Authors Notes: So this is chapter 2, as you can clearly see. I own nothing and no one apart from the characters of Morgan, Julie and Michael. I would appreciate it if you guys reviewed because I want to know what you guys think :D

Chapter 2

I tried to calm down, but nothing was working. I thought maybe they knew my parents, and that's why they had a picture of me. But if they knew my parents then how come I had never met them, how come they were never mentioned, how come there was no pictures of them? After a while my breathing slowed. I slumped down onto the sofa and put the picture back.

"I am so confused right now, it's unbelievable." I murmured.

Silence. I looked up at the five strangers, they refused to make eye contact with me.

"Why do you have a picture of me?" I asked softly and a little shakily.

I was worried about the answer, it could have been anything. Literally. No one answered.

"Please. Tell me." I pleaded.

Jack and Ianto turned simultaneously and walked towards me. They crouched down in front of me.

"You really don't want to know." Jack told me darkly.

"Oh I really do. Otherwise I'll call the cops." I replied.

"You really think the cops would bother." Owen jumped in.

"Well considering my dad's one, I think they'll be very bothered." I told him, smiling slyly.

Silence. I didn't know why everyone went silent every now and then, but every time we did it would freak me out a little.

"Jack. We have to." Ianto told his husband.

"No. It's too risky." Jack replied.

"But we decided that..."

"We decided to wait for fourteen years."

"Um, confused fourteen year old sitting right here." I chimed in.

"See, we have to." Ianto replied.

"Fine." Jack replied.

"Ok, so am I getting an explanation or not?" I asked.

Silence.

"Seriously can we stop with the silence. It's kindda freaking me out." I said.

Ianto and Jack sighed.

"Morgan, your parents, aren't your parents." Ianto told me.

"That made no sense what so ever." I said.

"Ok, your mum and dad, they aren't your parents. They didn't give birth to you. They adopted you." Ianto explained.

I laughed.

"Oh yeah,. Right. Nice joke." I chuckled.

Everyone had completely straight faces.

"You're not kidding are you." I stated, he laughter dying out.

"No I'm not." Ianto replied.

"The truth is, we are your parents. We put you up for adoption when you were born, so you weren't in any danger, considering the things we do. We have a picture of you, because we didn't want to forget you." Jack added.

My eyes went wide. I didn't know what to say. I mean, I was getting told that the two people that brought me up, adopted me. No fourteen year old should be told that.

"You're lying." I finally whispered.

"We're not." Jack and Ianto said.

"You're lying. If I was adopted my mum and dad would have told me, they wouldn't let me believe in a lie." I yelled. "You're crazy!"

I ran like hell. Jack and Ianto called after me, but I didn't stop or look back. I just carried on running.

It was dark when I got home. I was still trying to get over what just happened, but it seriously wasn't working.

"Morgan, are you alright?" my dad (Michael) asked me.

He must have seen that I was trying to figure something out, he always picked up on those kind of things.

"And don't make something up, we'll know." my mum (Julie) added.

I sighed. I told them everything that happened in a rush.

"It's crazy right. I mean, you didn't adopt me. Right?" I said when I was finished.

My mum and dad exchanged looks.

"You've got to be kidding me!" I yelled.

"Morgan calm down." dad said.

"Calm down! You adopted me and you didn't tell me!" I replied.

"Honey, you're parents didn't want you to know. We couldn't tell you." mum added.

"My life's a lie, it's a complete and utter bloody lie!" I whispered. "I can't deal with this right now."

I walked out of the house. I didn't know where to go. I ended up walking to a place that my friends and I had discovered years back. It was quiet and wasn't near any houses or apartments. It was the best place to be if you wanted to be alone. It was a huge forest. We discovered it when we were ten, it was during the summer holidays. Once in the forest I made sure that I was as far in as I could go. I stopped. Screaming I punched a nearby tree. It didn't make me feel any better.

I woke up to the sound of birds. At least something was happy. I hadn't realised that I'd spent the night out in the forest, I hadn't realised that I fell asleep. I looked at my watch. It was 10:30.

"Guess I should go 'home'." I said to myself, quietly.

I stood up and made my way out of the forest. As I walked down the road people stared at me. I let my hair fall over my face, so I could try and block them out. It worked, but I knew they were still staring. When I got to the house I quietly opened the door, walked in and as silently as I could, shut the door behind me. I sneaked up to my room, changed and then brushed my teeth and hair. I grabbed my phone and my guitar, if I was going anywhere I would not leave them behind. I was creeping down the stairs, almost at the bottom, almost out the door...

"Morgan!" I heard Julie (my 'mother') yelp.

"Oh for fuck sake!" I breathed.

Michael (my 'dad') walked out of the living room and into the hall to join his wife.

"I just can't catch a break." I sighed, as I sat down on the stairs. I put my elbow on my knee, bent my head down and put my index finger and thumb on the bridge of my nose.

"Morgan, we got in contact with your real parents, gave them a call and they're here..." Michael started.

"No!" my head snapped up.

They looked confused.

"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO,NO, NO, NO, NO! Fuck, shit, bollix, crap! Why?" I yelled.

"Well when you disappeared last night we called them asking if you had gone to them. When you didn't turn up there the four of us got worried and so they came over here." Julie replied.

I groaned.

"Why don't you want to talk to them, or see them for that matter?" Michael asked.

"Well would you if your parents gave you up for adoption." I replied darkly.

They had nothing to say to that.

"She has a point." I heard a familiar voice say.

They were in the living room. The had heard everything I had said. Well, this was going to be fun.