The rift did not seem to want to give them a moment of peace as the day went on. They received two reports of weevil sightings. After capturing the first weevil they received notification of a rift spike at a nearby warehouse. Jack had sent Owen and Gwen to the warehouse while he hunted the other weevil down. Tosh remained behind for tactical support and to watch over Ianto, who now stable was laying sleeping on the couch behind her station.

"Jack looks like just space junk." Tosh listened to Owen over the comm.

"Alright take it in then meet me at the garage. I've got two weevils to carry in." Jack responded.

Tosh smiled to herself. They really were a good team but it had all taken longer than it should of. They really did need Ianto. It wasn't just about getting lunch orders or cleaning up the hub. It was about cleaning up their presence all together from Cardiff. If they were still in the least bit a covert organization, it was because of Ianto. He took care of all of the details that they over looked. He did it all without complaint and was taken for granted. She had to admit that sometimes she too forgot. This was definitely a wake up call for all of them. If Ianto were able the hub would be spotless, all their reports would be finished, their desks cleared of any files, the tactical support would be covered and any witnesses of the weevils would be taken care of by lunch time.

Lost in thought she was surprised when she heard a sniffle behind her. Turning around she found Ianto sitting up on the couch and looking very much lost. His hair was sticking up in odd angles and his bottom lip was sticking out and trembling.

"Hello there sleepy head." She said softly, smiling at him. The vacant look in his eyes began to worry her a bit. She stood up to get closer to him but he shied away and curled into the sofa. "It's alright I wont hurt you."

She grabbed a the bag of things she had purchased for him and moved to chair near him waiting for him to look up at her, at that moment the perimeter alarm went off as the cog door rolled open. Ianto whimpered and hid his head stealing quick glances at the strangers coming towards him.

Jack went straight to the couch and found Ianto looking very frightened, but it was to be expected. They were all strangers to him now. He sighed and sat down on the coffee table in front of him, trying hard to look as non-threatening as possible.

"Hello Ianto." Jack whispered softly. "My name is Jack."

Ianto merely blinked at him.

"Ianto" Jack pointed at him. "Jack" he said as he pointed at himself.

"Here." Tosh said as she handed Jack a fluffy red dragon. "I bought it yesterday; I thought maybe he could use it as a pillow."

"Look what we have here for you Ianto." Jack said softly while setting the dragon on the edge of the couch. "It's your very own dragon."

"Dwagon?" He whispered looking back and forth between Jack and the dragon.

"Go on, he's all yours." Jack said while nudging the dragon closer to him. Ianto slid his arm around it and snuggled his face into the dragon's neck. He looked up at Jack and Tosh and gave them a timid smile. He sat up and rubbed the last of the tears from his eyes.

"Ta'? Mam?" He asked looking at Jack and Tosh.

Blushing at Ianto's assumption Tosh looked at Jack trying to figure out what to say. "What do we tell him Jack? He doesn't have Ianto's memories anymore but he does have the intelligence of a toddler. He doesn't know who his parents are."

"What do you say Tosh? Want to be mam for a while?" He looked up at her smiling.

Ianto looked behind Jack at Owen and Gwen standing a few feet back. "Mam? Ta'?" He questioned again at Jack now looking at Owen and Gwen.

"No bloody way kid!" Owen snapped quickly. Ianto jumped a bit at his response and feeling guilty he quickly tried to make up for it, "I'm Uncle Owen." He said pointing at himself. "Auntie Gwen." He said pointing at Gwen only to receive a dirty look from her.

"We should have thought of this ahead." sighing Jack looking behind him at his team members. Turning back around he caught Ianto's attention and pointing at Tosh and then at himself he said "Mam Tosh and Uncle Jack."

"Wait a second! Why aren't you Tad?" barked Owen.

"Think about it Owen. You can't ask Jack to be his Tad. That's cruel." Tosh told him as she came to stand in front of him, pleading with her eyes.

Looking at her for a long moment he held Tosh as hand and walked forward to the couch. "Fine let's just make this simple. Hey kid, I'm your Tad." He said pointing at himself. "This is your Mam." He said putting his arm around Tosh's shoulder. "That's Jack and that's Gwen. Got it?"

Ianto followed with his eyes to everyone he pointed to then nodded when Owen finished talking. He bit his lip and looked at Owen as if he was afraid to speak. Noting his distress Jack sat next to him on the couch and asked him what was wrong. Ianto pulled at his arm until he could whisper in his ear. Smirking up at Owen he told him his first official act as Tad was to take his son to the little boy's room. Owen sighed defeated and stepped into his role. He held his hand out and led his temporary son to relieve himself.

The three remaining adults took a seat and waited for them to return. "Thank you for that Tosh." He said looking at her with gratitude.

"Your welcome, I have a feeling the need to quickly identify your parents is part of that device's doing." She responded.

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Jack?" asked Gwen. "Maybe a foster home might have been better."

"A foster home where some poor couple gets attached to him only for us to take him away when we find a cure? Is that what you want?" Tosh asked.

"We don't know if we will reverse this. We could find him a nice home." She pleaded.

"He has a home and that's with us." Jack replied shortly.

"What about that Rota you were talking about. Its pointless now if he thinks Owen and Tosh are his parents. He should be living with them."

"Well not everything will be perfect. Ianto has a spare bedroom. That will be his room and we will take turns staying there with him." He looked at both of them. Both Tosh and Gwen nodded their agreement as they heard Owen walking back with a giggling Ianto.

The front of Owens shirt and crotch was soaked and Ianto was giggling at Owens cursing.

"Owen!" Tosh yelled at one of his particularly rude remarks.

"What! He decided I needed to wash my hands too only he missed my hands when he splashed me." He huffed.