"Jack, we're inside now, please tell me what's going on!" Ianto demanded as Jack slammed the door.
Jack stared at Ianto who hadn't let go of his hand since running from the beach, then he squeezed it tighter and pulled him close. "This is going to sound so crazy, you're not going to believe me but you have to okay?" Jack said.
"Jack... please..." Ianto was panicking now, and Jack's crazy talk just wasn't helping. There was a loud bang at the door and Jack pulled Ianto away from the door and into the kitchen, closing all the doors behind him. "Jack would you stop and just talk to me?" Ianto screamed loudly causing Jack to stop in his tracks. "Please."
"I'm... you know when you said it felt like you've known me for years?" Jack smiled hesitantly, and Ianto nodded with a raised eyebrow. "Well you have, almost two now."
"I've never met you in my life!" Ianto argued.
"This isn't real, this what's happening now it's all in your head." Jack said as the banging got louder.
"It is real, what are you talking about Jack?" Ianto shouted, every time there was a bang at the door he would jump closer to Jack even though his whole body was screaming at him to get away from him.
"It's your fears, they're coming true." Jack sighed. "I shouldn't be telling you this but we must be running out of time." There was a loud bang, and Jack knew that the front door had fallen to the floor.
"Ianto, what's going on?" Ianto turned around and saw his mum standing at the back door, she was smoking a cigarette and leaning casually on the door frame.
"Jack's gone mad." Ianto said moving closer to his mum. When Ianto got close enough, his mother pushed him away with a disgusted look on her face as the kitchen door handle started to turn and shake.
"Stay away from me you're just filth." His mother spat at him. Ianto's eyes widened and he was willing the tears to stop but they had already started and were streaming down his face.
"You don't mean that..." Ianto choked.
"Yes I do. Why do you think your dad doesn't want you any more? You're dirty. Tainted. Wrong." Each word was spat at her son and she moved closer to him. Ianto felt something tighten around his waist, he was turned around and pulled face to face to Jack.
"It's not real, Yan. Your mum loves you." Jack said, his voice pleading for the young boy to believe him. Jack took hold of Ianto's hand once more and pulled him out of the kitchen and through the back door.
Once they were outside it was light again, and Jack looked back over his shoulder; there was nothing following them, for the moment they were safe. "Yan, are you okay?" Jack asked softly and Ianto just stared at him blankly, his eyes watering. "Come on, we need to get away from here." When Jack tried to move Ianto, the younger boy just stayed still his whole body shaking. Jack not wanting to force him to move on his own wrapped his arms around the boy's slim waist and picked him up, legs wrapped around his waist instantly and hands gripped to his shoulders tight. "You're going to be okay." Jack promised.
Ianto didn't say anything just buried his head in Jack's shoulder and let him carry him to the beach. Jack sat him down on the sand and sat next to him, an arm wrapped around him tightly.
"What's going on, Jack?" Ianto asked his voice distant and lost.
"This is all in your head. There's an alien after you." Jack said, there was no point lying, not any more.
"An alien?" Ianto asked dryly. "You're mad."
"It's the truth." Jack insisted. "It's trapped you in these memories, originally they were your happiest but it feeds off of them turns them bad. Uses your fears to kill you, you have to believe me so I can save you."
"These were happy memories?" Ianto asked looking at Jack, his eyes still watering.
"Yeah, and we can get them back. We just... we haven't got a lot of time left."
"An alien?"
"Yes, I know it's mad but please Yan, believe me. Trust me."
"I do, and that's what scares me the most."