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."
