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Like Father Like Daughter?

Jack stared at Gwen's lifeless form as Ianto ran his hands over his rain soaked face. He felt sick, he had only just got his daughter back in his life and it looked like he was about to loose her. He scooped her up in his arms as he fought the urge to scream at how unfair it was that he could loose his youngest child now.

"Jack!" Ianto called across the rain soaked Plais. "The car, NOW!"

Jack nodded as he almost ran with Gwen in his arms. He reached the car as Ianto gunned the engine. He was desperate to get her to the hospital but knew that there was a chance their attackers had stayed around. He knew that there was a chance they knew where Rhys and Donna were and where they were likely to be headed.

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"Aw come on Cariad." Rhys picked up Anwen as Donna backed away from the window.

"How long has it been?" Donna tugged at her long red hair as she fought to get it into a ponytail. Rhys frowned. The english woman was extremely agitated and little Anwen was beginning to pick up on it. Rhys shrugged his shoulders.

"A couple of hours. You know what they are like." He watched as Donna nodded.

"Yeah."

"Well, what's up with you now then?"

"What's up with me?" She turned to him. "There's a black 4x4 on the doorstep and it ain't any of them driving. We go now." She grabbed her bag as Rhys craddled the baby in his arms as he watched her.

"Donna?"

"I mean it Rhys. Move. Now." She threw his jacket at him. "Whatever that lot have planned have for us ,it ain't going to be pretty and it ain't going to be anything you want that little girl to see." She nodded towards Anwen who was beginning to get upset. She was tiny but knew the adults around her were unhappy.

"Where?"

"Anywhere but here." Donna opened the door and peered out. "Well, get a move on then."

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"Jack, what's happening?" Gwen opened her eyes as Jack held her.

"It's ok."

"Jack?"

"You hurt your head."

"How?"

"I told you. Don't you remember?"

"Would I ask if I did?" She flinched as Ianto hit a pothole in the road.

"Sorry." Ianto snapped. "Bloody St Mary's Street has been pedestrtianised. Got to cut down towards the Castle."

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

"It takes us out of the way of the hospital." He yelled.

"I am not going to hospital." Gwen narrowed her eyes as Jack wiped a trickle of blood from her already pale face.

"No." Jack agreed. "Ianto, can we make it to Canton without being followed? I want to stay in Cardiff so we can pick up Rhys and the girls."

"Anwen." Gwen sighed. "I have to get back to her."

"You will." Jack hugged her to him. "You will."

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The staircase creaked under Rhys' weight as he crept behind Donna, thankful that Anwen had settled in his arms. It seemed the baby girl had inherited Gwen's ability to keep calm when everything around her was getting out of control. Donna closed her eyes as they heard raised voices behind them.

"Donna?"

"Nearly there." She looked away as she rested her hand on the door in front of her. "Come on Rhys. We can do this."

"What about Gwen and the others?"

"We'll find them. If we don't get out of here now they're going to be finding out dead bodies." She pushed the door open forcably as Rhys took a deep breath and ran out of the B&B as the footsteps behind them got closer.

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"Canton?"

"The old hospital? The one that closed when everything moved to the new big hospital?"

"Yeah." Gwen sighed as the headache that had been just an annoyance was now beginning to make her feel sick. She screwed her eyes shut as she fought to concentrate on what was happening around her.

"We're heading there. I know a nurse that used to work at the hospital. Rachel. She retired when it closed."

"Retired ten years ago." Ianto snapped as he flew through the lights heading to Newport Road. "You sure she hasn't died of old age?"

"I spoke to her that day we met up again." Jack answered as more colour drained from her face. "She'll help."

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A/N More soon