Thank you for your all reviews, but especially to FryConfesses who reminded me I had this Chapter nearly ready to go, but was delayed due to becoming ill last week! Here it is, Chapter 12, never realised I was going to write this much, but I am really enjoying it, so hope you all are too. Enjoy. Xoxo

"I can't find anything to suggest that you are anything other than a healthy human being." Martha said.

"Can't find?" Ianto didn't sound altogether reassured by Martha's comment. "So there might be something wrong but you've just not found it?"

"I've run every possible test going, done a full clinical exam and there are no abnormal findings anywhere."

"Right." Ianto stood up and began to redress. "Suppose we just wait then?"

"Go out and enjoy yourself." Martha smiled and repacked her black bag.

Ianto smiled back, but he didn't feel the great relief he had hoped for.

It might only be pasta bake but it smelt something awesome as they opened the kitchen door.

"Just in time" Gwen called from the kitchen area.

Jack placed both hands on the back of a chair and looked up at Ianto and Martha. "So?"

"Nothing." Said Ianto, with a small shrug.

"Nothing?"

"Yeah, I'm fine apparently." Ianto nodded.

"I can't find anything abnormal with him" Martha said, then noticing Jack's questioning face, "and I've done everything possible to detect anything strange."

Jack smiled

"Officially human and healthy until proven otherwise." Martha declared.

"Well thank goodness for that." Rhys plonked a large tray of pasta on the table. "I thought he was going to wear a hole in the bloody carpet if he walked about much more."

Ianto smiled. He didn't like to worry Jack, but it was still nice to know he did.

Jack stood upright, "shall we eat then?"

"Yep tuck in," Gwen placed two large serving spoons into the bake.

"Are they always like this?" Rhys complained, waving the tea cloth in the general direction of the table.

"Not all the time." Came the reply from the cupboard beneath, Gwen carefully extracted herself so as to avoid any nasty head injuries. "At least they're dressed."

"I should hope so!" Rhys' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Well I think they're sweet." Martha said, placing another plate into the drying rack.

"Hmm" Rhys sounded unconvinced.

Gwen stood up to take the glasses from Rhys, and looked out across the worktop at the pair still sat at the table. Jack had pulled his chair up to face the side of Ianto's and one hand playing with his ear, while the other hand its fingers interlinked with one of his hands. Jack was talking softly, and she couldn't make out what he was saying; Ianto smiled in the pauses and occasionally nodded in response.

The following morning Ianto awoke to the sound of rain battering against the large bedroom window. He rolled over sleepily, the bed next to him was empty. Where was Jack? He dressed quickly and opened the bedroom door. No smell of bacon in the hall this morning, the bathroom door was ajar and the light was off, no one was in the shower. As his ears began to ignore the persistent rainfall he could make out a voice in the living room.

"Can you hear the rain? Can, you hear the rain? Can you?"

The accent was American and male. So by default it ought to be Jack, but it wasn't a tone Ianto associated with Jack.

"Today we're going to see a new hub. A new hub. A new hub."

He also appeared to be talking to himself. The door wasn't closed, nudging it open Ianto stepped inside. Jack was stood with his back to Ianto and didn't appear to have noticed his entrance.

"Yes. Yes. Your mum, me, Ianto, Martha. We're all going in the car. Yes, the car."

"Jack?"

Jack twisted his head to look at Ianto. Then he turned round to face him, Carys carefully wrapped in his right arm. "Morning Ianto, say good morning to Ianto" his voice changed to impersonate a small child "morning Ianto."

"Thought you were talking to yourself for a while there." Ianto said.

"Thought I'd finally lost it did you? No Carys and I were just getting to know each other." He turned his attention to Carys, "isn't that right." He looked up, smiling from ear to ear.

Ianto returned his smile, though it took some effort. "You look very natural with her."

Jack searched Ianto's face, his tone of voice had indicated that the previous statement wasn't necessarily a compliment. "She's a very relaxed baby." Jack said plainly.

"Hmm." Ianto pulled a small smile. "Guess you've held a fair few over the years."

Jack didn't meet his gaze. "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.

"Nothing." Ianto defended. "Just a thought really."

"Really?" Jack's tone was slight inquisitive slightly challenging and Ianto wasn't sure he liked it.

"Really."

"Was it a solitary thought, or one of many?" The challenge was fading from his tone.

"I do tend to have more than one though from time to time." Ianto replied dryly.

"Any more you feel you ought to share with me?"

Ianto could tell the sarcasm hadn't gone down well. "Well, you've had children of your own before, so you, you," he paused "know how to hold them."

Jack searched his face once more.

"You look happy with her, I wondered if you were wishing you'd have more and well I, we can't you know..." he trailed off as he caught Jack's expression.

Jack's face relaxed, it looked like he might laugh, but he didn't. Just. "No. No Ianto, that was not what I was thinking."

Ianto looked away from Jack towards the window. "Right, well that's that all clear then."

Jack gave a small cough, and smirked at him. "Come on, Gwen must be ready by now, let's get going."

Although he couldn't see Jack's expression as he followed him down the hall, he could just about feel the nearly uncontrollable laughter.

Cary's babyseat took up the front seat of the car, so Gwen, Martha and Ianto had all piled into the back row.

"Well this is fun!" Martha looked down the row at Gwen and Ianto.

"Don't think I'd like to go a huge distance though." Ianto commented.

"You got a problem being sat in the back row with two gorgeous ladies either side of you?" Gwen poked him between his floating ribs. Martha turned and grinned at them both.

"I didn't mean that." Ianto said holding his hands up, "and anyway we're all already spoken for."

"Drat!" exclaimed Gwen, slapping her thigh, "I hadn't noticed. Wondered what that big wedding was all about!"

Martha giggled. Ianto rolled his eyes. He was emmensley glad when the docks came into sight.

"Everyone body out!" Jack called as the car came to an abrupt stop outside a large grey unit and the end of the road.

Gwen bundled Carys out of her car seat into her arms while Jack cuffed Ianto playfully round the head and strode over to the smart business man who had just appeared in the entrance to the unit.

It had always been their favourite of the three locations Ianto had come up with on-line, and it lived up to expectation in really life too. It was big, very big. Easy access by road, but not on the main stretch so they weren't likely to be bothered by too many people. No where near as cool as the old water hub, but then times moved on and sometime you just have to go with what you can.

"We'll take it" Said Jack to the agent.

"Great" he said, "there's a bit of paperwork to do, and few cheques and if you sort out you're payment."

Jack interrupted him. "We're torchwood." He said, "we'll have it. Hand our paperwork to Gavin Rae when he returns from holiday, tell him I say hi. In the meantime we'll have the keys."

The agent looked slightly stunned. "Right." He said slowly. "I'll just have a word with my manager, hold on." And with that he separated himself from the group and dialled his mobile.

"Gavin Rae?" Ianto whispered to Jack.

"Old friend of mine." Jack nodded as if this explained all. "Met him a while back when one of his flats attacked his tenants. Sorted it out. He's been very useful since then."

"Useful." Ianto nodded. "So it's not just a coincidence that your favourite house was also by the same agent?"

"Our favourite." Jack corrected him.

Ianto waited, incase his original question might be answered. But apparently not. Our favourite.

The estate agent returned he looked slightly bemused but handed the keys to Jack.

"My manager informs me you can have the key's to number 24 as well. I thought you might like to see it, but he tells me that may not be necessary."

"Ah yes, that would be great. Thank you." And jack held out his hand as another set of keys was placed on top of the first.

"Well, nice to do business with you Mr Harkness. Hope you and your family settle in well."

Jack shook his hand and watched as he hurried out of the unit. He turned and was confronted by the other three standing staring each with their own special look of slight confusement.

"And thats is?" Gwen said.

"Thats it." He said proudly, surveying the new hub. "Welcome to Torchwood 3.1"

Martha laughed. Ianto sighed. Gwen smiled, she could feel the excitement warming though her.

Bring briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing....

Bring briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing....

"Oh!" exclaimed Gwen "that's my phone. Quick someone take Carys." She thrust the young child into Ianto's chest. His arms reacted quickly, while his brain took a few seconds to catch up. He stood uncomfortably trying his best to cradle Carys as he'd seen Jack do just an hour ago.

"Andy?" Gwen held the phone to her ear.

"Yes, yes we're just down by the docks."

"Oh right, another?"

"Yes, same place?"

"Right, can you meet us back at mine?"

"No? Well thats ok, we'll come pick it up from the station then."

"Cheers. See you soon."

"Andy's got another box of stuff that be found in the wood. He's got stuff to do at the station I said we'd drop by and collect it." Gwen looked apologetic. The lack of response from Jack lead to the pleasing expression.

"Come on then." He was already a good few strides out in front of them greatcoat swaying behind him. "let's hope it mostly harmless. We're not set to deal with anything major yet."