Thank you to Ianto'sCoffeeMinion, .397 and PCJanto for replying. As in 'The Adventures of Ianto Jones' all Tosh and Ianto moments are friendship not anything else. Thanks for reading and please review.

Ianto sat in Torchwood London's conference room with the rest of the team. The room was very different to the conference room he was used to back in Wales and the situation he was in was definitely different to the situations he was used to. After ten minutes of going round in circles, the team were still trying to get him to go undercover and no matter how many times Ianto refused and reminded them he didn't go undercover they still remained aliquant that Ianto was going to agree to go undercover as a History teacher. The truth was if it had been any other subject then Ianto would have been more than happy to go in:

Ianto Jones was fourteen. For the past five years, Ianto had been living with his sister as after the pair had managed to find their way back home they arrived back to the news their mother had vanished. Rhiannon had managed to convince the police officers to let her look after Ianto as she would be turning sixteen in just over a week so Rhiannon had taken on the task of caring and looking after Ianto like the mother she had never had. Somehow Rhiannon had managed to live with a year of school work and look after Ianto at the same time and now had a job in a nursery.

The fourteen year old was sat in a History lesson staring up at the teacher in fascination. He had always loved History and found learning about how people lived in the past interesting. Ianto's attention turned away from the teacher as the door opened and his headteacher walked in asking for him. Ianto got to his feet, ignoring the strange sounds his classmates were making. He knew he wasn't in trouble as he had always been careful not to make Rhiannon's life any harder than it already was for her. He followed his headteacher round a corner and onto a staircase before his headteacher turned around and gave Ianto the news he had been waiting to hear for the past five years. "The police have found your mother," his headteacher spoke in almost a whisper. Ianto's heart pounded at the thought of seeing his mother again after so many years – he started to wonder how much she had changed or why she had left in the first place then he remembered one tiny detail.

"I thought they had abandoned the case," Ianto frowned.

"They had but at 9:15 this morning they found her," his headteacher paused and took a deep breath before finishing his sentence. "Dead." All Ianto could do was stare in horror.

Now whenever he thinks of History he is always reminded of that terrible day.

"Ianto?" Ianto was brought back to present day by Jack calling his name. He lifted his head up to see everyone staring at him, waiting for his answer.

"For the last time – no," Ianto snapped before standing up and storming out of the room. The team stared after him and even Owen was speechless for once. There were at least three minutes of silence before anyone dared to break the awkward silence.

"That's not like Ianto," Tosh breathed who was involved in the conversation from the video link the team had set up when they moved the conversation to the conference room.

"Nope," Owen agreed. At that point of time the small word was the only thing he could get out.

"I'll go and talk to him," Jack stood up after getting over the small shock. Over the 21 months Ianto had worked for him Jack had never seen him that cross even after the Cyberwoman situation.

"Let me talk to him," Tosh said from the computer screen. Jack was silent for a few moments, thinking carefully before nodding to Tosh, giving her his permission. Tosh turned off her video link.

-TW-

Ianto sat in one of the corridors of Torchwood London he sat against the wall with his head in his hands furiously blinking away tears. He had left all those memories away ages ago. Why were they returning to him now? "Ianto?" Ianto looked up when he heard Tosh's voice over the com link. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath before speaking as calmly as he could.

"Yes Tosh?" Ianto asked as he studied the wall he was looking at trying to forget all the memories that had returned to him.

"Are you okay?" Tosh questioned Ianto. Ianto recognized the caring tone from when she had sat with him after Lisa had died.

"I'm fine," Ianto lied as he continued to fight back tears.

"You don't sound like you're okay," Ianto smiled – he couldn't lead Tosh down the wrong path. Ianto remained silent. "Come on Ianto. Tell me what's up. I won't tell the others unless you want me too."

"They won't leave me alone," Ianto gave in and spluttered out the short sentence.

"Oh, do you want me to leave you alone?" Tosh asked.

"No," Ianto shook his head even though he knew Tosh couldn't see him. "The memories. They won't leave me alone." The words were becoming easier for Ianto to get out now. "Ever since we entered England the memories won't leave me. All the memories I managed to forget after I left Torchwood London with Lisa have come flooding back to me. The horrible memories – the deaths, the shouting – my childhood. They won't go away." Ianto paused for a second before continuing. "I like the thought of going undercover in a school. Really – I do. I used to love History as a kid. I loved it until I was fourteen. I was taken out of a History lesson by my headteacher to be told my mum had died." Ianto gave up with fighting the tears and let them out at the thought of his mum. He reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a picture. It was the only good picture he had of his family and he carried it with him everywhere. He was around six years old and Rhiannon was twelve. They were on a beach stood around a big sandcastle which had taken them most of the day to make. Ianto stared down at the picture as tears rolled down his face.

"I'm so sorry Ianto," Tosh spoke quietly through Ianto's earpiece.

"It's not your fault," Ianto put the picture back in his pocket and composed himself.

"I'm not trying to force you to do anything you don't want to do but if you do agree to go undercover in the school do it for her," Tosh spoke. "If she can see you from wherever she is I'm pretty certain she'll be proud of you. Think about it Ianto, you're saving the world almost every day."

"Thank you Tosh," Ianto smiled as he stood up. "Tell Jack I'll do it."

"Okay Ianto," Tosh agreed. "But only if you're sure."

"I'm sure," Ianto spoke as he made his way back towards the main room. "But don't tell him about what I've said to you. If he ever finds out – I want to tell him myself."

"I understand Ianto. Good luck!" Tosh turned the connection off as Ianto began to walk up the stairs that led to the main room. He stopped outside the door and took a deep breath before walking into the main room to be met by the team working hard – Tom was sat at the computer with the rest of the team circled round him. As the door banged shut behind Ianto, Jack looked up.

"Thanks for doing this," Jack smiled.

"It's no problem," Ianto returned Jack's smile as he reached the computer the team were huddled round.

"So this is what you need to do…" Ianto listened carefully as the team began to explain the mission.

-TW-

The next day Ianto stood outside a big building and looked up at it. He noticed a sign reading the name of the school he would be going undercover in. "Ianto Jones?" Ianto jumped and span round to see a young woman around his age looking at him.

"That's me," Ianto nodded.

"I'm Alis Bevon," the woman smiled. "Field agent for Torchwood London. I gather you're from Torchwood Cardiff." Ianto nodded and started to think about the name.

"Which floor did you work on?" Ianto asked.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're asking me," Alis replied.

"Um… in the old Torchwood London which floor did you work on?" Ianto explained his question.

"Twenty one or something like that," Alis shrugged. "Why?"

"I used to work there," Ianto explained. "Before the battle. I just wondered if I had seen you there at all. I worked on the same floor as Tom."

"Fascinating," Alis muttered. "Now can we get back to the matter at hand?"

"Of course," Ianto smiled.

"Follow me," Alis smiled and led Ianto into the school building. "I take you to the staffroom to meet the members of staff hopefully our other field agent should be in here." Alis opened a door and led Ianto into what looked like a staffroom. "I can only point him out to you though. So we don't seem too suspicious we pretend not to get on. Obviously we do. We have to as a team though he is a bit of a weird chap though don't tell him I said that!" As she had been talking, she had been searching the room for him and turned to Ianto when she found him. "There he is – the one leaning against that bookshelf by the computers." Ianto looked over to the computers and scanned across to the bookshelf. Sure enough a man was leant against the bookshelf talking to one of the teachers. Ianto was rather surprised when he saw him. The man looked around his fifties and Ianto could understand why Alis had called him weird. Something about the man made Ianto feel uncomfortable. "His name is Aaron Jones." Ianto stared at the man. He knew he had recognized the man very slightly but he didn't expect that. Ianto suddenly felt very faint and fell back against the desk behind him. He was aware of his breathing becoming heavier but he wasn't too concerned about that at the moment. Ianto hit the com link in his ear, which the team had told him to call a hearing aid if anyone asked him why he was wearing it, and quickly spoke into it.

"Jack, I don't care what you have to do, just get me out of here," Ianto spoke as quickly as he could. He needed to get out of the room as quickly as he could before Aaron saw him.

"Why?" Jack asked through the coms. "We need to find out what these aliens are."

"I'll leave myself then," Ianto turned and ran out of the staffroom. He was thankful his legs were working though he couldn't feel them as he was going down a corridor, he knew they were working.

"Ianto," it was Tosh's voice coming through the coms this time. "Calm down. What's the matter?" Ianto continued to run and braced himself to say the words he didn't think he was ever going to say again.

"It's my dad," he said.