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The screaming filled the house as his parents went at it hammer and tongs but Ianto did not care. Not his problem. He was filling his car with what he could fit as Anna tried to stop him, telling him it was wrong to act impulsively. Well… he had thought his life set, he had been a good stable son and whatever this bullshit act was, he was not impressed. His father was clearly doing this to punish his mother for something. Then Ianto remembered his grandfather's words.

Hang on a minute.

WHO HAD AN AFFAIR?

Ianto turned to look at the house, willing it to spontaneously combust or something. Seriously? They can all burn in hell!

Ianto got in the car, slamming the door as he decided to let them stew for a while. He roared out of the driveway and down the street heading for the only place that would make him feel better right now.

Owen's Man Cave.

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"So… your dad really said you were not his when you look exactly like the old man" Own said with a shake of his head.

"I still don't know why" Ianto shook his head with a grimace.

"So... what did your mum say about it?" Toshiko asked as she swapped Ianto's empty beer can for a full one, then settled next to her husband, placing her hand on Owen's knee.

"She was confused, same as me." Ianto shrugged.

"So you did a Jones-Hit-N-Run without even giving him a piece of your mind?" Owen shook his head. "What about your siblings?"

"Huh" Ianto grunted, pulling out his phone to call Sean and seeing Rhiannon had been trying to call him. He called her and listened as she told him off or upsetting their mother. He then told her what had happened and listened to the silence, the faint sound of kids arguing the only sound as his sister stalled to much as he had. "See? What was I supposed to do? Beg him?"

"Mum never had an affair!" she finally said.

"I know. GrandTad let slip that TAD did fifteen years back now." Ianto took delight in the sharp intake of breath that told him that she feckin knew. She knew about that. This comforted him because if she knew of this, she would have definitely known of another. Now he knew his father had done this as some sort of sick power play. He had expected him to fall at his feet in a mess. Why. Oh god.

"Rhiannon… the trust fund IS still there right? GrandTad said it wss a large sum. I mean… you and Sean would not have even used half according to Grandy. So… he is not saying this as there is only enough left for Pipsqueak?" Ianto asked with growing alarm.

"Well… I am about to find out. Hang on" she snarled, the sound of the phone hitting something then more faint children's laughter. Clicking of keys as she must be on the computer. Of course. She would have access to the trust fund so she would be able to …

"FUCKING FUCKITY BASTARDY FUCKER!"

…. Check the numbers herself.

"Rhia?"

"It's gone. Only twenty grand left. Was cleaned out but he put five grand in a few weeks ago. Looks like he has been dribbling it out for years. Bastard. Fucking bastard!" she was raging. That Jones blood runs hot ya know.

"Well… where the fuck did it all go? Same account?"

"Fair point" she muttered, clicking some more "yep. Looks like it's…. well. Fuck. Looks like the same account it goes to on a weekly basis for the last… god knows how many years."

"The mistress" Ianto said with a sinking heart "what's the bet. He was transferring. Accusing Mum of it because he IS doing it. If he is still paying after all this time then he must still be seeing her on the side still, right? Why else would he be…. Oh no."

"Oh no what?" Rhiannon demanded, now so angry the phone in Ianto's hand was getting hot. I swear to god, he could practically hear her blood vessels popping.

"You don't think … I mean… you said it. Transferring. He was projecting his own wrongs onto Mum so… is there a kid? Is that why he pays her? Another sibling out there? Well… half?" Ianto asked angrily and Owen yelped as his beer spilt, turning to scold but seeing the upset in Ianto's' face.

"Fucker" Rhiannon roared to no one in particular, "He better not have. I will cut his fucking nuts…..oh."

"Rhia?"

"Got her name. I watch Catfish ya know, that American show about people who pretend on the internet? I watch and I learn, I did a search on the name the account is in… I got her! Third one in the row!"

"Can you be sure?" Ianto asked leaning forward with interest.

"Yeah. Our prick of a father is in some of the pictures she's posted." Rhiannon sounded defeated now as she added "last week."