I'm sorry this chapter is so short but I've been having problems with my email (E.G fanfiction has stopped emailing me) so I need to check if I've fixed it. And I felt guilty about not updating anyway. So here it is and also, if I haven't reviewed a story I have on update...I probably don't know it's been updated. Sorry!

Ianto watched Tosh over his coffee. She was still shaking, even though he had rushed to get a blanket and some coffee for her.

"I'm…I'm sorry Ianto…It's just…"

"Never mind." He silenced her immediately. "Are you okay now?"

"Yeah. I know its stupid but-"

"Trust me, Tosh, it's not stupid. Nightmares aren't stupid, people think they are but it's not a weakness or anything, it's just…"

"It keeps coming. Every night I close my eyes and it's there and it's…it's my dad…"

Ianto smiled warmly at her, encouraging her to keep talking. He had never imagined Tosh as being the sort to have nightmares…especially not about their families, although, to be fair, none of them ever really spoke about their private lives. Well, Gwen did talk about Rhys a fair bit (Ianto suspected it was to make Jack jealous but if it was it wasn't working.) Owen didn't have much a private life…or if he did, it was very well hidden underneath the countless stories of sex and drink. Jack…was just Jack…and Tosh had always given the impression her life was nothing special.

That was the problem with this job. It became your life, so much that you forgot about normal things like families.

"He…he's a ghost…not, you know, like Casper…he looks normal, but I know he's dead and he keeps coming, he just…keeps coming…"

"What happened, Tosh?" Ianto asked. "Have you ever told anyone? Owen?"

"No!" Tosh said, a little too quickly. "No, I mean, why would I tell Owen?"

"Because he's a doctor?"

"Oh! Yes, obviously but he's not, you know, a psychiatrist is he? And who else would I tell?"

"Well, go on then…if you're ready…I mean…keeping secrets hurts. Even if telling them will mean danger for someone you love…you still want to tell, don't you?"

She smiled sadly, touched his arm lightly. "You tried your best for her, Ianto."

"So…how long have you had these dreams then?" he asked, changing the subject.

"After he died…everyone was comforting me, saying it would never happen again…that I was safe now…but I knew, I just knew that I wasn't safe. Even after he killed himself, I knew he could still get me."

"What did he do to you?" Ianto said quietly, angrily. "What did he do to hurt you so badly?"

"Toshiko Sato! Where are you, you little devil?" To anyone else, it seemed like the loving cry of a father but to her, it was something much more terrifying.

"I'm up here Daddy…" she dutifully replied.

"I'm coming to get you…wait right there…"

"Okay Daddy…"

And he came into her room, where she was obediently lying on her bed, waiting, with her music turned up so her mother wouldn't hear anything and be hurt by what her father was doing to her. Her loving, role model of a father.

"I'll never leave you, my darling Tosh." He would say afterwards. "I'm a brilliant daddy aren't I? I love you very much, don't you know that? And I love your mummy. One big, happy family. I'll never leave you, ever. I'll stay with you, in your dreams forever, won't I?"

"Yes daddy. One big, happy family."

She never questioned him. Surely every Dad did what he did, came into their daughter's rooms and tore off their clothes? After all…he was her loving father. And he loved her very much, so much that he would never leave her, ever.

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