It had taken Ianto years to sort out the archives, but everyone agreed that the end result was worth it.
The filing cabinets were neatly ordered, all files properly labelled and in the correct places. The shelves were clean and tidy, the artefacts residing on them bagged and tagged with all necessary information visible at a glance.
Signs on storage room doors declared what was inside, packed away in stacks of boxes, wooden crates, tubs and barrels. Everything was listed on the archive database, giving its precise location.
Ianto smiled in satisfaction. “If anyone messes it up, I’ll kill them.”