Two weeks had passed since Abbie returned to Torchwood and she'd finally stopped clinging to Jack, although he or Ianto had to be within eyesight. At long last her injuries had started healing and she hobbled around on crutches.

Ianto and Jack sat discussing in whispers in the kitchen whilst Abbie proved to Owen that she was indeed better at video games.

"Why would she call you that though Jack? It's just weird."

"I blame severe emotional trauma, she was upset and hurt and scared and I'm sure it just slipped out."

"I still think you should talk to her about it Jack."

He sighed, Ianto did have a point, "Fine, I'll talk to her. ABBIE!"

"Coming Jack," she shouted, grabbing her crutches and pausing the game, "Don't cheat Owen."

"What do you need," Abbie asked, reaching over the immortal to grab a soda off of the counter.

"Abigail, it's more of a private discussion."

Abbie swallowed hard on the Jammie Dodger she'd just popped into her mouth and nodded.

"So Abbie, the night we found you, you called me, you called me Papa. I would like to know why."

She fidgeted, an abnormal thing for her to do, "It just sort of slipped out, I didn't mean for it to, but it did. It won't happen again."

"You're an awful liar Abbie, be honest."

"D-Do you remember LuAnne Hall?"

Jack's eyes widened. "That woman, that you shagged a couple of times and dated for a week before running away with the Doctor?"

He nodded.

"Well you got her pregnant. And after I lost her, all I had was your photograph and a jacket. When I was fifteen I ran into another Time Lord, and the same thing happened to me that happened to you, except this time, he died, he didn't abandon me. Then after I found out I'd never die, I decided to find you. The ever elusive Captain Jack."

"Abbie, I'm so sorry, I'm so, so sorry. If I had known I never would have left, never."

"Well you couldn't have known could you?! You never stick with anyone long enough to know if you've changed their lives! NEVER! You always leave, always, leaving behind a trail of broken hearts and abandoned children," Abbie was crying now. "Why did you go P-Jack? Why did you go?"

Jack took the girl up in his arms and she fought hard before collapsing into his chest, "I never meant to leave you, I never did. I'm so sorry Abs, so sorry."

"I didn't mean to get angry Jack, please don't leave again, please."

"I won't Abbie, I never will, not if I can help it. You can call me Papa if you'd like, it's what I am after all."

"I love you," she wavered. "Papa."

THE END

That's that. I'd like to thank all of you for being so patient with me and staying with my story. There will be an epilogue and maybe, if I get enough requests for it, a sequel. Thanks again every one, love ya!