Title: Davies and Jones 1/3

Author: Caz251

Summary: Rhiannon Acantha Addams Jones never expected to meet the one in her own garden.
Characters: Rhiannon, Johnny, Ianto, Rhys, Andy, various family members.

Spoilers: Spoilers for Torchwood and The Addams Family.
Warnings: General weirdness

Disclaimer: I don't own either the Addams Family or Torchwood, no matter how hard I wish it were so. Fic

AN: I will post a chapter of this a day, there is only three so it will be complete by Sunday. Please check out my poll for my 250th fic on my profile.

Rhiannon Acantha Addams Jones was bored, there was nothing to do, her father, in an attempt to seem normal had taken her brother Ianto and her cousins to the rugby. Her mother was busy in the cemetery and there was no-one around for Rhiannon to practice her swordsmanship with. Sat at her bedroom window she looked down on the drive and out towards the gate. Something was wrong she realised, she jumped down from the window seat and walked downstairs as sedately she could. She made aware of the manor, and once outside she realised what it was that she had noticed was wrong, the weeping willows weren't drooping enough.

The closer she got to the gates a shiver began to run up and down her spine, she smiled, something was coming. Whether that something was good or bad she couldn't tell, but that didn't make her any less excited, after all she was an Addams and whatever it was that was coming in the future would have to go through her family before even trying to hurt her. After all Addams' always stuck together, if anyone tried to hurt a member of their family the whole family would retaliate, as stated in family lore and shown through the family motto: Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc.

It was then that she heard it, the sound of shoes on gravel. Someone was on Addams' Land. 'This should be fun', she thought as she looked around for the intruder, at least this may cure her boredom for a while. She wondered for what purpose the intruder was on Addams' land, for not many from the surrounding area ever dared to enter their grounds.

Deciding to meet the intruder straight on she made her way towards the noise. She did so both silently and stealthily, using what she had been taught in her lessons to the best of her ability. Using one of the weeping willows for cover she searched out the intruder. He, for he was definitely male, was sat on one of the many stone benches that were spread throughout the grounds.

He seemed to be rather interested in the scene depicted on the bench, the story of her cousin Lucretia being burnt at the stake. It surprised her in a way all those who had come onto Addams grounds had been interested in the bench, but horrified at the same time. This one was different though, he seemed pleased or at least rather tempted by the scene. Rhiannon moved from the tree she was hiding in to one next to the bench making no noise at all. She then very noisily jumped from the tree and landed on the bench next to him.

She let out a cackle when he screamed, but not a full out one, she didn't want to terrify him yet. That was something that should happen later in their acquaintance. "Who are you?" She asked as she glared at him. Rhiannon watched as he recovered quickly, seeming to compose himself.

"Johnny, Johnny Davies. And you?" He asked with a small smile on his face.

Rhiannon stared at him, he didn't seem that intimidated by her, although he did have a wary look about him. She was impressed against her will and decided that she could give him her name. She then introduced herself in a true Addams fashion, terrifying him in a way then giving him only one of her names. Rhiannon was an Addams, she would never just give someone the power her name had over her. Especially not on a first meeting, and to someone she felt had the potential to use it.

She spent the rest of the afternoon talking with the other teen, sending him away only when a shift in the winds told her that her father was on his way home. Her father would not take the idea of the strange teen on their property well. He was not an Addams by blood and often tried to compensate for that failing, often going about it the wrong way.

Rhiannon sat in her window again, waiting for her brother to return, hoping that he would be willing to listen to her. She knew that Johnny was from one of the local estates and for that reason she was surprised that he had dared to come onto Addams land. All the local estates passed round horror stories of their family, so she was curious as to why he hadn't listened to them.