Okay, I realize that I've been absent for a reallly long time and I'm sorry. To make that up, I have decided to upload the next four chapters. Enjoy :)

I am also aware that for some reason, this chapter didn't get uploaded the first time, so I'm sorry about the weird confusion

Chapter 1: Leaving the UK

New York, America

The Slippery's household was bustling with life and excitement. After Paul had gotten a new job at the hospital in New York, the entire family decided to join him and move as well. However, this was not the cause of excitement in the Slippery household. No, it was the addition of a new person. Estelle, Paul's wife, had an old friend, Ianto Jones, who was moving to America with his daughter, and needed a place to stay. She opened up their house to the Ianto and his daughter, much to Paul's disapproval, but didn't object. Paul Slippery's three sons were very eager to meet the new female that would soon be living with them. After leaving their girlfriends behind in London, the boys were very eager for female contact. "What do you think she's like?" Daniel wondered aloud to his brothers.

"I bet she's hot hot hot!" Edwin exclaimed excitedly and with a broad grin.

"Oh please," Rory, the eldest, interjected, "She could be twelve years old! Estelle didn't say anything about her. We can't just assume she's our age. And even if she was our age, you can't let your libidos control you. She's moving to a new country."

"Right," Daniel said, "And I'll be there to comfort her." He grinned making a kissy face.

"You're disgusting."

Cardiff, Wales

Luna stared at her now empty room with pure disapproval and a sour taste in her mouth. She lay on her back staring that the ceiling. After her dad disappeared without a trace, the family made a decision to move to America. "To expand the family business" was the actual excuse. Leave Cardiff and memories far behind them. Ianto had explained that they would be staying with an old friend of his. The Jones family had a travel agency, with a flat above the shop, which was given to the Harpers and Williams, old friends of Ianto and his missing partner. Ianto poked his head into Luna's room, "Are you ready?"

"No. I don't want to move to America. I like it here."

"I know you do." Ianto sat next to his daughter's stretched out form on the floor. "But you've been to America before. It's nothing extremely new."

"Yes it is. I don't want to live in New York. I want to stay here." There was a long stretch of silence. "I wish Dad never left… And I wish that Nick wasn't in Uganda."

"Luna, he's doing good."

"I know. Just…I wish he was here."

New York, America, La Guardia Airport

Luna and Ianto stood at the terminal awaiting the Slippery family. Estelle had insisted in personally picking them up. Ianto at once recognized Estelle and Paul who were making their way towards them. They were followed by their three sons. Ianto greeted Estelle with a hug and Paul with a firm handshake. Luna shook hands with Paul and Estelle before her attention was focused on their sons. Rory, Daniel, and Edwin were genuinely surprised at Luna's appearance. They had all been expecting a petite female, similar to their previous girlfriends. She was that complete opposite. Luna was about 5'5" with deep red hair that fell to her shoulders, emerald green eyes, and looked like she knew how to handle herself. "Hello, I'm Luna Jones." She did not proffer a hand to shake; her voice held a significant Welsh accent.

Rory was the first to gather himself, "I'm Rory and these are my brothers—"

"Edwin," Edwin pushed himself in front of Rory and took Luna's hand in his own, "Nice to meet—ah!"

The youngest Slippery was shoved aside by Daniel, who gave his best seductive grin, "I'm Daniel."

Luna just looked at them with no sort of expression. "Right." She looked to her father, "Ada…." (It meant "father" in Elvish-A language known in J.R.R Tolkien's famous books of Middle Earth-It was a favorite book that both Ianto and Luna shared.)

"Ah, right." The Jones and Slippery family took their leave of the airport and back to the Slippery house.

"This will be your room, Luna. It's a guest room, so I hope it's alright." Estelle gave Luna a comforting smile, "If you ever need anything, my room is down the hall, and your father is downstairs."

Luna smiled back, "It's lovely, thank you."

Estelle turned around and left Luna by herself in the empty bedroom. Her new room smelled dusty and stale, like cardboard. She took in a huge breath filling her cheeks with air and expelled the air through her nose before finally letting out the air within her cheeks. Without much care, Luna dropped her bags on the floor and walked to the locked window. Running her fingers over the sill, she pulled her hands away, wiping dust on her jeans. Attempting to open the window, she found that it was stuck fast. She tugged harder, trying to force the window up and let fresh air in. "Need help?" Luna jerked around upon hearing that baritone voice belonging to Rory. She said nothing and stepped aside proffering the window to the oldest Slippery. Rory walked to the window placing his hands under the window lock. "The trick is just to-" A harsh shove popped the window open, "-wiggle it." He stepped back with a small, yet proud smile. When he turned to look at her, Luna was looking out the window, a look that seemed dejected, lonely, and homesick. "I know it's not exactly Wales, but…" Rory trailed off, "Sorry. You must really hate it here."

Luna shrugged, "I don't hate it. Not completely. I mean… this isn't my first time in America. My dad, my other dad, I mean, is American." She glanced over at him, lingering for a while.

Rory was genuinely surprised, "So you're half-"

"American."

"That's fascinating!"

"Are you being sarcastic?" Luna questioned with that smart-mouth tone.

"No! Not at all!"

"I see you two are getting comfortable." Daniel shoved his head through the open door to glare at his older brother. "And without me!"

"Or me!" Edwin appeared behind Daniel. Both boys then proceeded to enter the room and crowd by the window.

Luna was quick to make a move for the door. "I'm going to go check on my dad." Within seconds, Luna had bolted from the room and was down the stairs.

"Oh great," Edwin complained; "Now she's gone."

"That's because you both are too intrusive and scared her off." Rory's irritated reply caused the younger siblings to look at him with indigence.

"Geez, Rory, since when were you such a dick?" Daniel answered with an obvious irritation.

Rory was firm and defensive, "I'm not being a dick. She's in a new country and needs to adjust. She doesn't need you sex maniacs going after her."

"Look who's talking! When you and Lucy were together, it non-stop sex!" Daniel shouted back.

Ianto opened his laptop initiating a video call with Tosh, Owen, and Gwen. "How are you Ianto?" Gwen asked.

"Tired…is there anything on Jack?"

Tosh shook her head, "Sorry, Ianto. But I was able to pinpoint the highest spike in Rift activity. It is right in the heart of New York City, more specifically, I've narrowed it down to a fifteen mile radius. Don't worry; the house you're staying at is five miles outside the radius. You guys are safe."

"No we're not." Ianto said softly, "Not until Jack is here." There was a thump of feet on the stairs. "I've got to go, Luna's coming." He shut the laptop and pulled out a few suits.

After hearing the boys arguing upstairs, Luna rushed into her father's room. Ianto was there already unpacking a few suits. He turned around to see his homesick daughter. "How are you?" The suits were placed on the bed, covering the laptop, before Ianto turned to his daughter.

Luna's facial expression beheld the saddest expression, even worse than when her father, his partner, had disappeared. "I want to go home." Ianto sighed and pulled her into a warm embrace.

"Luna, this is our home now. I know it's not something that you understand, but please, try to accept it."

"I'll try, but it doesn't mean that I'm going to enjoy it." Luna somberly responded, her voice muffled by Ianto's suit.

The first dinner that both families shared was, in an understatement, awkward. Filled with small talk from Estelle, Luna felt that everything was all wrong. Never the less, she endured the meaningless talk in hopes of appeasing her father. "So, how was the agency going?" Estelle addressed the question to Ianto.

"It's doing well, I'm going to see the new shop tomorrow afternoon." Ianto answered, "As soon as things are running smoothly, we'll find a flat and be out of your way."

Estelle shook her head, "It's no bother, no bother at all! You're welcome to stay as long as you like."

Daniel let off a predator smile, "Especially you." The grin was proffered at Luna who scooted her chair closer to Ianto. She gave his that look of "you creep" and "stay the hell away from me". Rory and Estelle shot Daniel a dirty look causing him to press his lips together.

The next morning Luna awoke to the sun shining in her eyes blinding her momentarily once she opened them. Groaning, she turned over so her back was to the sun blazing through the window's glass. She gave up on trying to go back to sleep once she remembered where she really was. She lay in her sleeping bag (beds hadn't been placed yet) staring at the white washed ceiling. Vaguely wondering what time it was, Luna rolled over on her stomach and let off another frustrated groan. "What am I doing here?" Luna thought of Cardiff and the travel agency. Then, without warning, Rory's face jumped into her mind. She shot upright in her sleeping bag, eyes widening with shock. "Why did I think of him!?" She shook her head and dismissed the thought. Luna wondered how Rory must've felt when he moved to America. Unlike her, he'd never been to America. "Well, I'm already living with him; I might as well make friends."

Rory found a new job at the local homeless shelter; similar to the one when he lived in Westminster. As he found a box of paper clips, he began to organize them by color and size, and then proceeded to create a long paper clip chain necklace. His thoughts began to wander and he found himself thinking about Luna. He felt sorry for her; she didn't have any siblings to keep her company like he did, and she probably left all her friends behind. "Wait! Why am I thinking about her?" Rory knew that he was a colossal womanizer and would love to have a girlfriend, but Luna? Dating her almost seemed unthinkable, but at the same time, he wanted to be more than just her friend. He wanted her to be…. Rory shook his head. She would never agree to be with him. After all, their first reception was not exactly what anyone would call… pleasant. Rory was suddenly aware of the faint clop of shoes that had begun to approach him. Figuring it was probably just some homeless person wandering he called out, "Can I help you with something?"

"I don't know, can you?"

"H-hello." The English boy was very surprised and sat up straighter in his swivel chair. Luna stood in front of him, her red hair pulled back into a ponytail, a few stray strands dusting the rest of her face.

A/N: Luna chooses to go by "Luna Jones" rather than "Harkness-Jones" because subconsciously she believes that Jack has just left and she does not want to have any ties with him.