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I am in shock, I tell ya. I don't know why or how Owen did this but right now all I can see is Jack's annoyance. I don't know what is worse.
Owen's prank that is in such shitty taste or the fact Jack seems to believe it.
"Jack … when would I have the time to sow my seed about the place, eh? Come on … this doesn't make any sense to me either!" I hope he will stop pacing and face me, listen and try to figure it out but as I watch his eyes slide restlessly around the room I realise with a sinking heart we are reverting back to the trust issues of before.
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"I want you to look at the results and tell me it's not real then" Jack pointed at the screen as Ianto flapped his arms in the universal sigh for confusion.
"I don't know what to tell you!"
"TELL ME SOMETHING!" Jack roared, his flaring temper startling Gwen in the doorway of the office.
"Sorry .. didn't mean to interrupt … I think .. .I think we have a third one" she said softly, her eyes flitting between men.
"This man's love-child or third fatality" Jack demanded, "Ianto? How many more you got secreted away? Come on … let's go see which one."
Jack pushed past Gwen and angrily stormed down as Ianto followed morosely, Gwen taking a moment to pat his shoulder in support as she also tried to understand. She wouldn't have taken Ianto for a Wham-Bam-Thank-You-Ma'am kinda guy and his pallid face told her he was not only confused, he felt physically ill.
"Right. Third victim, same injuries. Thresher." Owen said as he tapped the screen and a young girl appeared, "Morwen, almost five. She was found in her bedroom by the bed, the window open and the blood smears show whatever did it escaped the same way it got in. Her dog have been asleep on the bed, tried to defend her and was killed as well. Parents never heard a thing, woke this morning to find her like that."
Owen tapped the screen and image after image appeared of a mess that had once been a little girl, the last one on the screen making Ianto step forward with surprise, "Mica."
"Mica?" Owen asked.
"My … my niece. Mica, she looks like her. A bit bigger mind ... Mica is only a little mite. Did you do DNA yet? Is she mine too?" Ianto asked softly, wonderment as he looked into his own eyes on the screen. No doubt. He knew this was his too as he whispered "How the hell is this possible?"
"Yeah. The other two … you must have been boning both those mamas too. Did Lisa know?" Jack asked with syrupy sweetness, "All that shit you gave me about sleeping around, wanting a monogamous relationship, telling me you don't share and all this time … you have been a player yourself!"
"Jack, get your head out of your arse" Gwen hissed, "I don't think you've got the right end of the stick. Something weird is happening here and Ianto has no idea how either!"
"Yep!" Owen confirmed with a frown, "She's yours too. Shit. Ianto … ideas?"
Ianto shook his head then made a noise in his throat, "Shit. Wait. Gotta check something. Give me their names again, I need … shit."
Ianto took off for his work station and Jack followed sliding between him and the keyboard, "So now you got an idea? Something jogged in that brain of yours? That edidic memory that never forgets each time you saw me flirt with someone else? Ianto? Come on. Share with all of us … how many more?"
Ianto stared at Jack and then motioned him aside, started tapping at the keyboard and Jack walked over to Owen dismissing Ianto, "OK. Let's look at what we have. It can open windows … not Weevil."
"No … I said that already" Owen rolled his eyes and swung in his chair, "It's clever, quiet and seems to really like the taste of Ianto. I don't know how it's finding the kids, how it knows they are his or why it's being so nasty about it"
Toshiko was following the screens Ianto was opening and her eyes widened as suddenly pictures appeared of more children. Four more smiling faces with those eyes, Ianto stopping the frantic tapping to cure softly, the three girls and one little boy unmistakably related. Their little button noses and stern blue eyes the spitting image. Then another popped up as they all watched another boy.
"Oh god, Ianto … what did you do" Tosh sighed as she stared at the youngest one, not even two years old, "This is … you were working here. How could you even find time … I mean … this one's conception must have been post Lisa. You were cheating on Jack even then?"
Ianto's face showed his hurt as Jack snorted, "Thanks Tosh. Good question."
"Because I didn't" Ianto snarled as he turned to storm off to the kitchen.
"Really?" Owen said softly to Jack, "You have no idea how many people he's screwing on the side? Too busy keeping your own in check?"
"Shut up Owen!"