Okay, the story about how Jack made Aaron leave Ianto isn't that bad because I didn't want to make Jack a really bad character but I think it's enough for Jack to beat himself up about and even thought it was only partly his fault he'd still be given most of the blame. Please read and review.

As Jack continued to drive back to Torchwood London the presence of Aaron being in the car made him nervous as the memories of what he had done back when Ianto was just a kid wouldn't leave him.

It was 1992. Jack was stood in an alleyway waiting for someone. He didn't know who but he had been contacted by a stranger to meet them at the address he was at. Jack was almost blinded by headlights when a jeep drove down the alleyway and stopped suddenly in front of him. Jack watched silently as a woman climbed out and walked over to him. "You came," she spoke calmly as she walked closer to him.

"I'm always intrigued by an anonymous letter," Jack returned the calm tone as the woman final reached the area he was standing in. The two studied each other for a minute before Jack got bored. "So what did you contact me for?"

"I heard you were familiar with aliens and good with torture," Jack noted the woman smiled for the first time since they had met.

"So?" Jack questioned. The woman nodded and the driver of the jeep appeared at her side carrying a file. The woman took the file and the driver returned to the jeep.

"This man," the woman handed Jack the file she had recently been given. Jack held it in his hands but didn't look inside. "Is known to be meeting aliens and bargaining with them." Jack scoffed at the thought.

"And you've proven this," Jack was pretty sure Torchwood weren't getting any reports of aliens coming through the rift. The ones that had had been found easily and were in the Torchwood facility.

"Not completely," the woman admitted. "But we've seen the creatures he's supposedly talking to and they can kill. If these aliens get down to earth they will wipe out the whole human race." Jack couldn't help but laugh.

"And you know all this for a fact," Jack questioned. All the information he had been given so far sounded completely untrue. The woman didn't reply and Jack took the moment to look through the file. The first picture was of a thirty five year old man called Aaron Jones as Jack skimmed through the file he found out he had a wife and two young kids. "What do you want me to do?"

"Bring them all to me," the woman answered simply.

"Then what?" Jack asked quickly. He wanted to know what she intended to do to the family of four.

"You'll help me torture Mr Jones until he tells us where the aliens he's talking to are," the woman replied.

"What if he's innocent? What about his family?" Jack questioned.

"You managed to give up twelve children in 1965 no questions asked but now you can't even give up four people?" The woman ignored Jack's questions and asked her own.

"How do you know about that?" Jack asked.

"Files," The woman replied with a shrug.

"I've changed since then," Jack explained. "Now what will you do to his family?"

"That's none of your concern," the woman replied. Jack thought carefully.

"Not the children," he finally decided.

"What?" The woman said.

"I'll give you the parents but not the children," Jack repeated.

"Fine," the woman turned and walked back to her jeep. Just before she got into the jeep she turned back to Jack. "Bring them hear this time Monday night." Jack watched as the jeep turned and drove away. He had three days.

"I'm sorry," Jack sighed as he looked at Aaron. "If I could change things I really would." Aaron turned to look at Jack.

"So you wouldn't run into my house and scare my kids at one in the morning?" Aaron questioned.

Jack stood outside the Jones' family house late on Friday night. He had been watching them in through the window for most of the day. They looked like any normal family even if Aaron and his wife did argue more than necessary. Jack didn't believe the man was meeting up with aliens in his spare time but he had agreed to take him to the woman and he knew if he didn't do as she had asked the woman would just hire someone else and take the kids at the same time. Jack walked up to the house and pulled out his gun. As quietly as he could he forced the door open and made his way up the stairs. Apparently he hadn't been quiet enough as a young nine year old boy was stood at the top of the stairs watching him. "There's a man in the house with a gun," the boy screamed before Jack could stop him. The house burst into action and soon the boy was joined by his sister and his parents.

"I don't mean any harm," Jack tried to explain.

"Then why did you sneak into my house in the middle of the night with a gun?" Aaron questioned. "Are who on earth are you."

"Aaron Jones, I need to talk to you and your wife," Jack explained, putting his gun in his pocket. "Alone."

"Whatever you want to say can be said in front of my kids," Aaron snapped.

"Okay, okay whatever you want," Jack agreed, not wanting to annoy the man any more. "I need to take you and your wife away from your kids."

"What?" Aaron exclaimed. "We haven't done anything to them! We're treating them normally. You're not social services!" Jack looked towards the children. The boy had huddled against his fifteen year old sister. Jack could tell he was scared. His sister just looked shocked.

"Look these people sort of hired me and gave me this rubbish about you meeting aliens," Jack explained as quickly as he could. "They want your whole family. I don't know why but I've managed to let your kids go free. If I don't manage to get you to them then they'll hire someone else. Someone who will take your whole family." Jack looked at the small family huddled around at the top of the stairs. "I really wish I wasn't in this situation, honestly." Jack pulled two pills out of his pocket. "These pills will make your children forget this ever happened. You can have one more great, brilliant weekend with them. Take them camping then leave them in the middle of nowhere and come with me and your kids will be safe."

"You want me to randomly abandon my kids?" Aaron exclaimed. "They'll think I'm the bad one."

"It's either that or you take them with you and they'll most likely be killed," Jack sighed handing Aaron the pills. "It's your choice. I'll see you on Monday night. With or without the kids." Jack turned and left the Jones' house.

"Don't you see?" Jack asked Aaron as they pulled up outside the river Thames. "I saved your children. I saved Ianto and Rhiannon."

"But murdered my wife," Aaron growled.

"I'm sorry," Jack apologized again.

"I want to see my son," Aaron ignored Jack's apologized and went to open the door but Jack locked the door.

"I need to know you're not going to tell him," Jack told Aaron. "I won't kill Rhiannon or Ianto if you do – I'm not that kind of person any more. There's just one thing you need to remember. When the woman let you go you went to Torchwood London and worked on the floor above Ianto for years. You knew he was there. You could have spoken to him then. Showed him you were alive but you didn't. You let him come to Cardiff. He came and asked me for a job and guess what – I recognized him. I could never forget that young boy's terrified face and when I thought about how I had dragged him away from you I refused to give him a job. I thought I would let you get in contact with him first because I knew you could. Then I realised you could have. You had years to speak to him so I gave him the job and I cared for him. I loved and cared for him when you couldn't be bothered to even face him. To even talk to him. To show him it wasn't you who decided to leave him. That's why I'm not giving you the choice to tell him the choice today because if we hadn't come to London you would never have met him." Aaron stared at Jack as Jack went through his rant. "What I'm saying is Ianto is happy with me. We both broke his heart all those years ago. Do you really want to break his heart again?" Aaron stared out at the Thames for a few moments after Jack had finished his speech.

"No," Aaron decided.

"Thank you," Jack muttered. "Thank you so much."

"Just let me see my son," Aaron glared at Jack.