"We got to play with talking, emotional toys and books in alien languages," Mohinder laughed. "Baby steps." He let his fingers lace with paler, larger ones as they headed down to the underground towards the water. Jack was right. The last place was only a few stops away and very beautiful. He could hear the water and there were the promise of seaside cafes and restaurants and shopping not too far. This was less an apartment than it was a small cottage and the garden was meticulous.

Mohinder handed over the key to Gabriel. "Would you care to do the honours Mister Gray?" He asked, cheeky

Gabriel would be getting quite a lot from that key... Late nights of Jack and that younger man that had flashed upon him when touching the coffee machine kissing and fumbling for the key to get it in the lock, for instance. Evidently there was a reason why Jack had hesitated.

This was Ianto's home.