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"This child you had with you" she said as she shuffled the papers, "Care to tell us where you got him from?"
"I want my call" Ianto said slowly.
"He doesn't belong to you, clearly isn't even of Old Earth given the markers in him" she was still talking like he hadn't "He is being taken care of by our trained staff and I can assure you he only has a few scrapes and bruises. Shame, pretty wee thing to be marked."
Ianto's fingernails dug into his palms as he heard that he hadn't managed to fully protect him from the fall and now his heart was breaking for his baby, "I am giving you one last chance to save yourselves. Give me my call and I will only have you reprimanded. Except for the moron who shocked me with my baby in my arms … or keep pushing me and I will decimate you."
"A threat?" she grinned, "really? Hear that boys? This man thinks he can threaten the Heddlu!"
She laughed along with two of the men, the third now quiet as he studied Ianto with mild curiosity.
"I've seen you before" he finally said as he crouched into Ianto's face and Ianto knew where, his edidic memory pulling a thought of the man into his mind.
"Yes, you were presented with a medal when you graduated" Ianto said to him, "Yvonne Hartman pinned it onto your chest herself to show her intention to employ more Heddlu in response to the increased border skirmishes."
"That's right" he pointed a finger at Ianto, "I remember you. Black suit and shirt, even your tie was black. You stood back from the security crew like…ahhhhhhhhh shit."
The man snatched his hand back and straightened, paling as he stated to backpedal towards the door, his eyes wide, "Ah shit."
"Yes, you all do appear to be in some" Ianto nodded calmly, "Now be a good boy and run along. Get your captain so he can at least save some of this place from destruction and while you are at it get my son and bring him to me. If he leaves this facility with someone I will not only tear this place asunder with rage I will have you all sent to the fucking settler planets to see out your service, I swear to Pete."
"Sir" the man bowed, "Yes Sir."
He struggled with the door for a few moments, then got it open and then fell out slamming it with a frantic whimper that was heard and Ianto slowly turned his head to look at the woman who was sitting there trying to comprehend the weirdness she had just seen.
"Would you like an explanation?" Ianto asked with an eyebrow raising.
She blinked.
The man that entered was tall and strongly built, his demeanour that of one one used to being in charge and he entered, looked around and then yanked a chair out to sit at the head of the table. "Hi, I am Captain Edward Munch, I understand you have a complaint to make?"
"Hi" Ianto answered with a fake smile, "I am the victim. I was attacked and assaulted with my child in my arms then your men shocked me …. With my baby in my arms and now I am being held without a Vic-com call being issued while being denied access to said child who is now injured as he was in my arm as I fell."
"Brenda?" the Captain turned to her with a frown, "He had a baby in his arms when he was shocked?"
"A toddler, not a baby" she snorted and Ianto felt that blood boiling again.
"OK, I am really getting pissed and I know this is nothing to the level of anger my husband is going to feel, let alone Caden's favourite Aunty. Please, let me have my Vid-call and stop digging the hole deeper for yourselves."
"See?" Brenda said to Captain Munch, "Cocky bastard isn't he?"
Ianto seethed, "Actually my parentals were fully bonded before my inception, I am not a bastard at all. If you think calling the Jones Empire into this helps any, please dear lady continue to fuck with me."
Everyone fell silent and the Captain slow blinked, "So. You are of those Jones' are you? What relation to the old man?"
Ianto took a deep cleansing breath and canted his head, "The vid-call?"
"Whatever" Brenda shrugged as she shoved the Vid-Com PDA at him, "Go wild!"
Ianto picked it up and immediately changed the setting to multi-room then keyed in five numbers. He smiled at the PDA and gave his message, placing it back on the table once he had deleted those numbers form it's internal memory.
"Thank you" he said as he slid it back at her and she grinned. "I do hope you are ready for this."
"So polite, you hear that sir? So polite" she plucked it up and opened it, frowning as she looked at a blank screen, "It's not working."
As the alarms started to sound and every device in the place started to malfunction Ianto wondered if they had got it yet.
You know.
Their level of shit?