It's always the little things you fail to notice

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Characters: Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones
Location: Jack's office
Time: Post reality-merge.
Summary: Jack and Ianto's realities have begun to merge. Problem is, neither of them realize it.
Warnings: It's Jack and Ianto in Jack's office. Apart from plot-things, that should be a warning all it's own.

Jack walked into his office, throwing a folder on his desk as he passed it by, not even bothering to stop until he reached the back of his office, hanging up both his coat and his gun holster. He was still recovering from his little insomnia issue, and despite the fact that his immortality was back his body still seemed to require almost as much sleep as a human.

He'd already sent both Gwen and Ianto home for the night, finished his work for the day, and checked the Rift monitor for any signs of activity. There was none. He'd even finished assembling the new bed down in his living quarters; telling Ianto he'd finally gotten tired of his old bunk had seemed to be enough of a reason for the younger man.

Suppressing a yawn, he pulled off his braces, toeing off his shoes before laying down on the couch, settling down for a few hours of sleep. He was going to learn to deal with his nightmares even if it killed him.