I am so, so sorry, I said a week and I got distracted. Please forgive me.

IMPORTANT: I have decided officially (will not be changed again) on the chronology of this particular universe. I no longer care about what the show says about dates and crap. So, for the "Not Unbreakable" universe: The Battle of Canary Wharf was in spring 2006, Ianto stalked his way into TW3 about two to three weeks afterwards and everything else follows. We are now almost exactly one year later. This means that Ianto was 22 when he joined TW3 and he is now 23, will be 24 in August. So, in this universe it is currently April of 2007. Like I said I don't care what it says in the show, I am tired of stressing over it.

Now, this chapter doesn't have as much detail as I originally planned but I had to do it differently in order to have it up sooner rather than later. Any confusion let me know.

Disclaimer: I do not own the character of Patrick, but we won't officially deal with him till much later in the story. If you keep track of John's acting, you should know who Patrick is. I am sorry but I just had to do it.

Please enjoy.


Ianto drove Jack to the airport to pick up Ms. Stone.

"You don't have to come with me," Jack said as they got into the SUV.

"I know," Ianto leaned over and kissed him "but I figure you could use some support when you tell Ms. Stone the truth, more or less. After all we can't all be calling you Ben. Someone's bound to slip."

Jack sighed, "You're right. Thanks."

"Besides, you don't look like a Ben. You look like a Jack."

Jack smiled and placed his hand on Ianto's thigh. Then Jack's mobile rang, "Hello" he answered. Jack's side of the conversation made Ianto a little…worried. Yes, worried was good, he wasn't suspicious at all.

"Patrick, been awhile. How are—Again? What happened to the money I gave you in December?" Jack sighed heavily "Fine but can it wait? I'm very busy right now. Don't you watch the news? My bay is filled with things that shouldn't be there. I can send you some on Friday. Will you be okay till Friday? Good," he hung up and muttered "ungrateful little brat."

Ianto made a turn and stopped at a red light, it was none of his business really but he had to know, "Who's Patrick?"

Jack blinked, "Did I not tell you about Patrick?"

"I don't believe so."

"I'm sorry. He's one of my sons, looks just like me too, kind of creepy. In fact he's kind of creepy. He only calls when he wants money."

Ianto wanted to say 'Then why do you relent?' but Jack's other children were a touchy subject since he never really talked about them so he said "I don't envy you. I have a cousin who only calls Auntie Llewella when he needs something."

Jack sighed, "Kids, you gotta train them when they're young. Of course, I tend to leave that to their mothers who more often than not poison their minds against me."

"I'm sure that's not true."

"Of course it is. The mothers stop liking me because I don't age and my job, disappearing all the time. I tried to be there for the kids when I could but I guess it wasn't enough. Alice especially doesn't want anything to do with me."

Yeah, but she takes your money too, doesn't she? Ianto thought.

Jack continued "my own grandson doesn't even know me as his grandfather and that's the rare occasion Alice lets me visit. I think she feels obligated."

"I'm sure she has her reasons, maybe she'll tell him the truth when he's older." Ten more minutes till the airport, bloody traffic; this conversation was getting uncomfortable.

"Rini and Nick are exceptions. Sarah didn't poison Rini's mind and she didn't turn away or keep Rini away once she knew I couldn't die. And Nick had a mind of his own; he never listened to his mother. He wants to get to know me to make his own conclusions." Jack took a breath and put a hand on Ianto's shoulder, "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Will you turn away from me one day?" he sounded so meek then, afraid.

Ianto looked into his eyes, "I'm more concerned about you leaving me, wanting someone younger. Every day, I get a little older."

Jack smiled, "Ianto, no matter how old you get, I will always see the twenty-two year old Welshman I met in the park one spring night. Now, since you're only one year older since then, you're not going to get old for a long time."

…

Ianto had only met three of Jack's ex-lovers before; Cataline Stone was the first one he didn't like. There was something weird about her, she seemed very stiff and stoic. Pretty, sure but completely not Jack's type. However she didn't react badly to what Jack had to tell her. She had figured he was more than just a patrolman for a resort and she believed in aliens. After all, the cybermen weren't just in the UK. Jack did introduce Ianto as his partner which made Ianto feel all kinds of wonderful.

Cat blinked, "Partner in what?" well she was blonde.

Jack chuckled, "Life, Cat."

"Oh," her eyes widened "you're—you like men?"

Jack grinned, "I like everything."

Once back in the Hub and Jack had called everyone into the conference room, Ianto made coffee. Without even turning around Ianto knew who suddenly appeared behind him. It wasn't so much that he heard him but that he sensed him.

"So now you show up?" Ianto got down some clean mugs for their guests, "Feeling guilty that Ares played messenger for you?"

Hermes sighed heavily, "I didn't send him. I don't know what his deal is."

Ianto turned around, "Why are you here? I have work to do."

"I'm sorry for what happened last week."

Ianto sighed, "Not your fault. I should have let you leave. Are you okay?"

"I'm more concerned about you. I don't imagine your memories as Ieuan have gone away."

"No, still there…I mean not everything, bits and pieces but I know it really happened" the truth was he remembered everything, every detail and it scared the hell out of him. He wasn't prepared to share that though "it's a bit confusing but I'm okay."

There was some force between them that Ianto couldn't quite define but whatever it was the air was thick with it.

Hermes stepped back "Are you?"

"Yeah, it's like I'm remembering a different person, like a character in a movie."

"Don't lie to me, Ianto. The human soul remains the same in each life, it just grows stronger and wiser…"

"Maybe," Ianto interrupted "but I'm not Ieuan now, I'm Ianto."

"Different name, different details, different personality but in each life your soul is the same and that is what I see. I'm the Guide of Souls, that is all I see, souls. I do not see you how Jack or Owen or anybody sees you."

Ianto sighed, "I don't want to talk about this right now. I'll be fine."

"You're like a cat, Ianto, you don't often show when you're in pain. You've been like that in each life."

Ianto was about to respond when he saw Jack approach them.

"Am I interrupting?"

Hermes tensed for a moment and turned, "Hi Jack, never say that on a plane and never say 'come on dear' in front of a bunch of drunken sailors. Anyway, no you're not interrupting. By the way, Poseidon completely blames Herc for that sea monster thing. I'll be going now," he disappeared in a flash.

Jack arched an eyebrow, "What was that about?"

"No idea," Ianto stared filling mugs.

Jack came closer, "I came to help carry stuff."

Ianto nodded "I haven't been shaky today but it might be wise. Just in case."

Jack stood behind him, wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his chin on his shoulder "How are things between you and Hermes?"

"I have no idea. Can we talk about it later?"

"Yeah, of course; let's get to work. Hey, have I told you that when Hermes was showing me my past lives I found out that you were the original Captain Jack Harkness?"

Ianto turned in his embrace, "No I don't believe you have. But Ares told me that we were on opposite sides in the American Revolution. I will be making us costumes by the way."

Jack grinned and wriggled his eyebrows, "Sounds like fun, let me guess, I'm in blue, you're in red?"

"Spot on. Shall we?"

"Yep," Jack picked up the tray.

"It's my fault you know," Ianto found himself saying.

"What is?"

"I asked you to dance, I should have known better."

"What?" Jack looked at him.

"What?" Ianto blinked "I'm sorry, I don't know where that came from."

…..

It turned out that there was in fact a Megalodon off the coast of Ireland. Jack was not happy and he had a decision to make. In order to get rid of the Megalodon and stop the signal as quickly as possible he'd have to divide the team. But first, they should probably make sure that it was in fact the Slitheen behind this.

"Okay, first thing we need to do," Jack stood at the head of the table "is make sure we're really dealing with the Slitheen."

Jeanie held up her hand "If it is Raxacoricofallapatorians why are you so sure it's the Slitheen family?"

"I'm not," Jack told her "it's just easier to say."

"Oh, may I talk to them?"

"If it turns out that's what they are. I'd like someone to go undercover and look for clues. I can't because they might know my face."

"I have psychic paper," Jeanie said "it works on almost everything."

"Good but take someone else with you" he looked round at the Torchwood team "now who hasn't done any undercover lately? Not you Nina, you haven't mastered the gun yet and you're a terrible liar."

Nina stuck her tongue out at him.

Jack ignored her and continued "It has to be someone who is really good at lying."

Ianto held up his hand "I hate to brag, sir but I'm quite good at it."

Jack sighed, "I know that."

"I've never done any undercover work and I've barely been in the field so may I give it a try?"

"And he does have good aim," Owen said.

Jack thought about it, those were good points. Jack was sure Ianto would be good at undercover but…he looked Ianto over, his hands weren't shaking, his skin was its normal tone, his eyes weren't red, he seemed fine and his aim was better than Owen's, Tosh's or Gwen's, almost as good as Jack's. Jack sighed again "All right but be careful."

…..

The next morning…

"Okay Ianto, these aliens exhibit certain signs," Jeanie said reiterating what Jack had already told him, "They're large so they hide in the skins of large humans."

"Right," Ianto nodded, "Jack said the old CEO was a bit husky."

"They also belch and fart a lot because of the compression and the farts smell like calcium decay."

"I knew someone like that once. What if they aren't the aliens Jack thinks they are?"

"We'll soon find out. Turn here."

Ianto did, they were using Owen's car, which Ianto had to admit was brilliant because Owen had a kickass car. He pulled into the parking lot of Apex Communications' office in Newport. He and Jeanie would be posing as investors from "Smith and Jones Investment Company." Ianto had already set up an appointment (damn was he a good liar) and they had created a website to solidify their cover.

Then Ianto thought of something, "If they are aliens will they be able to tell that you're a Time Lady?"

Jeanie furrowed her brows, "I'm not sure exactly. I don't think so, I suppose we'll find out. They can smell adrenaline though so keep calm," she got out of the car "come on."

They walked towards the building, both getting their nerves in order. Ianto held the door open for Jeanie.

"Such a gentleman, Ianto."

"It's how I was raised."

Once inside the first thing they saw was an over weight receptionist.

…..

From the diary of Ianto Jones:

I want to start by stating that I have no idea what Jack ever saw in Cataline Stone. Okay, she's pretty enough but personality wise, she's a dead fish. Jack even told me that back in 2002 he had to say "Why don't I take you home and eat your pussy?" to get a decent reaction out of her. Of course Jack does have unusually tastes. I never did that with Lisa or any woman—I never could find the stomach for it. But I digress. This shark thing is finally over, thank Whoever.

Jeanie and I went undercover to find out if Jack's suspicions were right about Apex. They were. Then Jack split the team, half of us to deal with the aliens and stop the signal, the other half to deal with the megalodon. Owen, Tosh, Jeanie and I dealt with the aliens, we invited Christopher along to assist. We completed our task rather quickly; Jack and the others are still out at sea. Jeanie and I have been home for about ten minutes haven't gotten the kids yet. Jeanie's in the shower because she got covered in the most goo. I should probably take one, there are alien guts in my hair and yet another suit has been ruined. I'm glad Jack left his coat at home—I don't think RAF coats were meant for water.

Gwen called and said they were still a couple hours out but the shark was taken care of and they'd seen the other sharks heading back to where they came from. She wouldn't let me talk to Jack though—said he was indisposed. I figured he must have died somehow; she confirmed it and said they were waiting for him to wake up. I heard pained screams in the background though. I'm sure it was Jack but I didn't ask; Gwen probably would have made up some excuse anyway. I think I'm going to check the basement; I'm tired of waiting for Jack to do it.

….

It broke Nina's heart to see her brother in such pain. Why did he have to take the missile down there himself? She held his hand and kept her eyes on his face, not his re-growing lower half. Why did he have to be awake for this?

"It's okay Frankie," Nina was the only one who could call him that, his childhood nickname. After their father died he told her, he started going by Jack, short for their surname, Jackson. "I'm here baby brother, I'm here."

He was biting down on a cloth but the screams still came through and his eyes were filled with tears. He spit out the cloth and looked at her "Why are you in here?" there was so much pain in his voice he didn't sound like himself, "I don't want you see me like this."

"You shouldn't be alone Frankie, hush."

"It hurts so much Nina. It's never hurt this much before."

"Well, you were eaten by a shark and then the blast blew you out of the water. It was one hell of a belly flop. You'll be all right though."

Jack screamed again, "just make it stop" he squeezed her hand. It hurt but Nina ignored it.

"Hey, how about I sing you that lullaby Daddy used to sing us?

Hush little baby, don't say a word

Papa's going to but you a mocking bird…

…And if that billy goat runs away

Papa's going to buy you another today."

Jack had stopped screaming, though tears ran down his cheeks, "I miss him, Nina, I miss him so much."

"I know, so do I."

"It's my fault."

"No it's not, Frankie, don't blame yourself. Dad died saving Mom, he was a hero. Though why he still loved her after what happened—"

"What?"

"Frankie, Dad's morals were very twentieth century compared to Mom, it drove her to sleep with other men, that's how we got Gray."

"What?"

"Gray's only our half brother, didn't you know that?"

"No, I was not aware."

….

Captain's Log Volume H-18

Alien Activity: Raxacoricofallapatorians—three of them but not of the Slitheen family. At least I was right about the species—they were dealt with quickly. They had to be killed, I'm afraid, they would not listen to Jeanie and they tried to kill Tosh—Owen apparently started shooting them first. As for weevils—we weren't exactly keeping track of them this week.

Alien Technology: Raxacoricofallapatorian computers and space ship—in the North Sea (again). They created a signal to bring all manner of sharks plus a megalodon to the UK. The reason wasn't clear, I think it has something to do with that thing back in '02 or vice versa, we'll never know. The signal was successfully destroyed—thanks to the brilliance of Toshiko and Jeanie and the sharks all went back to where they came from. Still hate them. The megalodon was also destroyed—megalo-who? Okay, that was cheesy.

Rift Activity: Within acceptable levels and tolerances.

Security: Allowed Chuck Lewiston (real surname apparently) and Cataline Stone into the Hub to assist with shark thing. Retcon not necessary in either case. Chuck is in America's Starlight and Cat can be trusted—especially since Ianto looked at her with the Ifan Davies glare of death. That's enough to scare anyone into silence.

Other security issues: SUV keys to be kept on my person at all times till further notice.

Staff: I had a very painful death; half of me was eaten by the megalodon. I am extremely grateful everything grew back. The team I sent to stop the aliens proved my faith in them. Ianto, Tosh, Owen and Jeanie with the assistance of Lt. Christopher Charleson dealt with the aliens in short order. Owen and Ianto are very skilled with water pistols. It's really very cute. Serena Jackson no longer allowed in the field—she panics too easily.

Other Staff issues: Ianto Jones on indefinite suspension. While he handled himself well in the field, he broke down when he got home. He got drunk, crashed the SUV and was arrested. He wasn't hurt and nobody else was either, thank goodness. It didn't help that he had his gun on him and he was too drunk to say he was in Torchwood. I left him in jail overnight to teach him a lesson; no charges will be filed though. Ianto will be going to rehab whether he likes it or not. Serena to take over Ianto's duties till he returns.

Capt. Jack Harkness


From the private journal of Jack Harkness:

I hate sharks; I will always hate sharks, especially the big ones. Even though Nina panics under stress, I'm glad I brought her on the boat—she was a big comfort while my limbs were growing back.

Ianto got drunk while I was still coming back to life and he was doing so well. He crashed the SUV into a fence, no one was hurt thank the gods. He was arrested coincidently by PC Andy Davis (that is his name right? I'll ask Gwen later), who probably wouldn't have had another cop not been watching. Gwill decided to "leave the little brat in the pen overnight to cool down and learn a lesson." When I found out what happened, I agreed. However, the only thing on Ianto's rap sheet will be the shop lifting conviction when he was fifteen. He will go into rehab, we'll try the 30 day program first, see how that does.

I am so furious but not with Ianto. I'm furious with Ifan Davies who hid the fucking absinthe in the fucking basement. I should have checked the basement like I said I would otherwise Ianto would not have found the "green monster." Stupid sharks, they distracted me.

………

When the cell door opened Ianto didn't walk out, he was crouched in a corner. He was clearly afraid of Jack.

Jack stood in the doorway and sighed, "Ianto, stand up, I'm not going to hurt you."

"I'm sorry Jack, but it was calling to me, I couldn't resist anymore."

Jack kneeled in front of him, "I understand because I've been there but Ianto, you could have killed someone last night."

I know, oh god," tears streamed out of his eyes "I'm so sorry, please help me Jack, I can't fight this anymore."

Jack wrapped him arms around him, "Yes you can, I know you can and I'm going to help you. We will get through this."

I know, not as long as usual but I wanted to get it up before more time passed. Please let me know if anything needs more clarification. I might flashback to more details later on.

I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up, I need to figure out how to put it into words. I don't know if John Hart will be in it or not till the next chapter. We'll see.

I want you all to know that I do not like him.

Please review, the more reviews I get the sooner I update.

As incentive I want you all to VOTE on what I should do with John Hart when he shows up. Choice with the most votes wins.

Do you want to see him:

Choice A. be punched by a Time Lady

Choice B. have a pie thrown in his face

Choice C. slip on a banana peel

Choice D. all of the above