.”
“Correction, we have Owen, which is precisely why we’re here,” Ianto replied tartly. “He still hasn’t stopped teasing me about the time I got groin strain when you wanted to experiment with different positions. No way am I seeing him about this; I’d never hear the end of it!”
“Mr Jones, if you’ll come this way.”
Ianto followed the nurse towards the treatment area, Jack close beside him.
“You’re explaining how we got glued together!”