The following Monday morning Gwendolyn Jones entered her family's kitchen. As she did she noticed that the kitchen was empty. She glanced at the clock .It was almost seven o'clock in the morning. Her husband Rhys was still in bed as was usual .

The young mother did noticed however ,that there was no coffee brewing, nor was her eleven year old son Ianto there. This in it's self was odd. Ianto was a fairly early riser. Every morning without fail , her young son would be up and dressed by 630 am even on the weekends.

The fact Ianto hadn't greeted his mother, sent a panic through her. Something was wrong with her son.

She went back up stairs to her son's room and quietly opened the door. "Ianto? ... Sweetheart, are you awake.? It's time to get up love."

A small cough came from the twin bed."mommy ...I don't feel good." Gwendolyn Jones went over to the bed and gently touched her son's forehead. The little boy looked at his mother mournfully " Momma... my tummy hurts."

His mum sat down on the bed and put her arm around him and cuddled him close. She touched his forehead with her lips. " You are a bit warm . I think ,Cariad we best keep you home today."

The young boy looked at his mum in horror. Not go to school? That to the young boy was worse then being sick. Ianto didn't mind missing school on account of snow days. They were fun. But to miss school because he was sick ,he would fall behind in his lessons. Also he would be away from his best mate Jack Harkness

The little boy begged his mother, "Please momma ...I have to go to school ...please . I don't want to fall behind ... And Jack needs me..."

As he spoke, Ianto tried to get up , but as he did, he began to cough . His mother gently pushed her son back against the pillows "Ianto Andes Jones you are staying home today . And that's the end of it"

Ianto wanted to protest this but his mum had used his middle name. The boy knew better then to argue. It was a unspoken rule for he and Jack that when your parents used your middle name they meant business .

But he decided to try one last time. " Please momma ... Jack will be lonesome with out me..."

Young prince Jack Harkness was Ianto's best friend since the age of five when the two had bonded over a peanut butter sandwich. Ianto had also saved the young prince from being kissed by a yucky girl,Mary Bennett.

Gwendolyn smiled at this as she gently hugged him. " Cariad ... I don't think Jack would want you to go to school when you are sick. I am also sure he wouldn't want his best friend to get sicker just before Christmas now would he.?" She kissed his fore head."so you are staying home. And don't worry about school and your lesson, I will call the school and have them send your home work over. Deal? "

The little boy sadly sank back on his pillows" Ok mommy... " His mom got up and made her way to the door. Gwen looked over her shoulder " Now get some rest love and I will bring you some juice shortly." Ianto nodded weakly " yes momma." She smiled lovingly at him as she teased " oh and bloody cheer up will you."

Ianto giggled at this as he watched his mom leave the room. Part of him was a bit worried about Jack .Ianto knew Jack would be upset that He wasn't at school and also ill. Ianto knew their teacher Miss Emma Coswell was in for a rough day. The young welsh boy decided he would text his prince at first break.

Ianto then laid back against his pillows and yawned sleepily. He soon got comfortable under his covers and soon fell asleep.

Ohhh our poor little Yani... Sick and still worries about his Prince. Next chap is how Miss Emma handles a very upset Prince, ( Emma is the young woman from the Torchwood Ep out of time..)

Pc , I love janto ..hope you like...