Authors Notes: So this is Chapter 4 :D Please keep reviewing, and thanks to those who have reviewed so far. Please read my other Fanfic. In this I only own: Morgan and Hannah.

Chapter 4

Tuesday morning. Half term was nearly over. I had the records of me being fostered and my birth certificate. I was going to tell my friends when I next saw them, which was Monday morning. Today I was going to the hub. I felt a bit awkward about going there, since last time I had a little outburst. Jack and Ianto picked me up at ten thirty. I put a few things in a bag to keep myself occupied, so I wasn't in anyone's way. I brought my guitar of course, I liked playing it. I still couldn't call them dad and Tad, I was still trying to get over it. It would take time, and they knew that. Today I hoped that I would find out the real reason as to why they gave me up. I just had to wait and see. When Jack stopped the car and the three of us got out, I started walking to the tourist desk. Ianto moved in front of me, blocking me from going any further.

"You don't want to use the boring entrance. Come on, we'll show you the other way." Ianto smiled.

We walked towards the road. I looked at both Jack and Ianto.

"Now if we step on this slate, then no one can see us." Jack told me, gesturing towards the slate in question. "Watch."

Jack stepped onto the platform. He greeted a passing couple. They didn't seem to hear him, at all. I smiled.

"Come on, before it starts going without us." Ianto told me.

Both of us climbed on with Jack. Suddenly, the platform started moving, down into the ground.

"What the..." I breathed.

Jack and Ianto laughed.

"Doesn't anyone fall in, you know considering the massive great hole in the ground?" I asked.

"Typical Welsh, I show you something cool and you find fault in everything." Jack replied, sighing.

"Oi! Rude." Ianto said a little offended.

"I meant apart from you, you never find fault." Jack said, wiggling his eyebrows.

I hid my laughter.

"Also I'm not a typical Welsh. If you notice, I'm English with a slight Welsh accent and an American twang." I told Jack, matter-of-factually.

"My point still stands." Jack protested.

"No it doesn't." I replied.

"Does."

"Not."

"Does."

"Not."

"Does."

"Not."

"Does."

"Not."

"Does."

"Not. And you might want to know that I have this kind of argument with my friends a lot."

Jack stuck his tongue out like a child, which fit him perfectly considering he seemed child like. We came to a stop.

"I like this entrance." I said.

"You're not the only one." Jack said.

We stepped off.

"Ianto, you know you love me?" Jack asked his husband.

"Yes, I'll make coffee." Ianto replied rolling his eyes.

I smiled.

"Ianto's coffee is, so amazing it's unbelievable." Jack told me, as he walked over to his husband.

The rest of the team weren't at the hub yet. I was a little relieved. Apparently, they knew I was coming. I guess it was good they knew, I don't know how it was, it just was. I sat down on the sofa, put my bag and guitar case down, unzipped my guitar case and took out my electric guitar. I started tuning it.

It wasn't long before the rest of the team appeared. Actually they appeared before Ianto started pouring the coffee. I didn't look up; I just looked down at my guitar playing random notes – obviously notes that sounded good together. They all left me alone, thankfully. Although English (aka Owen) did give me a few looks. I took no notice of him, he was just being childish.

"Hi Morgan, are you alright?" someone asked me after a while.

I looked up.

"Oh hey Toshiko, yeah I'm fine, you?" I replied.

"I'm good. You can call me Tosh, everyone does." she smiled.

I nodded. Tosh went back to whatever she was doing. Tosh seemed nice, quiet but nice. On the way over here Jack and Ianto had told me Owen and Tosh were going out, I was a little surprised. Jack and Ianto left me to sit alone; they probably had some Torchwood related stuff to do. After a few minutes I got bored with playing any random tune, so I started playing 'Status Quo' from Starship which was made by Starkid Productions (they are so awesome, or to quote A Very Potter Musical they are super-mega-foxy-awesome-hot). I couldn't help but sing along – my friend Hannah and I were the only two in the group that like Starkid Productions, hell we're the only two that watch Starkid things. We always sing their songs at school, the songs are so catchy, and one of the songs we sing is Status Quo. When I started playing – and singing – I didn't really realise how loud I was. So by the end of the song I saw I had gathered a crowed.

"Hey, you actually do sing." Ianto said.

"And you know Starkid songs!" Jack rushed excitedly, eyes wide.

I stayed quiet. I always got a bit shy when it came to things like this – unless I've sung and/or played in front of the people, which were listening, before.

"How do you know Starkid songs, Starkid Productions is over in America?" Jack squeaked.

"My friend Hannah told me about A Very Potter Musical and A Very Potter Sequel that these people done, she told me the videos were on YouTube so I watched, I liked, and then she told me to watch Starship. We're the only two who watch and like Starkid musicals." I rushed quietly.

Jack's eyes widened, a grin taking over his face. He turned to Ianto. Jack put his hands on Ianto's shoulders and started jumping up and down. I raised an eyebrow. It was a really weird sight, and by the way everyone was looking at Jack I guessed that wasn't his normal behaviour.

"Jack...Jack! Calm down." Ianto said, pushing down on Jack's shoulders.

"But...but...she knows." Jack said.

"I know, but you're scaring us. Especially Morgan."

Jack stopped jumping, and glanced at me quickly. Jack blushed.

"Sorry." he muttered.

I tried to hide a laugh, but I failed epically. The looks Jack was getting turned to me. I went quiet again. I smiled.

"What? You've got to admit, it was funny." I said. "And at least now I know I'm not the only completely mad one."

Jack grinned at me. After that, things seemed to get...easier. Gwen and Tosh both talked to me more, and Owen had stopped staring at me. I liked Tosh and Gwen, they were nice to me. And they didn't seem to care about what had happened the last time I was in the hub; it's like they understood why I reacted that way. The two women had just finished telling me about one of their missions, when Ianto came over to me.

"So, Morgan, how about a tour?" Ianto asked.

"Sure. And to be honest, you did promise that I could see the 'aliens'." I replied.

"Too true." Ianto smiled.

I put my guitar away and I jumped up, and walked over to him. He put his left hand on my right shoulder. I wanted to shrug his hand off, but I kind of liked it. It was weird. Ianto led me down to this room; well it wasn't even a room. It contained cells. Within the cells were these things. That's all I could call them, things.

"What are they?" I asked.

"Aliens." Ianto replied simply. "We have mainly weevils, because...well, I don't really know why."

I walked closer to one of the cells. Something launched itself at the clear door, blocking it from getting to me. I just looked at it.

"Is that supposed to scare me?" I asked it.

It growled at me.

"No it really isn't. And I only knocked you out because you tried to punch me!" I told it.

"You understand her?" Ianto asked.

"What, can't you?"

"No one can."

"Well...looks like I can...I am awesome!"

I smiled.

The tour didn't take that long. About twenty minutes, I guess. The hub was amazing. It had so much technology. It felt like...home. It was strange, the house I grew up in never felt like home. I didn't know why I thought that, I just did. But the hub, it seemed familiar, it seemed like I belonged, it was home. When I was younger I would draw pictures and writ stories about a place like the hub. A place where a little girl lived with her family. I thought they were just ideas I had came up with, ideas that I came up with in my dreams. I guess they were memories.

After that, I went to the hub every day. Sometimes Jack and Ianto would pick me up, sometimes I'd walk round. If they picked me up we would have to use the boring entrance, if I walked I would take the platform. It was funny, every time I walked off the platform I was always greeted with the question 'Why do you always take that?' I always replied with an eye roll. It was Sunday. The next day I would be back at school, I would tell my friends what I had found out just over a week ago.

"Can I come by after school tomorrow?" I asked not aiming it at anyone.

"I don't see why not." Jack replied.

"I do. She's a kid." Owen said.

"I am not a baby goat!" I told him.

"What?" Owen asked, confused.

"You called me a kid, a kid is a baby goat. You should have said child. But, I'm not a child either, I'm a teenager, in a few short years I will be an adult. So if you please use the correct term, which is teenager, I would be very grateful."

"Fine, she's a teenager she shouldn't be here."

"And why's that?" Ianto asked, sounding a little annoyed.

"Well, she could blow our cover, muck everything up. And I don't really want to help babysit." Owen replied.

I just sat there. Watching the debate.

"How come this wasn't brought up earlier, like on Tuesday or Wednesday?" I asked.

They looked at me.

"That's a good point actually." Gwen said.

Owen had no answer, no one did.

"Because surely, if you didn't want me here in the first place you would have brought it up earlier on, so I didn't get to know anyone. But by letting me come here for the past six days it would make it seem like you wanted to get to know me, as well as letting me know the secrets and how all this worked." I said.

Owen stayed quiet for a moment.

"Fine, let her stay. But I'm not looking after her or anything." he said after a while.

"No one said you had to, you just made the assumption. Also I can handle myself you know." I replied. "Anyway, so is that a yes or a no?"

"You can come round tomorrow." Ianto told me.

"You don't have to ask." Jack added.

"Yay. And don't worry, the secret's safe with me." I said, with a smile.

I was starting to like it. Getting to know my actual parents was...fun. I had to ask how both of them were my parents. But that was a story for another day. But I had to get through Monday first.