Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 326 – Doctor’s Visit at tw100.

My fourth drabble for this challenge.

Summary: Owen needs a doctor. Ianto and Jack find that amusing.

Driving across Cardiff, Ianto couldn’t contain his glee.

“Never thought I’d be taking our medic to the doctor’s; this is an historic occasion!”

“Should I take photographs?” asked Jack, sounding equally happy.

“Tosh already did,” Ianto assured him.

“Should’ve known!”

“Wankers!” Owen’s voice floated from the back seat. “You wait ‘til you need treatment!”

“We would’ve helped you!”

“You’re not gettin’ near my arse!”

“It’s your own fault. I said keep your head down, not stick your ass in the air! They couldn’t miss!”

“Shut up! Buckshot fuckin’ hurts!”

Ianto sighed. “I guess doctor’s really do make the worst patients!”

The End