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Jack waited until he knew the vehicle his mother had peeled out in had turned the corner and left the scene before he went to knock on the door, finding it fling open and the car keys handed to him as Ianto snarled "She has a fucking tracker on all your cars."

"What?" he was dumbfounded.

"Yeah, all of you. All your vehicles, keeps tabs on you all like you are children!"

Jack looked at the keys, then at the car "Seriously? What the actual fuck. My team is supposed to sweep it regularly."

"Clearly they work to a higher order, eh?" Ianto said, his anger slowly ebbing away as he knew this was not Jack's fault and going off at him was not the answer "She is queen and they answer to her not you!"

"Not anymore" Jack said as he looked at the leys again and swore. He had led her straight to the last place he wanted her to be.

Time to clean house.

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"So far I have seen a buxom looking woman with what looks like a black eye and a split lip, three children and the subject you asked me to investigate" the man told Anna as she sat with her finger clicking a tempo on the tabletop. So annoying that even the waitress was looking disapprovingly at her.

"Three kids? Wow, I didn't know she had it in her to pop out two more in the last six years" she scoffed.

"No, I don't think they are all hers." He slid over the photographs one by one he had taken with a long lens in the long grass, showing Mica with her blonde curls, David with his mousy hair and then the third one he had saved until last. An unmistakable Harkness.

She stared at it for a very long time, then looked at him with renewed interest "The woman. Find out all about her, how they interact, who she is to him."

The man nodded as he rose to leave, hesitating at the door to look back at her while she lifted the photo of the little boy to stare at some more.

Was this what Franklin had been hiding from her all these years? Was this a love child? One of his whores got pregnant and he hid her away with Ianto as her bodyguard maybe? Made sense, right? Travelling to visit with them like a nice little second family. All his scoffing and pious crap about her affairs and here was the proof.

All the proof she needed to void the Pre-nup so that fucking will did not matter.

Oh yes!

Anna felt things looking up.

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Ianto was standing on the deck, looking out over the sand to the sea that was raging in the distance. A storm was brewing and he did not like it one little bit, the gods were trying to tell him something. He sighed and relaxed, feeling Rhiannon's arms slide around him to cuddle in form behind.

They stood like that, like lovers in an embrace. Loving sister and brother against the world, sharing the joy of crackling air and the storm coming ever closer.

The man in the sand dunes lifted the long lens camera for a better shot then froze as a voice said close to his ear "Want to play with me instead sugar?"

Slowly the man turned to stare at John Hart who was laying there beside him grinning widely, then before he could react, Jack leapt up and heaved him over his shoulders like a sac of spuds and then ne started to walk toward the two siblings still unaware of their audience.

Ianto finally saw them coming and straightened up with alarm as Rhiannon shot inside to the kids and John came to a stop, dumping the man into the sand at Ianto's feet "Look. I shook the trees and this fell out."

Ianto knew what he was even without the camera still in his hand, knew why and sighed softly "Best take a seat and tell me your name, then how much she knows already."

Ianto stepped inside and rang Jack who was deathly silent on the other end of the phone. Ianto imagined the poor cell pine getting squeezed out of existence beside Jack's ear as he stood stock still not even breathing.

"Tell John to keep him!"

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Jack pulled up in a gorgeous looking Mercedes Benz, totally not his usual style of car and the deep blood red had Ianto's mouth watering. God, it looked gorgeous. Another car pulled up behind it, a sleek black SUV. Ianto knew instinctively that the car was for him, his favorite colour after all. Jack was stepping up.

Jack walked over and sat staring at the man his mother had sent into a viper's pit and felt a little sorry for him, then turned to Ianto with raised eyebrows.

"Morgan here and your mother have decided the little one inside with the Harness Grin must be your father's lovechild, Rhiannon his whore. I am the … er… handler?" Ianto canted his head and Jack relaxed as he saw amusement in the mannerisms of his ex.

Jack sat and decided this was Ianto's show. Best just do what he did best, intimidate.

"Right, now we are here. Morgan, this is Jackson Harkness, my ex lover and eldest son of Bitchface Harkness. Sorry… Anna. Sorry Jack, that slipped out" Ianto said without a hint of regret in his soft smile, "So. Six years ago the world went to shit for us. Gray died, several girls put their hands up to say they were pregnant and one of them also pointed to Jack, my then live-in lover. I left him. As I met Jack as a young teen and basically grew up within the family, Franklin loved me like a son. He helped me leave, set up a new life and … well… accept my lot. Also, hide the fact that I was a rare Jones that was capable of bearing children. The little one inside is Jack's son. Not Franklin's. Franklin came to visit whenever he could, loved being a Grandy and reveled in it. He was NEVER my lover. Jack is the one and only man I have ever been with, in fact I have not been with anyone else, ever. His is my one and only lover."

Jack felt the gut punch and looked at the waves in the distance as he felt that wash over him.

Six years.

And still... he loved him?