It was a typical Thursday afternoon at the hub. It was raining outside and there had been no rift activity all day. Owen was doing what he usually did: Nothing. Gwen, Tosh, Jack and Ianto on the other hand were playing snap. Jack had just won for the 50th time when the main phone rang. In order to do anything but play snap with the worlds biggest cheat, Gwen leapt to her feet to answer the phone, only to be disappointed when the voice on the other end asked for Ianto Jones, "Ianto, it's for you," she said, walking into the hub confused, "Who is it?" the 25 year old replied, equally confused, "They didn't say. It's a girl though," Ianto took the phone and stared down it like an alien was about to jump out of it. Eventually he said cautiously, "Hello?" The rest of the team watched him nosily, he never got personal calls. He didn't even have a personal life. They didn't know what the girl on the other end of the phone had said to the Welshman, but he instantly relaxed at the first thing she said, "Where are you?" After a short pause he said, "I'll try and pick you up," Putting his hand over the mouthpiece he looked questionally at Jack who nodded, indicating that he could take the rest of the day off to pick up this mysterious girl. When Ianto finished the call by saying "I love you too," Owen raised his eyebrows and mouthed at Gwen, "Love?!" Gwen then laughed as Ianto put the phone back in the cradle, "Who was that?" Came the American voice of Iantos boss,
"Does it matter?" Ianto replied defensively. Jack nodded slowly because, since Lisa, he made an effort to find out more about Iantos personal life, "My sister ok?"
"You have a sister?" Jack said, startled. Maybe a bit too startled because Ianto raised his eyebrows as if to say "See!", grabbed his coat then ran out the door. The rest of the team were left in shock except for Owen, who had taken the liberty of finding Iantos file. He read it out to Gwen, Tosh and Jack, "Ianto Jones born 19th of August 1983, parents deceased. Two sisters: Rhiannon Davies older by 5 years," Owen broke his reading to laugh quietly, "Now this your gonna like: TWIN sister Iola Jones, age 25," Jack let out a low whistle and the girls looked equally surprised, "He kept that quiet didn't he? Do you think that's where he's gone?" asked Tosh,
"Well unless he's gone to pick up his sister who is married with 2 kids, age 30. Yes Tosh, I reckon that may be where he's gone," Owen said with more than a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Ianto pulled up outside the Cardiff train station then made his way through the bustling crowds to platform 9. Standing by the shelter was a beautiful young women with Chesnut Brown hair finishing at her waist with a gentle curl, wearing skinny bluegray denim jeans with a large black belt, a plain white tank top and black beaded necklaces. By her side was a light pink travel case with wheels. Ianto smiled when he saw her, it was so long ago when she left Wales, "I" he said loudly. 'I' was what he called her for short, she called him Yan and he called her I. She turned around quickly, a huge smile forming on her face, "Oh my god Yan!" She ran toward him and hugged him hard. Ianto, taken aback a bit at first at her sudden affection, hugged her back gently until she let go and got her case, "So why are you coming back now?" He asked her jokingly, not expecting to see the smile wipe off her face suddenly, "I, what's the matter?" He said, worried he accidentally made her upset, "I'll tell you later ok Yan?" He nodded then picked up her case and took it to his car.
They arrived at his flat at around 6pm. Tossing his keys onto the side table Ianto said, "Coffee?" The expression on his sisters face soon turned from about to cry any minute to the happiest girl in the world, "God yes! I don't know how I ever lived without it!" Ianto laughed then crossed over to the kitchen to start the kettle, "White, 2 sugars?" He called from the kitchen whilst Iola looked at the carefully arranged videos on his dresser. Iola was the only one who knew for sure why Iantos flat was so tidy, though others did have their suspicions. It's the one thing about them that has always been different, but she got used to it. He has OCD, she doesn't. Simple...ish. Ianto had arrived back in the living room by now with two coffees and a plate of 8 biscuits. Iola took the plate from him, recieving a nod of thanks in return. Setting it on the coffee table she was about to take a biscuit but then remembered she had to eat one at the same time as her brother, to keep the amount of biscuits an even number. They sat down on the navy blue sofa and as the did so Ianto put both the coffees on the table without taking a sip of his own. Iola sighed then rested her head against his shoulder. Ianto had sensed something was wrong since she called him on the phone, but didn't push it. He knew by now when she wanted to be left alone, this was one of those times, "I split up with Aaron," She said suddenly. Aaron O'Connor had been her boyfriend for like...forever. Ianto was mutual friends with the irish boy who had moved to Wales when he was 9 and had shared a few classes with him in secondary school. He tried, and failed, to hide his shock from what his sister had told him, "Why?" He found himself asking. Iola didn't answer, just tensed up and started drinking her coffee. Wrong move, he thought to himself. He let it go and didn't touch the subject again that night.
