The Year That Never Was-AU

Summary : AU story- childfic –What was with The Master's obsession over team Torchwood's Teaboy?

Disclaimer : I do not own the characters or the show Torchwood J blah blah blah...

AN:/ SORRY! DON'T REALLY HAVE AN EXCUSE FOR THE DELAY THIS TIME...BUT REVIEWS HELP TO REMIND ME IN WRITING THE NEXT CHAPTERS ENJOY!

Chapter 11

'I suppose you thought letting my son go would make me like you?' The Master sneered, as Jack hung his head, in the corner of the cell. After many moments, with no response, the Master forcefully kicked his ribs. 'I asked you a question, Freak! Is that what you expected?'

As Jack rose up from the floor, towering over the Master, causing him to take a step back, placing his hand to his pocket, indicating his laser screwdriver, but Jack continued 'I don't expect anything from you, other than keeping the deal we made. But I'm sure you realize the consequences if you back out.'

'You're the one who's hurting him Jack not me...' there was a small knock on the door. 'What now. I specifically said not to be disturbed!' for the next few seconds whispers filled the room, until the guard turned and replied 'Sorry Master sir, but it's your son, he wants to see you.'

'Tell him I'm in a meeting and I'll be up in a few hours, and make sure he doesn't leave!'

'Seems like there's trouble in fatherland...' Jack smirked in a whisper.

'Oh shut up! It's your entire fault anyway! I don't care if he's gay just as long as he's not with YOU!'

'Sir... It seems he's refusing to eat or drink anything and he's even mumbling about stains on the floor, whatever he meant, until you go-'

Suddenly remembering the knife he left in the door 'what? Why didn't you tell me this first!' he screamed running out if the cell leaving Jack in the cell surrounded by officers.

'Ianto?' The Master burst through the door to find his son lay on the floor counting.

'3067. 3068- oh Hey dad.' he replied relaxing into a new position.

'Wha- are you alright? The guards were saying you were about to kill yourself!'

'Oh yeah! That was why I wanted you... Anyway I was just wondering when I could come out? There's not much to do in here it's a bit boring. You know with all these kiddie toys...'

The Master was stuck for words. Is this really what his son was going to starve himself for? Because he was bored? 'Ummm... You are joking right?'

Standing up to face his father Ianto replied 'Of course I'm bloody joking! Do you honestly think you can dump me in here with a letter hanging from a knife, which by the way you won't get back, and just expect me to be okay with it? Where's Jack? What have you done dad?'

His father just smirked as he continued to question him about Jack until he finally got fed up of the noise, as well as the drums. 'Shut up! Honestly... The freak can't even die! It's not like a can really do anything to kill him is there? I mean he'd just come back again.'

'How'd I get here anyway? I had the only key...'

The Masters smirk began to grow wider as Ianto waited for a reply. 'Maybe you want to ask you Lover!' he spat.

'What did you mean by Jack's fear of you was greater than his love for me?'

'Like I said before ask the freak.'

'Fine then I will. Now move out the way.'

'Oh no. You wanted to be in a cell and that's what you're gonna get.' he replied slowly walking towards the toy cupboard, reaching the top collecting the knife he left with the note. 'Just to be on the safe side.' he smirked leaving Ianto alone in his room.