Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or Doctor Who, if I did Jack and Ianto would have gotten the happy ending they deserved and Owen and Tosh would still be alive.

Author Note: Sorry this chapter is so short but I'm been sick all week, I'll try and post another chapter later this week.

Chapter 11

Ianto looked up from the book he was reading when he heard someone enter the library and approach him. Thinking it was Jack, he opened his mouth to greet his lover, but he was taken aback to see Grey sitting across from him. Jack's brother had rather pointedly avoided him since they first met. "Hello, Grey; can I help with you something?" he asked politely.

Grey leaned forward and Ianto was startled to discover that the other man's eyes filled with pure fury. "Stay away from Jack; he's only going to destroy you in the end." Satisfied that his warning was securely in place, Grey walked away from Ianto.

Ianto could only watch in dismay as Grey left the library. He knew that he would not be taking Grey's words to heart. Ianto knew that Jack would never harm him or allow any harm come to him, so he couldn't understand why Grey felt the need to warn him.

After his meeting with John, Jack made good on his promise and tracked Ianto down and made love to his beloved Welshman right there in the library before they hurried off upstairs to their bedroom. Tangled up together after another round of lovemaking, Jack ran his hand up and down Ianto's back. He was a little worried that even after two vigorous sessions of 'stress relief', he could feel the tension in his lover. "All right, Yan, what's bothering you?" Jack asked softly, placing little kisses on his shoulder.

Even though the last thing he wanted to do was upset Jack, Ianto didn't feel right keeping things from him either. Unable to look at his lover, he whispered, "I get the feeling Grey doesn't like me much." Ianto's voice was small and unsure; he didn't understand why Jack's brother seemed to hate him so much.

Jack tightened his grip on Ianto. "It's not you who Grey hates, it's me." The look in his eyes was so sad; Ianto would have even said that Jack looked lost.

Ianto looked at Jack; he couldn't believe that such a thing was true. He knew that Jack loved his younger brother; it was obvious every time he looked at Grey and there was always such pride in his voice when he talked about him. Ianto was sure that Jack was just exaggeration. He smiled softly and stroked his hand along the side of his lover's face.

Mingled with the love that Ianto felt for him, Jack could also see doubt in Ianto's eyes and he decided that it was time to let his lover in a little Harkness family history. "Grey and I are half-brothers. My dad, James Harkness, had me with his lover and second-in-command, Tommy Brockless, who carried me." Jack's face lit up with a big smile; it made him look like a little boy. "My dad truly loved my pop. They were so happy together, we were the perfect little family."

"But due to political reasons, he had to marry Grey's mother, Nancy. While Nancy loved my dad, his heart belonged only to my pop; it was Tommy and only Tommy. Grey was the only child born to my dad and Nancy, and as part of the original marriage agreement, once their union produced a male heir they could divorce and they did."

Jack's shoulders slumped and a deep sadness filled his eyes. "Grey found out about the contact when he was older and upon discovering the truth, he begun to hate my parents and, by extension me as well." The pain in Jack's voice brought tears to Ianto's eyes; his lover was clearly deeply touched by Grey's lack of sibling affection. Ianto pulled the duvet up over them and then he gathered Jack into his arms, holding him close. After kissing Jack sweetly and chastely, Ianto tucked his head under his chin and they lay quietly for a moment.

When Jack was ready, he went on. "Grey thought that my dad should have stayed with his mother and been loyal to their marriage vows. He has never accepted the fact that their marriage was strictly political. When her father passed away, Nancy took his place, but it was a conditional thing. In order to stay in power, Nancy had to have a son who would be groomed to take her place when he turned eighteen."

"Even thought it was what they agree to, Nancy grew to hate my dad for leaving her and she hated Tommy even more because James had always loved him, never her. Her feelings were so out of control that she passed her hatred on to Grey." Based on the tone of Jack's voice, Ianto wasn't surprised to feel hot tears splash onto his chest.

Ianto couldn't contain his curiosity. "How did Grey end up here with you then, if he was supposed to take Nancy's place?"

Jack sighed. "A few years after my dad took Tommy and me off-world, when Grey was about eight, their planet was invaded and Nancy's government was subjugated. Nancy and Grey managed to escape here to New Earth. Six months later, when the invaders were eliminated, the populace elected to follow a democratic model, which left Nancy and Grey out in the cold, so they stayed here in New London."

"My dad didn't know that Nancy had died shortly after Grey turned fifteen, leaving Grey to fend for himself for years. Grey only just tracked me down about five years ago. We were both without family, so it just seemed right that he join me. The rest you already know."

"I'm so sorry, Jack." Ianto could never understand how siblings could hate one another. Sure, he and Rhiannon had their differences but they loved each other and they would both willingly die if it meant keeping each other safe.

Jack was emotionally exhausted from sharing his burden with Ianto. When Ianto saw him trying to hide a jaw-cracking yawn, he clicked off the light and held Jack in his arms, gently rocking the older man to sleep. Unfortunately, sleep eluded Ianto for hours, as he pondered Jack's story and wondered if there was anything he could do to bring the two brothers together. In the end, he was left believing that it was probably a lost cause.

Walking down the hall, Gwen gnawed at her lower lip, worrying the flesh with her teeth. Adam had ordered her to bring Ianto to him, but Jack had issued an order of his own, which meant that Gwen had a problem. No matter what, Ianto was never to be left alone. She had no idea what to do and there was literally no one she could turn to for advice.

'I could invite him out with me; tell him that I want to make up for my earlier treatment of him. And given how trusting Ianto is, he's definitely stupid enough to agree.' She grinned wickedly; 'Jack is gonna pay for rejecting me!' All she had to do was wait for the perfect opportunity.

TBC…