Torchwood Nova Scotia; Truro, Nova Scotia, Canada

Eryn Sylla could feel the tension in the room. She stood in front of Luc and held her hands out in front of her. The entire conflict was a misunderstanding. "No one in this room has done anything to anyone else. Okay. His grandfathers and our fathers are bad people. That's not us."

"We know, Er." Aman approached with his hands in front of him. "We have an opportunity. Torchwood Three is taking down a CN producer. Beaupre has to know Jack is looking for him."

"How is that an opportunity?" Luc asked.

"He won't expect us."

Luc shook his head. "He has to be paranoid."

"Even if he has information on me and you, there is nothing in Torchwood London about Kailen. We will locate him with CCTV facial recognition. We have the Interpol picture," Aman explained.

"How does that result in him dead?"

"We ambush him with a containment box similar to the ballistic shield."

Luc hesitated. "You know about Southeast Asia?"

"We capture him and bring him back. There is something in this facility worth killing his own daughter for."

"What?"

Eryn reached back and took Luc's hands.

"Your mother's custom computer programs were remotely activated," Kailen said. "With your mother and father in the facility, it makes your grandfather the primary suspect. There was no security breach. The invaders used Torchwood technology. Its in the system."

Luc closed his eyes and lowered his head. "I couldn't fix the entire system." He hesitated. "Mom was the first one to die."

Aman paused. "We will bring him back and he can answer for it."

"He won't tell us anything."

"Luc," Eryn said carefully, "When you asked about CN, you didn't ask the right questions. Aman knows what it does because he knows how to use it."

Cattrel Industries; Cardiff, Wales

Jack Harkness reviewed the building layout again. The only idea he had was to drive the van through the fence. Nothing indicated it was electrified. Entering the building was another complication. The weakest point appeared to be a delivery entrance.

"Anwen used a device to deactive CCTV. Do you have one?"

"Yeah." He removed a small device from his pocket. "I kept it in the desk."

"Can you hook it up to one of the mini maintenance bots?"

John looked at him. "What are you thinking?"

"Disable the CCTV near a different terminal. Crash through the fence. Brute force on the nearest door."

John smiled. "We could use the maintenance bots to infect the audio/visual components of the security system."

"With what?"

"Anwen was bored. She designed a program that would play music and cartoons on computer screens."

"You taught her how to reprogram hub security?"

"No." John was amused.

"To do what specifically."

"It plays Puff the Magic Dragon and shows pictures of Disney dragons on all the screen." A beat. "I would have to modify it to infect the system."

Jack shook his head.

John chuckled. "I think she intended it for Luc's lab."

Torchwood Nova Scotia; Truro, Nova Scotia, Canada

Kailen Sylla remotely accessed Torchwood Three. It gave him access to Cardiff CCTV footage. He accessed cameras around facilities that met the requirements for CN. He used the Interpol photograph with various age progression options and connected facial rec to streaming live footage. While it was possible Beaupre would keep his head down, it was more likely he would run while Captain Harkness was distracted.

"Set." Kailen turned around. "Ianto will notice at some point. I don't think he has the authority to shut it down."

"Anwen does," Luc stood across the room next to Eryn. "She understands the system better than Ianto and has command authority."

"Why?" Aman asked.

Luc shook his head. "It has something to do with the future making changes."

Facial recognition worked faster than expected. The computer announced a match. Video appeared on the screen with time lag. Beaupre was headed for a car.

"Zane Enlow Botanical Gardens."

"There is a freighter in Port of London with registry in Cameroon." Luc saw it when he was checking for connections between companies that could produce CN and Africa. "It has business with Cattrel Industries."

"I will track his movements, Aman." Kailen hesitated. "There are other ways to do this."

"No. When he's under control, you will be safe."

Kailen stood abruptly and kissed him.

"I can do this. I am Bashiri Oliveira's son." Aman kissed Kailen's forehead.

Kailen stared as Aman turned and left. "He's going to kill him."

"Would you rather he tortured him to death?" Eryn asked quietly after the door shut.

Cattrel Industries; Cardiff, Wales

Jack Harkness couldn't help but wonder what type of relationship John had with Anwen in the future. He spoke some of his original relationship but nothing about the new time line. He'd come back twice that he knew of to give Anwen presents. John was calmer this time around, but something had changed. The fact that he intended to leave said a lot. Maintaining a relationship in one time period was complicated enough. Dealing with two version of the same person sounded insane. Not to mention the baggage of his original relationship.

"Done."

Jack started the Torchwood van. He was torn between keeping Gwen with him and protecting her from the car-sized alien reptile. He trusted her. Relying on John was something he preferred to avoid. Between what happened with Anwen and John returning drugged and the fact that John's loyalties were changing, it made him uneasy. They'd worked together in October. Jack couldn't help but wonder.

"What are you expecting me to do?" John asked quietly.

"I don't know."

John tapped his ear com off.

Jack hesitated a moment before doing the same. He would have to turn it back on before they reached the fence.

"Is it because I'm leaving?" A beat. "The new future Anwen is different. She's not broken. Not like me. Its not as bad as the Anwen you know. She thinks I'm some romantic cowboy version of James Bond." John exhaled. "My Anwen was broken, consumed by the job and brutal." He shook his head. "The new one told me I saved her from that."

Jack could understand the conflict. "Gwen is with Rhys because I pushed her to keep the relationship."

John tapped his ear com back on. "We will hit the fence in a couple minutes."

It shouldn't surprise him that John could read him. They were trapped in a time loop for five years. They'd been lovers and close friends. While so much time had passed between then and now for him, he was still the same in a lot of ways. Jack tapped his com. "Do we have a back-up plan, if this doesn't work?"

"Gwen suggested an air strike. If we give the adult access to the facility, it would solve the problem. If we understand its motivation."

That would be ugly. "Is it possible?"

"Yeah." She wasn't happy. "I made calls." A beat. "From my car."

"If this goes wrong, we need you there to coordinate."

"I am not your secretary, Jack Harkness!"

John was trying hard not to laugh. "That's eye candy's job. He would look better in a skirt."

Gwen was swearing at them when the van hit the fence. Jack parked it next to the building. John was out the door before the engine was off. Jack assembled grabbed the big gun he'd already assembled. John prepared the bots.

"Security is responding," Ianto commented.

Jack used the van for cover and blew the door and part of the wall inward. He swapped it out for a smaller weapon and ran for the building. John released two bots and carried the third. Security was already entering the hallway. Jack laid down cover fire while John used the remaining bot to contaminate the security system.

"The adult dragon just lobbed a dumpster at the other side of the building with its tail."

Puff the Magic Dragon poured from the intercom system. The security guards were briefly confused by the music. They retreated into the building.

"How close do you need to get?"

"As close as possible."

Jack entered first, shooting a security guard that fired at him. They had to retreat into a doorway once.

"Is Anwen ready for remote access?" John asked.

"Yeah. She's asking what you want her to do?"

"Deactivate emergency protocals and then the weapons," Jack said.

John flipped open his wrist-strap. "Connected."

"Computer, command authorization Anwen Williams. Override system controls. Voice commands only."

A minute later, the computer beeped. Anwen gave orders, adding a remote access connection to a secured system.

"There are eight half-grown dragons in the basement and thirty viable eggs. Get the hell out of there."

"Can you release them, darling?"

"Not until you're out. Someone tell mom to have the area evacuated now. Those eggs are hatching."

Ianto relayed that over the ear com.

"How big an area?" Gwen asked.

"Don't know without Luc. Anwen is saying as much as possible."

"Call for the air strike. Free the dragons, let them through the Rift and have the entire building destroyed," Jack said.

"What about the people in the building?" Ianto asked.

"They won't survive the CN," John said.

Port of London; Cardiff, Wales

Aman Oliveira arrived using of the portal devices in an area Kailen assured him had no CCTV. He had the planned tech, restraints and a back-up gun. He briefly looked at the black gloves he wore, and realized he was becoming his father. Bashiri Oliveira started out as a contract killer in South America. He took pride in explaining forensic counter measures, tracking and murder to his eldest son. How had it come to this?

"Beaupre is in the car park," Kailen said. "Your ambush is a space between offices. Security response time will be quick."

The bastard tried to kill them. If Zhao hadn't intervened, Kailen would have died and Eryn would have had medical issues for life. Anger pushed him forward. Beaupre would have turned him into a monster fueled by revenge and God knows what. He needed to end it. He withdrew the gun he intended for back-up, chambered a round and checked the silencer.

"He's entering the space. No video."

Aman waited. His adrenaline pumped. He could heard the footsteps on the pavement. When Beaupre neared him, he stepped into the space facing the man that tried to kill him. "Ronald." He shot the elderly man he recognized from the photograph in a knee cap, sending him to the ground. "Beaupre." The man reached for his gun and Aman shot in the hand. "Why do you want me dead?"

"To teach your father a lesson." The man met his eyes. Defiant to the end.

Aman shot Beaupre in the head.

Cattrel Industries

Jack Harkness drove as fast as he could, hoping Gwen had gotten far enough away. John held a tablet with footage from the bots. People ran from the building as he drove over the fence again. Anwen released the dragons as they cleared the area around the building. The adult dragon slammed into a section of building, weakening the structure. The juveniles in the building broke free. A swarm of baby dragons followed. In an instant, the dragons shimmered and disappeared.

"They are headed for the Rift," Anwen announced. "The area is contaminated. You are in the contaminated zone. The van is toxic."

"We're okay, darling."

"Tell Anwen, I'm clear," Gwen said.

Minutes passed before a plane flew overhead. The ground shook on impact.

"One of the bots survived," John checked his open wrist-strap. "Checking for CN."

"Area is contaminated. Rubble, grass, air."

"I'm heading for Torchwood," Gwen said. "Rhys has vans to transport the full sized maintenance bots and hazmat gear."

"Shit." John motioned toward the tablet and readings from inside the van. They had a leak. He started disarming himself.

Jack tapped his com and motioned for John to. He did and closed his wrist-strap.

"Is using a portal device better than staying here?"

"For me. Anwen can't retrieve you."

"Weapons on the floor." Jack said.

John made a pile.

Jack opened his own wrist-strap. "Anwen Williams."

"What happened?"

"We have a leak. We're both exposed. John needs to portal out."

"I don't know how to do that on purpose." Anwen sounded near tears.

"You've got this, darling. You need to drop me in a secured room. I'm leaving my weapons. But…"

"You shoot the cute monsters. I got it."

John removed the device from his pocket. He carried it out of habit. "You ready?"

"Yep." Anwen was crying.

John disappeared.

"We have him," Ianto hesitated, a medical emergency alarm in the background. "Anwen dropped him in the infirmary. She took off with a stun gun."

"Be careful. She's immune. You're not."