Unexpected

by Immortal Supernatural Freak

A normal girl, that's all she is and all she ever will be. Morgan is just a normal 14 year old girl who lives in Cardiff. But, one day, when she runs into the Torchwood team will her life change for the better? Will she finally find what she's been missing all these years? What will happen to the young girl now? *Characters that may have died in the series are so NOT dead in this!*

52. Chapter 52

Authors Notes: Hello my lovely readers XD Chapter 52! XD Haven't heard from many of you in a while...Please review I'd love to know what you all think XD Thanks to everyone that's stuck with this fanfic, and hello to my new followers :3 I own nothing and no one apart from the following: Morgan, Damon, PB. Happy reading XD Please review XD

Chapter 52

I held on tightly to PB while we waited, as well as holding my breath. My heart rate had quickened, stomach clenched. The mere seconds it took for the door to open dragged. Not fun. I glanced at Damon, and then at dad and Tad. That's when slowly, ever so slowly, the door opened. Damon and I were hidden behind dad and Tad, but that was just a coincidence...I mean, we didn't do it purposefully.

"Ianto! Jack!" a man's voice beamed. "How are you boys?"

"We're fine dad." Tad chuckled, hugging the man. "How are you?"

"I'm good, I'm good."

The man hugged dad too...well, more liked dragged dad towards him. I had to stifle a giggle when I saw dad stumble forward.

"Dad, these are..." Tad started to say, moving slightly to the side.

"No!" the man suddenly said. "Your mum would kill you then me if I met them first."

Dad and Tad laughed, but agreed all the same. Damon and I followed as dad and Tad made their way into the house, closing the door behind us.

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We walked down a short hallway. The walls were covered in pictures, some of them of Tad when he was younger.

"Oh my God!" I giggled loudly.

"What?" Damon asked.

I pointed at a picture of Tad when he was about four, wrapped up completely in bubble wrap, covered in stamps. It doesn't sound funny...but it really looked it. Damon howled with laughter, clutching his sides, as I tried my best not to drop/squish my baby lion as I giggled.

"What are you two cackling at?" dad sighed, turning back towards us, from the doorway of the living room.

All we could do was point. Dad walked back down the hall with a huff, but chuckled slightly seeing the picture.

"Yeah, that was my reaction too." dad grinned. "Your Tad hates it."

"We...so...need...a...copy!" I gasped between giggles.

"Tad would burn it." Damon wheezed.

"Not...if...we...hid...it!"

"And we do know the best hiding places."

Damon and I grinned mischievously.

"Yep, you two are definitely mine." dad laughed.

That's when a thought came to mind.

"Day, do you think we could find any pictures of dad?" I asked, smirking.

"Maybe Gray has some...or knows where to find some." Damon grinned impishly.

"No!" dad growled. "Now come on, you two have people to meet."

"It's show time." I grinned.