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Ariana.
Chapter 4.
As Ianto arrived home, parking his car carefully in the space next to a van that stated 'The Toolboc' in iridescent yellow lettering. He recognised the triangular logo from the place down the street, it did everything from gardening equipment to baby proofing. He made his way up to the flat via the lift, nervously twiddling his thumbs as he ran through what he could say.
'I catch Aliens!'
'Yeah, there's a rift through space and time and it runs through Cardiff...'
'Well there are Weevils...they maul people all the time and we have to cover it up...'
He sighed, Jack would be angry, he knew that much. But he also knew he had to tell Morgan the truth, ever since she had been born, a year after him, they had shared a special connection. She was his closest sibling, they had always shared everything.
He entered the flat, registering the presence of a rather large man, wearing a blue overall, the familiar triangular logo printed on the back. Morgan passed him a cheque, smiling and thanking him, before he pushed past Ianto and left.
"All sorted," She smiled, examining Ianto's pale face, "What's wrong?"
"I need to tell you..." Ianto began.
"Tell me what?" Morgan asked, looking slightly suspicious.
"Icatchspaceandriftaliens," Ianto shouted quickly, cursing himself in his head.
"Sorry?" Morgan blinked once, surprised.
"I catch Aliens for a living," Ianto looked down at the floor, realising how cheesy he had sounded.
"What's wrong with you Ianto?" Morgan asked, hurrying forwards and placing a hand on his shoulder, lifting his chin with her other, "I know you're feeling pressurised, I can always provide money, and occasional baby-sitting. Come on sit down."
She led Ianto to a chair, he stared forwards at the wall, unsure what to say next.
"Yan?" Morgan asked, ever the worrying sister.
"It's true Morgs," Ianto whispered.
"But..." Morgan began.
"Look," Ianto insisted, interrupting by pulling a gun out of his pocket. Morgan gasped.
"Ianto, where did you get that?" Morgan asked fearfully.
"Work," He answered simply, "Come with me, I'll prove it."
He took her hand in his, registering how clammy it felt, she was shuddering, may be showing her the gun hadn't been such a good idea.
"We'll take Ari," Ianto said softly, "It's totally safe, honestly."
He searched his sisters eyes, hopefully. She nodded, pulling her hand away as she went to fetch the 9 month old from her cot.
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Morgan was in shock. She cradled Ari in her arms, following Ianto in silence. They reached a cog shaped piece of stone on the otherwise plain walls and it rolled back, revealing a gigantic room, full of machinery and alien technology. Gwen was sat at the computer, tracing rifts spikes in London, but looked over when the three Joneses entered. Morgan stared around in awe, missing her footing as she stared at the infrastructure and the bottom of Cardiff's water tower that she knew so well. Ariana however, seemed underwhelmed, asleep in her foster mothers comforting arms.
Ianto went straight to Gwen, his sister trailing behind him, "Gwen," He introduced, "This is Morgan, my sister and Ariana, or Ari, my daughter." It still felt strange saying those words.
"Hi," Gwen said politely, nodding her head as Morgan couldn't move her arms, Morgan nodded back.
Ari stretched her small pale arms, her mouth gaping as she yawned and her bright blue eyes opened. She blinked slightly due to the light. Gwen gasped, "Her eyes..." She said shortly, looking between the baby and Ianto.
Ianto nodded briefly, watching Gwen coo over the baby.
"Would you like to hold her," Morgan asked hoarsely, regaining her speech.
Gwen grinned, "Yes please," and took the baby carefully, rocking her slightly and humming randomly under her breath, Ari giggled. Ianto could tell Gwen was delighted.
"She's gorgeous," Gwen cooed again, ticking her under the chin, "Why didn't you..." She trailed off, realising how personal her question was.
"It's ok," Ianto smiled at Gwen's motherly instincts, launching into the story.
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A few hours later they were all sat around the computers. Gwen still hadn't given Ari back and she had now fallen back into a doze. There was still no word from Jack or the others.
"So it's true," Morgan broke the silence.
"Yes," Gwen replied, "I know it's hard to believe, I don't know how Ianto is going to be able to keep Ari."
They all sighed in unison, all eyes turning to Ari as she snored slightly. The corners of Ianto's mouth curled into a warm smile, but inside his heart was breaking, what was he going to do with his darling little girl?
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Jack arrived in London to find mass panic. The streets were full of people, being pushed back by police, who looked tired after a day of hard work. The old rundown building of Torchwood one was cordoned off by police tape. As Jack pushed through, having left Gwen's car on the road, he heard little parts of conversations.
"I could hear strange noises earlier, like machinery and..."
"...flames everywhere, the fire service..."
"...explosions...flame throwers..."
Jack finally reached the front, showing his ID and stating Torchwoods code before heading forward with a groan of protest from the mob. He hurried over to Tosh and Owen, who were by the SUV, scanning the building.
"Finally," Owen said, regarding Jack's appearance.
"There is definite rift activity, there is defiantly a creature, or creatures on the second floor. The building still has its old alarm systems but it's been breaking through them, it's getting closer to the ground." Tosh told him rapidly.
"Owen, get them to cordon off this place properly, with more than police tape," Owen nodded and hurried off, "Tosh, we need two guns and spare ammo, just in case, we don't know what we're dealing with here."
"On it," Tosh replied, heading round the back on the black four wheel drive, setting up something in the boot.
Jack sighed, trying to concentrate on the task at hand. Pushing Ianto to the back of his mind.
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