Ianto crept back into the house at ten 'o' clock. He'd left Jack's hours ago, but he couldn't face going home just then. He'd sat at the pub, trying to drink away his fears. It hadn't worked, only made him feel nauseated. He had decided he had to leave them. People got divorced all the time, and their kids survived, didn't they? He couldn't leave his kids behind, but he didn't have another option. He'd make sure he saw them as soon as often as he could. He found Emily slumped on the sofa, mascara marks staining her cheeks. "Em?" His voice sounded as shaky as he felt.
"Oh," She said, looking up. "Hello, Ianto."
"What's wrong?" He asked, sitting down beside her. Emily seemed to ignore him, or maybe she was just too lost in her own thoughts. "Listen, Em, I have something to tell you..."
"Me too." Emily interrupted him.
"But, I think I have to..."
"Ianto, I...I don't know how to say this. I wanted to...I didn't...I couldn't find the right time. I just...can't hide this anymore. I need to tell you...I can't act like this is nothing."
"Em, please, let me go first."
"No, Ianto." She said, turning her tear-stained face towards him. He swallowed. "Let me talk."
"Okay." Ianto allowed.
"Last time this happened, we fell apart. I can't...I can't loose you. Please...don't let this ruin us."
"What? What are you...?" Realisation hit Ianto. "No...No, no you can't..."
"I wish I wasn't. But I am."
"No…you...you..."
"Yes, Ianto." Emily confirmed, and Ianto started to shake. He dropped his head into his hands, groaning softly.
"I...I..." Ianto tried to talk, but words failed him. He couldn't...this couldn't be happening. He was about to leave his family, now this?
"I wish I could change this. I wish it wasn't like this. I...I'm..."
"No, Em, please..."
"I'm sorry, but I am. I'm pregnant."