Title: Tears of the Weevil

Summary: Gwen finally learns the truth.

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Don't own Torchwood, the characters or anything related to the show.

A/N: Short update on a rare day off from work.

"H-how can you be his daughter?" Gwen stammered. "You're twenty one…Owen's only in his thirties. How could he have a child at fifteen?"

"I was born in 2009, right now I'm nine months old and living with my adoptive parents, Rhys and Sarah Williams." Lacey explained while hugging her legs protectively. "Owen figured that my blood would be the cure…seeing as the night I was conceived was the night he bit you. So he used the device to travel to 2019 and brought me back. I was the first, and only, weevil hybrid. My DNA wasn't the same when I was nineteen, now that I'm twenty one it's finished mutating so it's useable for a cure. But when we first tested it it wasn't. So they kept on trying with your DNA…then you died." She wiped tears away from her eyes as she felt Gwen shift beside her and wrap her arms around the young blonde.
"Jack offered to let me go back, but I decided to stay…I had nothing in the future. Here I had you and my dad, and Tosh…"

Gwen remained silent as Lacey spoke and tried to digest everything she'd just been told. "I knew there was something. At first I thought you and him were together…"
"Yeah I know, that's why I told you that stuff about you being jealous…Jack wouldn't let me or Owen tell you who I really was, said it would change the past…I wanted to tell you so much. I just wanted my mom back." Sobs wracked her body as she clung to her biological mother. Growing up with the Williams had been fine; they'd always doted on her and treat her like their real daughter, but she had always craved the love and attention of her real parents.

"Am I interrupting something?" Owen paused at the living room door, his hands shoved deeply in to the pocket of his jeans.

"You're a git Owen Harper." Gwen scowled as she clung to her daughter, but she relented and held out her hand for him to take.

Jack knew what was going on as soon as he saw the three of them all together half an hour later. "I wondered how long it would take before one of you would tell her." He stood defiantly in front of them, his arms crossed and scowling.

"Look Jack-"

Jack cut Owen off before he could defend them. "It's about time you told her." He grinned, earning a hug from Lacey. "If Gwen's staying then we're going to have to be upfront and honest from now on."
"No more secrets?" Gwen asked, her expression and tone both stern.

"No more secrets."