Authors Notes: Chapter 9. So I see that you're liking this :D I'm glad. Thanks to those who've reviewed so far, please keep reviewing, or PM me if you prefer. What do you think of the characters and the story line? I don't mind what you think, just please let me know :D I own nothing and no one apart from the following: Morgan, Julie, Michael, Hannah, Katherine, Beth, Emily, Ella, Charlotte, Jack (JJ), Dan, Samson, Ryan, Mrs Jacobson and Mrs Philips.
Chapter 9
We lasted three weeks before Owen, Tosh and Gwen found out that dad and Tad were taking back parental rights. It was Tosh who figured it out, since she found the paper lying around – dad's fault – and she immediately told Owen and Gwen. It was quite amusing when they confronted dad, Tad and I, but all in all they were happy that it was going ahead. The same day Tosh, Owen and Gwen found out, was the same day I was told that Tosh, Owen and Gwen were actually my godparents. I liked that. Owen, Tosh and Gwen helped dad and Tad get custody of me again, and two weeks later I was taken of the adoption list and dad and Tad had custody of me again. Whoop! There was only one thing left to do. Move all my stuff to the hub.
Tad took over the job telling everyone where to put certain objects. I wasn't allowed in, until everything was in place. It took three hours before my room was ready, and I was allowed to see it. Dad thought he'd make me wait longer though and blind fold me, the little bugger. When the blind fold was taken off, I saw that the room had changed dramatically. Instead of light red walls, they were black; there was a book case that took up most of a wall, a TV that took up the rest, a desk where I saw a new laptop, a stand for my guitar and my music books/sheets, draws where I could put anything and so much more. Most of the stuff I had in the room I didn't have back at Julie and Michael's house. My eyes were wide with shock and awe.
"This...is...AMAZING! How, why, when?" I asked.
"Yay, you like it. And we did this because we wanted to and we started getting g this stuff after you agreed and you don't need to know how." Tad smiled.
I hugged them both.
"It's nice to know you've kept everything we gave you." dad said.
"What?" I asked, as I released them from the hug.
"Well, when it came to your birthdays we would drop by and give you something, but we would then retcon you and everyone else so you would be kept safe." dad explained.
As soon as he said that I remembered everything.
"I remember. Every year, you didn't miss one." I smiled. "And what's retcon?"
"Retcon is this...well; it's basically this drug that makes people forget certain events." Tad told me.
"Nice to know that you had no problem drugging your child." I laughed.
"Oh, shush you." dad and Tad smiled.
When Monday came around again, I couldn't believe what was happening! Sure I could see why they wanted to, but why I had to be there and why it had to be at three o'clock I didn't know. I made the mistake of telling my friends that this was happening, and they insisted that they wait with me after school. We were standing outside the school gates
"Guys do you really have to wait here?" I moaned.
"Yes we do." Beth replied.
"But why?" I asked.
"Because we want to meet your dads." Katherine told me.
I groaned. Tad, dad, Owen, Tosh and Gwen were all coming to meet my teachers and my head teachers. All of them knew I had been fostered by Julie and Michael and once Tad and dad had called the school up and said they needed to change who my parents were on the contact details thing, the school were very interested in meeting them. Owen, Tosh and Gwen were coming because they would be who the school would have to contact if they couldn't get hold of dad or Tad.
"Why did I tell you guys this?" I quietly moaned to myself.
Right then a black SUV came round the corner, and stopped right in front of us. I sighed. Dad came out of the driver's side.
"Of course you were driving." I sighed.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" dad asked.
"Well you are a reckless driver, Tad on the other had is more careful." I said, gesturing towards Tad as he walked around the car to stand with dad and I.
"You're dad has always been reckless." Tad sighed, slipping an arm around dad's waist.
"Have not!" dad protested.
"Dad, who do you think will win?" I asked, smiling.
"Why do you always gang up on me?" dad asked.
"Because it's fun. Anyway you and I gang up on Tad, sometimes." I told him.
"Yeah, emphasis on the sometimes." dad mumbled.
"Jack stop whining!" Owen moaned as he jumped out of the back of the SUV.
Dad ignored him.
"Owen, leave him alone." Tosh chuckled.
"Yeah, you should be used to the whining by now." Gwen said.
"Hey, I don't whine that much!" dad protested.
"Yes you do!" all of us – except Tad – said.
I felt someone's elbow hit me in the side.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. Guys this is my dad Jack, my Tad Ianto, my godfather Owen and my god mothers Tosh and Gwen. Guys these are my friends Hannah, Katherine, Beth, Ella, Emily, Charlotte, Jack or as I call him JJ, Dan, Ryan and Samson." I said, gesturing to each person I introduced.
"Hey." they all said.
Hannah let out a quite gasp next to me. I turned to her and shook my head.
"Well, you saw, you met, now leave." I told my friends.
"Spoil sport." Emily said.
"Yes I am. Now go, before I make you." I smiled.
All of them sighed and left.
"Hannah, go on Facebook later." I whispered to Hannah before she left.
She nodded. That was going to be a fun conversation.
We were in the head teachers' office. Since it was a school for both Welsh and English speaking students we had a Welsh and English speaking head teacher (Mrs Jacobson) and an English speaking head teacher (Mrs Philips). Many of my teachers were there as well. I zoned out straight away; to be honest I didn't really have to be there. The meeting lasted about an hour, I was just happy when we got to go home.
Once back home – at the hub – I grabbed my new laptop from upstairs, sat down on the sofa in the main hub, and logged onto Facebook.
"So what was up with your friend Hannah?" Tad asked.
"Well, I'm just about to make sure that my idea is correct, once I find out I'll tell you." I replied.
After five minutes of talking, I found out my idea was correct.
"Ok, so I was right. Well, you know I knew about Torchwood when we first met." I said.
"Yeah." Tad replied.
"Well, my friend Hannah knew about you guys as well. So she recognised you from that."
"So before you met us, both you and your friend Hannah knew about us? Please say you're the only two."
"We are the only two, don't worry. And she says she'll keep it quiet."
"Good, we don't really want loads of people to know."
Tad and I smiled.
Saturday afternoon Tad went out to do...something. Owen, Tosh and Gwen weren't around either, so it was the perfect time for dad to see if I could get a gun license. It was pretty simple. All I had to do was shoot targets. Dada had to do a couple of things and then a week or so later, I got the license. Whoop! Tad, on the other hand, wasn't all too happy. So dad got a right bollocking. It was quite funny, even though I didn't get off lightly either. Tad soon let it go, and saw the advantages of me having a gun. He soon apologised after he realised. So like I said, it was quite funny. Unfortunately, I could only practise using it for the time being, since the rift alarm hadn't gone off in a while. But it was only a matter of time before something came up.