Family

I walked in and tried to walk upstairs when I was stopped by my mother voice.

"Is that you Zorah? How was your first day?"

I sighed walking into the kitchen where my mother was stirring something on the stove top. I shrugged, "Well I got to meet everyone, and I was placed in the autopsy room for the mornings and in the afternoon I'm working in the main area on the computers."

She looked at me surprised, "You're working in the autopsy room? That's no place for a thirteen year old girl. The computers I don't mind but dead bodies, I will not have it."

I sighed, "Relax mom, it's not like I'm going to be touching them. I really just stand and watch or hand him tools or log things in the computer. I've seen dead bodies before and it won't be any different. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go to bed. I have an early morning tomorrow." I turned and walked out of the kitchen.

"How are you getting to work tomorrow?"

"Jack's picking me up in the morning," I yelled from halfway up the stairs. I went into my room and closed the door. Just then my phone went off.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Zorah?"

"Yes, who is this?" the line went dead and I hung up confused. Something in the pit of my stomach told me this wasn't a good thing but I ignored it and went to bed. As I slept I kept waking up wondering about the call.

When the morning came I was restless, I walked down the stairs with my phone in hand. "Mom, are you still here?"

"Yes sweet heart what is it?"

I walked into the kitchen and took the plate of pancakes off the table. I handed her the phone, "Do you know this number?"

She looked at the phone with wide eyes. "That's not possible." She ran into the living room and fumbled around in the desk.

"Mom what is it?" she pulled out an address book and flipped through the pages. She stopped and stared at a page. "Mom, tell me what's going on!"

She looked up at me, "This is your father's number, your biological father."

I gasped, "How did he find my cell phone number?"

"I don't know sweet heart. If he calls again don't answer it okay? I don't want him finding us." I nodded and heard a honk outside.

I rolled my eyes, "That would be Jack. I have to go, don't worry I will be careful." I started to walk out, "Bye mom!" I yelled and ran outside. Jack was waiting outside in the car as I walked out he waved at me.

I got in and closed the door, "Hey." I wasn't smiling, I didn't even look at him really.

He instantly knew something was wrong, "Zorah, what's wrong? What's going through your head?"

I looked up at him, "My dad called me last night."

"What's so bad about…?"

"My biological dad…"

He pulled over suddenly and stopped the car. "How did he find you? That's not possible I made sure he was gone." I looked at him confused. All of a sudden he got a look of understanding on his face, "Your mother didn't tell you anything about your father did she?" I shook my head. He sighed, "Before you were born your mother and I were friends. I kind of disappeared for a while and when I came back she was seeing this guy. I saw no problem with it until she showed me a clump of bruises on her arms. He was abusing her, and that didn't go over well. I went and told him to leave her alone but it didn't work, he did worse to your mother and then she came and told me that she was going to have a kid. As soon as she said it I knew I had to do something, so I used my authority and got him sent to prison."

I gasped, "How long was he supposed to be in jail?"

He looked up, thinking. He turned back to me looking like he was in shock. "Fourteen years." He threw the car into gear and we sped down the highway. When we got to the entrance Jack pulled me through the door and straight into his office. He called Ianto down and told me to sit on the couch. Every time I asked what he was doing he shushed me and turned away, pacing the distance of the small room.

Ianto walked into the room, "You called?"

Jack turned, "Do we have any spare rooms here that aren't being used?" Ianto nodded. "Is it a livable environment?" Ianto nodded again. "Alright could you order a bed and a dresser from any store you can find." I opened my mouth to say something but again I was shushed.

I got angry at that, "Jack Harkness you will listen to me and answer my question!" It suddenly fell silent.

Jack gawked at me, "Did you just yell at me?"

I rolled my eyes, "No, I was yelling at the air which I just happened to name Jack Harkness," I said sarcastically. "Yes, you idiot I was yelling at you. Tell me what you're doing."

He sighed, "I made a promise to your mother that if he were to ever come back to do everything in my power to keep you safe. She told me to put your safety first. So I'm getting ready because if he found your phone number he will definitely find you. I'm having Ianto set up a room for you so when he does come you have a safe house. There is only one reason he wanted a daughter, and that was so he could do to you what he did to your mother."

I fell back onto the couch. "You're just going to leave my mother?"

He shook his head, "Nope, I promised to put you first. But as soon as you're safe I'm going after him to protect your mother."

I nodded, "Okay, well is there anything I can do?"

Ianto looked over at me, "I can deal with everything. You should go to the autopsy room. Owen seems to be having trouble with his new task." I nodded and left the room, wondering what would happen if my father did come back for me.