A/N - Torchwood or any of its characters do not belong to me. This story is for pure enjoyment and not for sale or profit. I sure would like to hear from you. Your reviews will be greatly appreciated.

It was evening by the time Jack headed back to the new hub. He raced through the streets on his way back to where the remnant of Torchwood waited for him. He was frustrated. Nothing that day had gone as he had hoped.

Clement paced the floor of the hub. "They want to take them, just like before. Like the man did." Suddenly he smelled something in the air that sent a warning voice in his head to insulate him from the danger that was coming.

"He's coming back! He's coming back!" Clement chanted in terror. He pointed toward the door. "He's coming! He's coming! He's coming! He's coming!"

Gwen went to Clement to try and console him. Clement could smell the man coming closer. As the man approached Clement held his breath and clung to his newfound friend for dear life.

Finally Jack came into the light. Clement gasped. The man hadn't changed. He still looked exactly as he had in 1965.

"He hasn't changed," Clement said to Gwen. "He's the same…he's the same! All those years? How can he be the same? How? How? How?"

Gwen was confused. "Sssshhhh, it's all right," she told Clement. She looked at Jack and asked. "What's he talking about, Jack?"

"Clement McDonald," Jack said.

Clement cringed at the sound of his name coming from the lips of the man.

"It was easier if we didn't know their names."

"What? Are you saying you were there, in 1965?" Gwen asked.

"He was the man," Clement whispered as he gripped Gwen tightly. "He was the man that took us to them."

"No, you're wrong, Clem. What he does is he fights them," Gwen told Clement. "Isn't that right, Jack?"

"No," Jack said flatly.

"What are you saying?"

"I…

"Are you telling me you were there? What were you doing there, Jack?"

Jack hesitated before he answered. "I gave them the kids."

Rhys closed his eyes and lowered his head as Ianto looked at Jack in shock.

"You did what?" Gwen asked in disbelief.

"In 1965 I gave them twelve kids. I gave them twelve children…as a gift."

Clement was wracked with tics as images of that horrible night assailed his mind.

"I'm sorry," Jack said as he moved toward Clement. "I'm really sorry."

Without warning Clement grabbed Gwen's gun and fired. The bullet ripped into Jack's body sending him crashing to the floor. Ianto rushed to Jack and held him in his arms.

"Give me the gun, Clem!" Gwen said.

"You stay away from me!" Clement warned. "You're on his side and he's on their side! You're all involved! You're the same as him!"

"No, we're not Clem. We're on your side." Gwen said. She moved toward Clement as he dangerously waved the gun around.

"Leave him alone, Gwen! Don't' you see he's dangerous?" Rhys pleaded with his wife.

"I'm not dangerous! I'm not! I'M NOT!" Clement shouted pointing the gun at Rhys.

Gwen stood between them. "We know you're not, Clem. We know that."

Clement could smell the lie. "But that's a lie, isn't it? Isn't it? I've just killed a man. I am dangerous," he said as the fight in him melted away.

"Give me the gun, Clem," Gwen said softly. She reached out to the broken man and took the gun from his hand.

Clement began to cry and buried his face in Gwen's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. It wasn't my fault. He was a bad man. He took me and my friends to them."

"It's all right. Everything's going to be all right," Gwen said as she patted Clement gently on the back.

Suddenly Jack gasped for air. Clement's eyes widened in shock and he let out a yelp. He tried to pull away from Gwen.

Gwen smiled and tried to calm the frightened man. "It's all right, Clem. He does this all the time."

"NO! NO!" Clement screamed. "LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" He broke away from Gwen and ran off.

Ianto helped Jack sit up. "Are you all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Jack said as he stood.

"Can I get you anything?" Ianto asked.

"No thanks."

Jack raised his hand to stop Ianto from asking another question. "I said I'm fine."

Ianto couldn't find any other words to say. He returned to his seat and the laptop.

Jack glanced at Rhys and saw the look of disappointment on his face. Jack lowered his eyes and waited for Gwen and Clement to return.

TO BE CONTINUED…