Just want to say a huge thank you to everyone who has added this to their story alert and read it (: A special thank you to those who have reviewed:

Galadriel1010 - Thank you, I'm glad you like it. I hope this chapter is just as sweet as the prologue (:

SpecialFrancine - Thank you! Hehe, I had to make Jack say 'I love you' it would have been mean on me if he left and didn't say it!

Undoubtfuly lost - Glad I found your weakness, I shall be taking advantage of this on many occasions :D

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Chapter 1

Ianto tossed and turned restlessly on the sofa, a blanket was draped over his chest. It was late and he'd finally managed to get his son to sleep, he'd expected to fall asleep the minute his head hit the pillow like he did most nights but when he got into bed he couldn't sleep, his whole body had ached with exhaustion but sleep failed to take him. So at 3 in the morning he had stalked into the front room frustrated with himself and turned on the television hoping that would help; it didn't.

He was sure lack of sleep was getting to him as he sat up when he thought he heard a noise. A slight creek, he frowned. It must have been the wind. He went to move back into a lying position when he heard another noise, a noise that definitely wasn't the wind. The front door closing.

Ianto jumped up straight away, he didn't keep his gun at home, having a baby and a gun in the same house just wasn't a good idea. He grabbed a baseball bat that he'd had since he was a kid and walked towards the front door. He dropped the bat and his mouth fell open in shock when he saw the familiar blue jacket that he had once loved to be wrapped in.

"J-Jack?" His voice was nothing more then a whisper. He didn't trust his voice to speak.

Jack turns and looks at him. Ianto gasps when he sees him. He's still as beautiful as he's ever been. But there's something behind his eyes. A pain that wasn't there before. He looks older, not physically but emotionally. Ianto can tell from just one look that he'd seen horrible things in the two years that he's been away.

He doesn't say anything. He just stares at Ianto. Stares through him. "Jack?" Ianto repeats a little steadier now.

Jack still doesn't say anything, he just moves forward. A predatory look falls in his eyes as he stares at Ianto. Gulping, Ianto moves back, his feet tripping slightly and he falls back against the wall, scared. He'd seen Jack look like this only once before; and then he had had a gun to his head, ready to shoot.

"Jack... You're scaring me." Ianto says quietly. Jack stops right in front of him, his hands move forward, Ianto didn't know whether or not he was going to punch him, or embrace him. He did neither. When a cry came from the nursery Jack stalked towards the noise.

Sorry for the short chapter... As i get back in the swing of writing Torchwood i promise the chapters will get longer...