"Jack, I was here earlier having lunch… and I saw a small child, naked and being carried off by a woman… I didn't realize it then but I know that was Ianto!" exclaimed Tosh in between breaths.

"A child, Tosh?" gasped Owen beside her, also fighting to catch his breath.

"Yes, a toddler no bigger than maybe 3. He was standing by a tree naked and scared. There was a woman talking to him, she picked him up and carried him away. Oh God, he was crying and screaming. He didn't want to go with her. I should have realized it was him. His eye's looked so familiar… he was so scared."

"It's alright Tosh, you couldn't have known." Jacked reached for her and gave her a reassuring hug.

Tosh detangled herself from Jack and jumped into the back of the SUV. "I need to check to see if there have been any reports of a child being found." She quickly typed away at her laptop.

Running around to the other side, Jack pulled out the wireless keyboard and began to pull up the CCTV of the area. Owen realized what Jack was doing and pulled out his phone. Within minutes he had child services on the line and was asking about all the cases that they had dealt with during the day.

"What did the woman look like Tosh?"

"She was young, maybe mid-twenties wearing jeans and a black shirt. She had blond hair but I didn't get a look at her face." She looked up from her laptop to see if Jack was having any luck. "Jack, they are no reports of lost or found children with the police."

"It will take all night to go through the CCTV. I'm not seeing anyone with that description."

"It's a large park, Jack. I don't think all the surrounding area has CCTV." She saw some of the hope start to fall from his face and she gripped his hand. "We'll find him Jack."

"No luck with child services. They seem to have had a slow day." Owen told them while putting his phone away.

Staring at Owens phone, Jack remembered the call from earlier he had sent to voicemail. Reaching for his phone, he listened to the message that was left. 'Jack. is me Anto! Pick up you phone!" He immediately dialed the number back.

"He don pick up." Ianto told Andy as he looked down at the phone with disappointment.

"Yeah, but you left a message. You can try again in a bit." Andy reached over to a bag he had brought with him and handed it to Ianto. "I got you some clothes. I guessed the size but I think they should fit."

Stunned, Ianto accepted the bag and began to pull out its content. There was a pair of blue jeans, under garments, shoes and a t-shirt with the Newport Gwent Dragons insignia. He looked up in surprise at Andy, who had a sheepish look on his face. Andy knew that was Ianto's favorite rugby team. Ianto walked over and gave him a hug. "Thank you. I din know they make small ones."

"It's no big deal. It was just there and I couldn't resist." He smiled as Ianto struggled to put on his clothes. "Here let me help. I promise to forget I ever did this when you're back to normal." He stopped helping Ianto with his shoes when he realized what he had just said. He really didn't feel like loosing his memories but he knew that was a big part of what Ianto did when he helped him out.

Noticing Andy's sudden unease he stopped struggling with his shirt. "Is ok, I won let 'em make you foget."

"Thanks. Ok now you're decent. Do you want me to take you anywhere?"

"Minninium cent'r"

"You want to go to the Millennium Center? Why on earth would you want to go there?" He questioned him only to receive a serious pout. "Alright then, no need to get dramatic lets get a move on." When they got to the stairs Andy picked him up then put him down when they got to the street. He lived a good 10 minute walk from the center but with Ianto's condition it would probably take them 20 so he scooped him up again and continued on their way. Ianto began asking about the last rugby match wanting a distraction from the embarrassment of having to be carried. As Andy began to tell him excitedly about the Dragons last victory, Ianto realized how good Andy's company made him feel. Andy was definitely a good friend and someday he would make an excellent father.