AN: Here is Chapter 10. I promise that within the next two chapters we will be heading in to the episode everything changes. I hope you are all as excited as I am. Anyway, enjoy this chapter. I like it.

Disclaimers: I don't own Torchwood

Warnings: mentions of sex, curse words, slight violence

Spoilers: none

Ianto followed Jason out of the house and towards a yellow Land Rover parked in the driveway. Jason had driven the vehicle for as long as Ianto had known him. There wasn't an area of the Land Rover that didn't remind Ianto of a sexual encounter with Jason. He stopped walking when he realized this. Jason turned to look at him and raised a questioning eyebrow.

"We are just going to talk. No sex is that clear," Ianto said.

"Yes," Jason said. He turned back toward the vehicle and started to laugh out loud. Ianto figured he had just realized why Ianto had decided to make the no sex rule.

"Oh those were some good times," Jason said turning slightly to wink at Ianto as he opened the driver's door and got in the truck.

Ianto just shrugged nonchalantly and got in to the passenger's seat. He hoped he wouldn't regret his decision to go back to his old home.

The drive to Jason's was quiet. Ianto spent most of the trip trying not to look at the steering wheel because when he did he would remember what it felt like to have his back firmly pressed against it. He was unsuccessful. Sometimes when he would remember pleasant memories of Jason he would try to counteract them with two bad ones, but stuck within the Range Rover his mind was being over whelmed with many very good memories. He didn't fret too much he knew when they got to the house he would be bombarded with several bad memories.

Finally Jason turned onto a long gravel driveway. There was a sign at the entrance that read: Sim's Home for Wayward Teens. Ianto had been one of them. Actually when Ianto lived there he had been all alone, well except for Jason. The house was more like a mansion in Ianto's opinion and it stood at the end of the drive, it looked kind of spooky at night. It remained Ianto of the first time he laid eyes on it so long ago. Ianto realized that this was going to be a night of flashbacks.

Jason drove the suv to the side of the house and into a three car garage. There were two other cars in there. Ianto wondered who they belonged to, one was a pink sedan. Ianto raised an eyebrow at Jason when he saw it.

"It's Aria's, her guardian spoils her," Jason said obviously annoyed by the car.

"Aren't you her guardian," Ianto asked.

"No, her guardian is Iden Miller," Jason said.

"Oh, I've never met him," Ianto said.

Jason just shrugged. "Come on let's go have that chat," Jason said as he got out of the vehicle.

"Wait, isn't Miller Aria's last name," Ianto asked. This didn't make sense to him if Aria had another guardian then why had Jason assigned her people to relocate seven weeks ago, did he trust that she would keep something like that from her guardian that spoiled her.

"Yes," Jason answered, "Iden married her."

Ianto could thing of about 15 more questions concerning Aria Miller, but they became unimportant as he left the garage and entered into the laundry room behind Jason. There were three sets of washers and dryers all industrial sized. There were also two other doors in the room besides the one that lead to the garage. One led to the kitchen the other lead to the basement. That basement was a thing of Ianto's nightmares. He stayed as far away from that door as he could as he followed Jason into the kitchen.

As Ianto entered the Kitchen his ears were immediately assaulted with the sound of a crying infant. Aria Miller herself stood in the middle of the kitchen franticly rocking the baby and crying just as hard as the child. She looked up hopefully when they entered. Ianto saw her frown when she laid eyes on Jason.

Ianto happened to love babies. He had also had a bit of practice with his sisters children. He walked over to her and took the baby from her gently. She gave a grateful sob, "I have tried everything she won't stop crying."

Ianto propped the little dark haired baby up onto his shoulder and started to softly pat her back. After a minute the baby let out a little burp and her crying started to subside. Thankfully Aria's did too. Ianto smiled softly at her.

"I tried burping her," she said as she rubbed a hand over her face, "I am so rubbish at being a mum."

"Remember that and use protection next time, love" Jason said rudely.

Aria seemed to be used to Jason's insults because she just ignored him as if he wasn't there and continued to address Ianto. "Her father is really good with her, he is out of town until tomorrow," she said as she gently took the now almost asleep baby from Ianto.

"How old is she," Ianto asked.

"9 weeks," Aria answered wiping a tear off the infants face.

Ianto turned and looked at Jason, "Not only did you ask a 19 year old to relocate people but you asked a girl who had a two week old baby at home. What is the matter with you," he said sternly.

Jason narrowed his eyes and glared into Ianto, "I have reasons for everything I do Jones and I am not required to answer to you," he said his tone was calm but deadly.

Ianto unknowingly took a step away from Jason and Aria quietly slipped out of the room. Coward, Ianto thought. Jason came towards Ianto and pushed him against the industrial fridge his hands gripping Ianto's forearms and holding him in place.

"Do you know what is does to me when you undermine my authority especially in front of someone still in training," Jason said close enough to Ianto's face that the Welshman could feel his hot breath.

"No, sir," Ianto said hoping the use of sir would pacify Jason.

Jason growled and then, much to Ianto's surprise, he crashed his lips against the younger man's placing a hand in his hair to hold his head in place. Ianto started trying to push Jason away but his attempts failed. His resolve to end the kiss faltered when Jason forcefully deepened it. Ianto then felt the man's hand travel to the button of his trousers. Ianto knew there would be no getting out of this.

Thankfully Aria rushed back into the kitchen just before Jason pulled Ianto's zip open. Jason reluctantly pulled away and Ianto quickly moved to the other side of the kitchen to put as much space as possible between him and Jason.

"Sorry," Aria said sounding embarrassed. She walked over to the fridge Ianto had just been pinned against and took out a baby bottle. "Forgot Ruby's bottle," she said holding it up. She then left the kitchen as quickly as possible avoiding the glare Jason was giving her.

Ianto wished the kitchen had some sort of island that he could use to keep something between himself and the other man, but unfortunately it was just an open space.

Ianto held his hand up in a stop motion when Jason began to walk towards him. "No, Jason I don't want to," he stammered.

Jason stopped walking and placed his hands on his hips, "Are you sure because it seemed like you did," he questioned.

"Yes, well no means no doesn't it," Ianto said running a hand through his hair.

"Yes, it does," Jason sighed as he walked back to the fridge and retrieved a bottle of water from it. He then shut it and leaned against it. "Do you want water," he said to Ianto as an afterthought. Ianto shook his head.

"Okay," Jason said as he opened the bottle and took a drink. "I was born in the 10th century, in the city of Kiev. I was a Bogatyr, kind of like a knight. It was nice for me, everyone viewed us as demigods," he said smiling slightly then continued, "I guess I was the only Bogatyr that really was," Ianto rolled his eyes. Jason liked to think that all rift children were part god. Ianto liked to think that Jason was an idiot.

Ianto let Jason's earlier transgression fall to the wayside due to the million and one question's that just popped into his head after Jason's confession. "Kiev, that is in Ukraine just outside of Russia," he said first. Jason nodded. Ianto smiled slightly, "How come you sound Welsh," he asked.

Jason grinned, "You don't know what kind of accents people had 11 thousand years ago."

Ianto raised his eyebrows, "I bet it wasn't Welsh, well at least not in Kiev."

Jason laughed out loud, "I was taught to speak English and Welsh by a Welshman so I picked up his accent, alright." Ianto nodded.

Ianto bit his lip slightly, "So you were born 11 thousand years ago, that is just crazy to think about."

Jason nodded, "No what is crazy is when you try to understand how I am only 81 years old."

"How did you die," Ianto questioned.

"Defending my king, I was 35, which was pretty much considered a long life back then," Jason answered.

Ianto did some quick math in his head, "so you came to Cardiff in 1959," he mused.

"Yes, it was a frightening place for me. Luckily another rift child found me, he helped me adjust," Jason said.

"Did he train you like you trained me," Ianto asked softly.

"No, I got that type of training when I was in Kiev, in a way I trained him though," Jason said suddenly very interested in his bottle of water.

Ianto personally didn't want to know what 'in a way' meant. He bit his lip slightly. "I guess I understand why you are such an asshole now," Ianto deadpanned.

Jason looked up and raised his eyebrow in question.

Ianto smiled, "you had to go 35 years without coffee."

Jason laughed.

Ianto smiled and then yawned. Jason but his now empty water bottle in the recycling bin. "Tired," he said turning his head toward Ianto. Ianto nodded.

"My bed is always open to you," Jason said only half teasing.

"No, thanks," Ianto said.

Jason walked closer to Ianto until he was standing right in front of him. He softly took the other man's hand. Ianto tried to pull it back instinctively but Jason just tightened his grip. "I have answered your questions now I need you to answer one of mine," Jason said his voice barely a whisper.

Reluctantly Ianto nodded. "What is the real reason you left me," Jason began, "I know it wasn't because of the training, you admitted yourself that you didn't know that my training wasn't required until you got to London, so what made you leave if the first place."

Ianto thought he could see a bit of hurt in Jason's eyes. The man was right, Ianto hadn't left because of the training, or even because Jason was an overbearing control freak. No Ianto had left because Jason wasn't faithful. Looking back Ianto realized that was the lesser of all of Jason's offences, but then Ianto's world had practically revolved around Jason. So when he saw him with a black haired woman in his bed Ianto's heart had shattered. It had taken him three days to decide to leave and another four weeks to actually go through with it.

Ianto came back into the present. He stared into the green questioning eyes before him. "I left because you were not faithful," Ianto whispered.

Jason dropped Ianto's hand, took a step back and placed his hands on his hips, "you're kidding," he said sounding amused.

For some reason that pissed Ianto off, "no I am not kidding, god Jason I gave you everything. My whole life revolved around you, and I thought you only wanted me. That wasn't true and when I realized that my world shattered."

"But I do only want you Ianto, I love you don't you know that," Jason pouted as he took a step closer to the younger man.

Ianto shook his head, "Even if that was true, it wouldn't make a difference. I am not that delusional boy anymore, I have moved on. I now know the difference between a relationship and an ownership." Ianto tried to move around Jason but Jason quickly grabbed him and slammed him against the wall pinning him for the second time that night.

"Have you moved on Ianto," Jason questioned, "Maybe from me, but not from her."

Ianto's eyes opened wide with fear. Surely Jason didn't know about Lisa.

Jason grinned maliciously, "did you think I didn't know about Lisa, hidden somewhere inside Torchwood, you should have known better baby." Ianto started to go in to panic mode trying desperately to free himself from Jason's grip. Jason just continued talking as if Ianto was being perfectly still. "You are one to talk about being faithful. What I can't decide is who you are being unfaithful to, Lisa or Jack." Jason put emphasis on the last three words.

Ianto spit into Jason's face. He then found himself thrown forcefully to the kitchen floor. He tried to crawl to the nearest door but Jason stopped him pushing him flat on his back and straddling him to keep him there. That's when Ianto noticed the tears in Jason's eyes. He stopped struggling out of shock.

"How do you think he is going to react when he finds her," Jason yelled. Ianto remained quiet and still.

Jason shook his head and stared down at Ianto, "You are still delusional Ianto, only he is the one fooling you now, he is worse than me and one day you will see it."

Ianto found his voice at that, "He is nothing like you," he yelled in defense of Jack.

Jason bent down so his mouth was right by Ianto's ear, "he is never going to love you, Ianto," he whispered. He then got off Ianto and calmly headed out of the kitchen.

Ianto sat up and but his face to his knees, trying to stop shaking. After a few minutes he heard a slight cough behind him. He turned to see Aria standing there with a baby carrier in hand. "Would you like me to take you home," she asked softly. He nodded.