AN: THIS WILL BE THE LAST UPDATE FOR A FEW DAYS...UNIVERSITY...BLAH....BLAH....BLAH!!!

DON'T LOOK NOW: PART 5

Ianto awoke feeling stiff and cold, but as he opened his eyes he realised that he was not resting his head on a pillow, something rather warmer and actually damned uncomfortable. Rubbing at his sore neck he sat up, only to be pulled into a body hug by Jack's strong arms. Ianto settled himself tightly against Jack and pulled the quilt around them both.

"You shouldn't be in here, you know." He said quietly.

Jack's hold on him tightened. "Where else would I be?"

"Have you told the others?"

"Yeah."

Ianto could feel the comforting touch of Jack's fingers in his hair. "How did they react?" He asked, a touch nervous.

"They're worried about you, upset that you're in here, the same as I am. Tosh couldn't pull anything conclusive off those photos and Gwen's house isn't being bugged."

"And Jason, what did he say?"

"He's gone back to UNIT. I transferred him. It was the only way to handle the situation."

Ianto nodded not at all reassured. "Please tell me you didn't Retcon him?"

"I did. I had to Yan."

Ianto pulled himself back and sat up so he could look at Jack. They studied each other for a long time.

"I'm not going to get into a moral debate over it Jack. You know my feelings on the matter. So what time is it?"

"3am." Jack touched the blue tooth com in his ear. "Owen, how are the readings, can I let Ianto out of here?"

There was a pause before Owen replied. "Everything's in the green Jack, as far as I'm concerned there was never any danger anyway. Let him out."

"Is everything ok?" Ianto asked.

Jack was grinning and he reached out to take his lover's hand. "Yep and I want coffee, come on."

They sat on the couch behind Tosh's work station and Owen perched himself on the edge of Gwen's desk.

"So what's the plan?" Ianto stretched out his legs and relaxed back.

"Tosh is going to go over everything we have in the database from TW1 to see if there is anything there, try and get an ID on your...well whatever it is you've been crossed with and it'll be business as usual for the rest of us."

"I'll need to talk to Mam, she may know...something." Ianto replied distantly. "Do you think she has been lying to me?"

"I've no idea Yan, but when I met her she didn't strike me as the type of mother who'd lie to her children."

Ianto sat up. "Oh, God Rhia, my sister, what if she's like me too?"

Ianto got out of the car and pulled his coat tightly about him, looking over the top of the vehicle at Jack for reassurance. Jack offered him a faint smile blatantly aware of how worried Ianto was. Ianto led the way through the wooden gate to his mother's front door and it was flung open before he had a chance to knock.

"Mam." Ianto engulfed her in a warm embrace but one look into his eyes from her and she knew something was wrong. Then she saw Jack behind him.

"You two better come in. I have a feeling that Torchwood is about to be dumped on my lap again isn't it?"

Guiltily Ianto smiled. "Yes, mam." He followed her into the overly neat house and into the kitchen a folder grasped tightly in his hand.

She glided around the kitchen with same elegance that Ianto had, her movements graceful and efficient as she set about making coffee for them. Jack watched her with an appreciative eye, Ianto was so like her. The two men sat at the dining table and finally she joined them with coffee pot, crockery and homemade biscuits.

Ianto shifted uneasily on his stool and smiled stupidly, feeling sick inside and really not certain how to start this conversation.

"Mam. I had to have an extensive medical exam yesterday."

She froze in the process of putting sugar in her coffee. "Are you ill?"

Ianto shook his head. "I wish I was, it would easier. Owen did an analysis of my DNA, he discovered that Tad isn't my biological father." There, he'd said it.

The teaspoon clattered onto her cup and she looked at her son with something akin to bewilderment.

"I beg your pardon."

Ianto edged the appropriate piece of paper toward her. "I need to know who my real father is."

She stared at the paper then looked from her son to Jack her face blank. For a moment she seemed at a loss for words, but then the anger sank in with the meaning behind what Ianto had said. She reached out and slapped his face so hard that Ianto yelped, tears stinging his eyes. His hand went to his smarting face.

"How dare you! How dare you come into my house and accuse me of that! How dare you. You're Tad has been the only man ever in my life. I am not some cheap tart. Your Tad was the most important thing in the world to me. He WAS your father and if you say that to me again I will never speak to you again!"

Ianto shrank away from her. "Mam, please. I am not trying to judge you or him. It's just the proof is right there and I need to know."

"What is it, ashamed of us now are you? Not good enough for your Captain here...."

Jack got up at that. "Mrs Jones, please. Ianto is not trying to ....."

She rounded on him, furious. "Euan Jones was the kindest, most decent man that ever walked this Earth. I loved him. Ianto is his and mine, our baby and you Torchwood people have made him into some...some monster!"

"Mam! It's not Jack's fault."

Ianto blanched at the heart broken look she threw him. "No it's yours. You left us behind. I don't know who you are any more. Euan would be ashamed of you, how can you defile his memory like this?"

Tears were running down Ianto's face. "Mam, I would never do that. I loved Tad, more than anyone. I miss him and some days I wish I'd died instead of him, he's still my Tad regardless of this....but I need the truth."

Mrs Jones rose up to her full height, which wasn't much but her rage was a force to be reckoned with.

"You think I'd lie to you? You think your father would lie? You were such a sweet boy once. I don't know who you are anymore. Now get out!"

"Mam."

"I said leave. I never want to see you again. You have put me through too much with your disappearing acts and foney funerals. Leave...Now!"

Shaking with grief Ianto got up and practically ran from the house leaving a stunned Jack and an infuriated mother in his wake. Jack got up slowly and faced her trying to contain his own anger.

"He is not trying to hurt you. He needs the truth. The facts are undisputable. If you actually feel like talking after you've calmed down, you know how to get hold of me. I know it's not something you want to face and for what it's worth he does love his father and I know how much he misses him." He walked away closing the front door behind him.

Jack found Ianto outside on his knees on the concrete pavement. He wasn't crying, just kneeling there on the cold ground looking pale and shocked. Jack carefully hauled him to his feet and cuddled him.

"Come on, let me take you home."

Ianto allowed himself to be led back to the SUV without a word.