Disclaimer: I own NOTHING (except Storm, and Henry, Rach owns herself, and Hannah owns herself, oooh, I also own Zac)

Storm looked at the man in front of her, walking calmly towards the car that he had arrived in. When they arrived he turned and leered at her, pulling her close to him into a bone crushing hug, that she didn't return. When he pulled away she took a deep breath, trying not to choke on the smell that filled her nostrils, stale alcohol. When he opened the door, she climbed in calmly, refusing his hand of help. The smell in the car almost made her retch; it smelt like stale alcohol and old curries. When he got into the car next to him, she moved as far towards the door as she could. She turned her face away from his, trying to ignore the fact that the man next to her was the one who ruined the first few years of her life.

As the car started to move, she looked back at the warehouse that her father was shot in. The door opened and her family walked out, looking sombre, they looked towards the car, and smiled slightly when they saw their daughter looking back at them, before noticing that she was crying, banging on the window, screaming. This spurred them into action, running towards the SUV, almost starting it before they were all in, following the blue car in front of them. Watching where it turned, following it closely, trying to get their daughter back, hell, they were so worried Ianto wasn't screaming at Jack to slow down, or to be careful, a very unusual thing indeed.

Suddenly the car disappeared, and the SUV was brought to a very sudden stop, throwing all of them forwards. Zac slid from the seat he was on, forwards to talk to Jack. Hannah leaped out of the car and ran towards the corner of the road; she leapt on top of a person at the corner, laughing slightly as the girl turned in surprise. "Where did the blue car go? Please tell me," Hannah begged the girl, who was one of her friends form school.

"Towards the shop, why do you want to know Han? What's up?" The girl looked at her curiously," I was almost knocked down by that car, what speed was it doing?" she looked at her friend worried, then around the corner where she had come from.

"Come with me, you can help us, you know where he lives." Hannah dragged her towards the SUV, and flung her into the back, "Jack, she saw where the van went, she knows where he lives, and she can help us get Storm back." Hannah said in a rush, while pointing down the road to the right. Jack started off at a hefty speed, almost as fast as the car they were following. Laura looked around, slightly scared, before realising where she was. She looked towards Hannah with a huge smile on her face, before noticing the look on Hannah's face. She leant forwards and spoke to her friend.

"What's wrong Han? Why are we in the Torchwood car, chasing a blue van? And why is Zac practically crying?" Laura wanted to know everything, "And, where the hell is Storm?" the final question sent the SUV quiet, Laura sat back in her seat, waiting for answers she no longer wanted to hear.

"Storm's in that blue van, with her step-dad, the one who got her mum to give her up the second time, we don't know where he lives, and you do, please help us." Hannah looked at the floor, closing her eyes as she said the last few words, "We can't lose her Laura, please. I can't lose her." Hannah almost started crying at the thought of losing her friend; Zac leant backwards and gave his sister a hug, pulling her closer than he would of before. Hannah buried her head in Zac's chest, as if she was hiding herself from the world. Jack turned round to look at them, causing Ianto, for the first time on the journey, to yell at Jack.

"Jack, turn and look at the road, I can cope with your reckless driving at the moment, but when you turn and take your eyes completely off the road, we will be killed." Ianto's face got redder and redder, before he turned to look at what Jack had been looking at. As soon as he saw the twins in the back, he immediately calmed down. Smiling he grabbed Jack's hand, holding it close to him as if it was a safety blanket, protecting him from all that was happening. Jack took his eyes off the road for the second time in that journey, smiled at Ianto, looking straight into his eyes, and then turned to look at the road again. Jack thought about how hard this was for him, and how much harder this would be for Ianto, having lost a family member.

Ianto's face was tense, a blank mask, showing no emotion as he knew that as soon as he did, he'd break down, and he needed to stay strong, for Storm. Jack followed the directions being shouted at him by Laura, while trying to concentrate on how Ianto was. He failed, crashing into a garage because he was worrying about why Ianto was so quiet, stale, and unmoving, he'd missed Laura shouting stop, telling him that this was the house. The crash brought Ianto back to life, shouting at Jack for crashing into the garage. Jack was just glad to have his lover back.

"Jack," Hannah's voice brought him back to reality, from thinking about Ianto, and how long it had been since he had yelled at him, "how do you know Storm's dad?" she asked curiously, even Ianto didn't know how Jack knew Storm's dad. Jack turned in his seat slightly, to look at the teenagers in the back of the car, then to look at Ianto, before launching into an explanation about how he knows him.

Storm decided that she wasn't going to let him get to her, she would keep quiet, no sound would escape her mouth, she would not let him know how much he was hurting her, causing her pain. She had shown him before, and all it did was make him hurt her more, she would not allow it this time, there was no way she would show him how much he was hurting her. Staring into his eyes, she saw that he was getting scared; he was worried that she was showing no fear. He could find no way of exploiting her, upsetting her, no way of making her scream. After all that he had done, not once had she shouted at him to stop, it unnerved him, made him worry that he'd gone too far. He'd pushed her too far, further than he'd ever meant to do so. When she was a little girl, she'd always screamed, now she was silent.

Storms POV
I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that he'd hurt me, he'd pushed me almost as far as I could go, but I knew that he'd push me further, I wouldn't scream, I would not let him know that he got to me. He had forced me to grow up faster than I had ever anticipated. I had not had a childhood; I was an adult, so much more mature than I ever anticipated that I would be. I was always organised, and the only times I was spontaneous was when I was working for Torchwood, and was told not to do something by Jack and Ianto, then, no matter what, I would ignore them, and try to sort it out myself, not anymore, that was what got me into this mess in the first place. I wouldn't disobey them again, if I could help it.

I looked at the man in front of me; looked into his eyes, and I started to shake, they were deep, black pits, there was no human left in there, he was just pure evil, no wonder he did not know when to stop. I was terrified, when would they arrive; would they ever arrive. He left the room, locking the door behind him, trapping me, even more than I already was, never relenting.

Step-dads POV
I walked down the stairs, towards the kitchen, leaving her to sweat, knowing how much it would make her worry, especially if I make no noise, she will be sweating, worrying about what I am getting, for now, a cup of coffee, and the knives. I empty the knife block, and carry them, with my coffee back upstairs, and its only when I get to the door do I realise how much easier it would of been to just bring the block. Walking into the room, I could see her pupils shrink in fear, good; she doesn't underestimate what I can do.

No one's POV
Storm was shaking, visibly shaking, scared of what this man could do to her. When she saw the knives, she froze, not knowing if he would use them, but not wanting to give him a reason to. She knew that by resisting him, he would find a way of torturing her in such a way, but suddenly, a thought crossed her mind, why did he shoot Jack, and not Ianto, everyone knows that Jack can't die Ianto can, if he wanted to hurt her properly, he should of shot Ianto, it was as if he knew Jack.

"So, that's how I came to know Henry, an evil bastard who doesn't deserve such an amazing step-daughter, he shouldn't even be let out, how he pulled those strings I don't know, but he did." Jack concluded, looking up at the shocked faces in front of him, then he looked towards Ianto, and looked down, he couldn't bear to look into his eyes, to see the disappointment shining in them. He just climbed out of the SUV, not even saying where he was going.

Ianto looked up when he heard the car door slam, and leapt out of his side, slamming his door, but not before telling the teenagers to stay in the car or else. Jack turned slightly when he heard the door slam, and then walked away from the car quicker when he saw who got out of it. He couldn't bear to look at Ianto, to see any form of blame fall from his lovers' eyes; he would die if he did.

Ianto placed a hand on Jacks shoulder, only to have it shaken off again, he tried a second time, and this time Jack turned around, looking at the floor.

"Jack, why won't you look at me?" Ianto asked curiously, wanting his partner to look at him. Wanting to sooth him, tell him it was alright, show him that he wasn't blamed. Jack sighed, and looked up at Ianto's face, avoiding eye contact, until Ianto stared into his eyes, captivating them. Couldn't, and wouldn't look away from those captivating brown eyes.

Hannah sat in the car, watching the scene bef6re her unfold. Watch the two men outside sort out what happened. She jumped when the door opened, and Jack and Ianto got into the car, smiling.

"This is the house," she stated, as they looked at the blue front door, and the destroyed garage.

"Let's go and get her then shall we," Jack said, his voice shaking slightly. He was worried about what they would find. Would she be okay, and alive? They clambered out of the car, and started to walk slowly towards the house.

"DAD!" The scream made Jack and Ianto sprint towards the building.

I am SOOOOO sorry. The ending is not the best; I just wanted to get this up for you. Thank you to all the reviews I am getting. Constructive criticism is always welcome. I will try to get the next chapter up as quick as possible, promise.