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A/N: Thanks to my awesome beta-reader "J3d1M0nk3ySp0ck, for her guidance and suggestion to improved this story .This chapter is rate M for self inflicted violence and death .PLEASE LEAVE REVIEW

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Chapter-4

Across town in a quiet middle class neighborhood of Cardiff, Liam Spencer a popular literature teacher at one of Cardiff's local universities was relaxing in his living room. Liam for the first time in two years had welcomed the spring break with as much enthusiasm as his students. The scene he had witnessed in the park a few weeks earlier had given him a new purpose in life. He remembered it as if it were yesterday.

~~~Two week earlier~~~~~

Liam Spencer was exhausted by the time he sat on the park bench across from the university. He had endured a rough morning with his literature class, no one seem to be paying attention, except for the annoying young lady in the third row who appeared to have an obsessive crush on him. Begrudgingly he realized that he couldn't really blame his students, this was their last day before spring break.

Standing to discard his uneaten lunch in a nearby bin, he heard the giggling of a young boy. Turning to look, he saw a toddler being watched closely by two men. Memories of his Asil and the future they could have had stirred within him, they had been so much in love with a bright future, until they brought HIM into their life.

'Stop It!' He screamed inwardly, 'that was a lifetime ago. You left London after her death and settled here for a new beginning'. Opening his eyes he was startled to recognize the two men as figures from his past. Liam hurriedly grabbed his assignment book and rushed to the parking lot to get into his car and speed off toward home. Absently thinking that he would call the Dean of the university later explaining he'd had a family emergency.

Twenty minutes later, an emotionally distraught Liam arrived safely home, throwing his books and briefcase onto the dining room table, and going directly to his in home bar. Liam poured himself a shot of brandy, closing his eyes at the burning liquor flowed down his throat.

Running his hand through his hair Liam knew he needed to calm down and think rationally, but one thought keep going through his mind 'How could he look exactly the same and why was HE with him?'

~~~~~PRESENT~~~~~

Lying on his plush black sofa, trying to relax, Liam looked at his watch in frustration. The news broadcast would end in five minutes, why hadn't the murder across town been mentioned? He along with the other spectators had witnessed the young man being led off by the police in handcuffs.

After watching numerous news broadcasts and searching his favorite websites, he still couldn't find anything pertaining to the crime. Liam didn't like this at all. His television remote shattered after being angrily thrown at the wall, one of the batteries rolling under the couch and out of sight. He had gone to great lengths to set this into motion. Using his students' obsessive crush on him to help him pull what she believed was a traditional stag night practical joke on a friend who was about to be married.

A kiss, a hug and promises of things to come between them was all it took to get her help. Tomorrow he would snoop around and see what he could uncover about the arrest.

Getting up from his couch Liam went into his study. Taking a seat behind his antique mahogany desk with matching chair, he opened the bottom desk drawer and retrieved a private investigator's file labeled 'Harkness/Jones'.

Opening the file he browsed through all the information that he, as well as his private investigator had collected on Jack Harkness. Liam had inserted a special incentive into the file, a picture of him with Asil. This picture served as a constant reminder of why he was fighting to make Harkness pay.

Liam had more information on Ianto than Harkness. They had been friends since Uni. his one encounter with Captain Jack Harkness had left him with horrible memories embedded in his mind. Liam's P.I. had informed him of Ianto and Harkness' civil union. It would be his link to taking Harkness down, Ianto would just be collateral damage. It's wasn't like he was completely innocent now that he had made a pact with the devil (Harkness).

Liam had trusted Ianto and seeing him now with Harkness was an act of betrayal in the worst way. He found himself questioning Ianto's sincerity in helping Asil escape Harkness' reign of terror against her that horrible night. A silent tear ran down his cheek as he remembered Asil's screams as Harkness had put his attack in motion.

Liam pulled another file from his desk drawer; this file contained incriminating pictures of Ianto and Laura. Smiling wistfully as he looked through them, he mused 'everything had been going as planned. Ianto, being the person he was, would always help a individual in trouble, so when Laura's car had so unfortunately broken down not far from Tesco, he'd offered to help, taking her and her shopping home. Once there he was given a glass of iced tea as thanks, and five minute later everything was put in motion. Liam stepped in, stripping an unconscious Ianto down to his shorts before placing him on top of the bed next to the nude Laura while he took pictures.

When everything was over Laura had wanted to collect on Liam' promises, that was when she realized he had used her. Erupting into an uncontrollable rage she had grabbed a knife from the kitchen, she tried to get revenge on Liam. But he was too fast for her, avoiding the knife as she blindly struck out, screaming in anger. Laura was hysterical; the man she'd loved and worshiped had used her, Liam hadn't expected this reaction and had tried to calm her while trying to retrieving the knife but Lauren was determined to make him pay and her anger turned insanely deadly as she forcefully plunged the knife into her own chest.

Liam shook violently as images of a bloody Asil, then Laura, flashed before him. Blood so much blood He remembered removing the knife after she'd collapsed to the floor dead. Putting the knife with his things he quickly ran to the kitchen and found a similar knife, wrapping Ianto's limp hand around it before he carried it back to the kitchen and let it fall in the blood pooled on the floor next to Laura's bloodied body. Liam wiped away a tear "I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you Laura, not like this."

Liam rubbed at the small scar from a cut on his hand. He hadn't realized that he'd been injured by Laura until later on, but it didn't matter he didn't exist.

As Liam continued looking through the pictures his voice turned evil "I always believed in planning ahead, you never know when some unforeseen obstacles will appear to stop you. That was a painful lesson I learned the hard way from you, Captain Jack Harkness."

Removing the picture of him and Asil from the first file, Liam ran a loving finger across her face. "Starting tomorrow, Harkness will feel the wrath of my vengeance and your presence will surround him.

Harkness and Torchwood killed you, and covered up your death with a lie, this is all for you my love. Your death will be vindicated."

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