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So, here I am thinking I had it sorted. If I could find a child with the potential to be a target at some stage in their life, I might find the next piece of bait. Felt weird that.

Councillor Warring. She had a soft face and kind eyes, I remember her. Dealt with her one day at the Towers. Shit. It's her. I know it is. Yvonne had commented after she left and I was clearing the meeting room table that the woman who had just left would have ruled the world one day, if only she had been born with balls instead of tits.

Her son was mine.

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Ianto didn't know how to deal with what he had found, proven right as well as wrong. It was a file without his name on it, but at the time of his 'donating' and he saw his own eyes in the photo of the little boy. He knew he was his even with the fulse Donor name. Why do that?

He was still alive.

For now.

In the Safe House would they be OK, with all the others. Was he safe? Or in scooping them all up had Ianto put them all in danger? What if this thing killed all of them, like skittles. Christ Almighty, had he just made a bloody meal for this thing?

Jack seemed to know what he was thinking, glancing at him as they drove.

"This is not your fault" Jack said softly, "The latent rift discharge at the scenes tells me it came through the rift at least a week ago. It is not from here, nothing you did set this in motion."

"But it's here now. I mean … did another 'me' do something? Wherever it came from … 'other' me is to blame?"

"A child of yours, a sibling… who can say. Maybe not another you at all, maybe your DNA is just as close as it can find to whatever it is looking for. Why it will probably never find it" Jack clarified, "Ianto … still not your fault. Another Clinic in the other world? Not you or your scent?"

"Wish I could believe that but deep down all I see are those little bodies. Thank the Gods I managed to save Max" Ianto slumped, something unusual for him and Jack sighed, glancing over as Ianto scratched absently at his ankle.

"What's that?"

"It's blood dripped on me. It itches" Ianto huffed, pulling his sock up more then freezing. "Shit. I am asleep aren't I? We have it's blood right here."

"Well done" Jack smiled as he nodded, the blood left at the crime scene not mentioned as he urged Ianto to get back in the game. Ianto stripped off his sodden sock and slid it into a bag, "Tosh might be able to use that to find something in the archives. Owen might find something that hurts it?"

"More likely Unit's. She found another back door the minx" Ianto finally smiled as he spoke and Jack felt another easing of his gut as he watched Ianto sit up straight, calling Tosh to tell her of his thoughts. He had forgiven her.

They got to the house and Jack walked in, Ianto behind him to find a mad house full of screaming kids, Gwen yelling as she held boxes of ice blocks above their heads, another woman trying to catch a half naked child and Andy Davidson was standing with a bag of lollipops handing them out.

A little baby was crying on the floor, Ianto stooping to scoop it up and the noise stopped as it sniffled and lay against his chest with a breathy sigh.

"Thank fuck for that!" a loud voice boomed, "I thought he would never shut up, who managed to … oh my god"

Ianto turned to find a woman walking towards him with another baby in her arms, a nappy in a bag swinging from her wrist. Ianto saw the identical clothing and raised an eyebrow, "Twins? Where is there changing area, he needs his bum done too."

She silently led him there and stood watching as he did the task, crooning softly to the silent baby whose eyes drank him in. Jack followed and watched the woman as she leaned in to look at Ianto intently then she whispered "Fuck me sideways. It is you! The donor."

Ianto glanced at her and grimaced, "Yes. I was a sperm donor."

"Well … thank you" she blustered with obvious confusion, "I mean … thanks. We tried so hard, did everything we could, got the mortgage and went for it when my clock ticked so loud it kept us awake. You were the lowest price, like … more than half others. There were three embryos but… one didn't make it."

"Sorry to hear that" Ianto gently jiggled the baby who patted a little hand on his chest and the woman smiled.

"I can't wait to tell Dave you are here, he won't believe me" she said pulling him back along the hallway as she looked around the room then yelled "DAVE! Look, it's the sperm donor for our kids!"

The place went still as many heads turned an Ianto looked at the sea of faces, especially the little ones. It was a relief to see some had taken after their mothers. If they had all looked like him it would have been far too creepy.

"So they got you too" a man called out, "Christ … is there anyone not crammed in here?"

Jack cleared his throat and looked around the room, "If we can all be seated I will explain what I can."

Ianto was interested to hear what spin he was going to put on this too.