Ianto was not sure about this but knew Jack was right, Heath needed to socialize with others. He just didn't think these kids would entertain Heath as much as he was about to entertain them.

"Ah Mister Harkness-Jones" the teacher was walking towards them with a smile that said that she knew what she was doing. She loked at the little one then around him like she expected something else to be there "We spoke on the phone. I'm Vanessa."

"This is Heath" Ianto said as he placed his hands on the shoulders of the little boy who barely came to his waist. She blinked, looked down at the child then at Ianto with open confusion so Ianto added "He is small for his age. Don't worry, I was too. Look at me now."

"Ah … I see. How old is he again?"

"Four and a half."

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"Good luck, he is … well. I hope this works" Ianto sighed.

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"You dropped him off?"

"Yes Owen. He went in happily without even a backward glance" Ianto said as he pulled into traffic, the Bluetooth in his ear full of noise as Owen laughed at him for the sorrowful tone. "I know. I should be happy he is interested. God. I wish there were something other than his pets and music that held his interest."

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"She seemed quite nice. I hope he's not too hard on her" Ianto sighed as he turned for the Hub, "There in about five minutes. Make sure Bessie is on at the wall if you want me to fire her up for you."

"Coffee!" Owen crowed then muffled noises and Owen yelping "Sorry love"

"That Tosh?"

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OK part three is now up and running, read the entire chapter over there.