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The ride back to the hotel was in relative silence. The only sound was her occasional giggle as she texted one of her friends, no doubt making fun of Ianto and his stupid thought of marriage. Ianto simmered.

Arriving at the resort, she was first out, Ianto still a gentleman and as they all headed to their rooms her mother called out "Meet you in the casino dumpling."

Good.

Ianto headed to their room and as Lisa changed t go back out to meet up with her bloody mother he went into the bathroom and shut the door, sitting on the toilet to calmly and viciously cancel her credit cards…I mean… HIS credit cards she had hold of.

Then, after a moment of thinking, he cancelled the return flights for her and her family. And her fucking friends. Hah! He felt silly and excited as he trolled 'his' purchase history, found the resort and cancelled that too… oh boy. Yeah… let them come. Ha. He sat back and thought some more.

What next.

"See ya love."

Ianto looked at the door with incredulity. She really WAS going to make out that had not just happened, wasn't she. He rang his lawyer and began the process of evicting her from their home… HIS house.

He then rose and headed into the room and began to pack. Rhiannon entered and watched, then asked "Seriously? We're leaving?"

"Yeah. Don't worry… I booked you guys into the next one along the road, closer to that water park the kids were lusting after while looking at those brochures. Got ya an entire suite, like she told me I was not allowed to unless I got the same for her bloody family. Got you passes too. Go on, you move and have some fun without the fucking Hallett Fuckers looking down their noses. What the hell was I even thinking there?" Ianto said, closing his suitcase with a flourish "I am fucking out of here!"

Rhiannon rushed to get her family gone before the Hallets realized they had just been ghosted and Ianto carried his luggage to the counter, accepting the checkout bill for himself. He then smiled as he told the staff there were still a few things in the room… rooms. Those who had come with him might want to rebook the rooms… he didn't know. Not his problem. Not HIS family.

Then he got in the taxi and as he was pulling away, he could see Lisa stomping to the front desk with a look of confusion, no doubt about to ask to use the phone as the credit card she was trying to extract money from had been declined.

He sort of wished he could be there for the chaos but really… he was over all of it.

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"This is your Captain speaking, we are preparing to taxi to the runway for take-off. I am Captain Jack Harkness and my co-pilot today is Captain John Hart. Thank you for choosing to fly Torchwood Air."

It was not a cheap flight at this short notice, but it was the soonest one out of here and he did not care if it went to Timbuktu as long as he got gone before she realized that she had been cut off. Ianto settled back into the seat and tried to clear his mind, so much to do when he got home. So many things to cancel, remove or destroy. Oh, he might like the destroy part. He had no idea how many things she loved were in his name… that Porche she drove like the queen of fucking Sheba… oh yes. He might take to that with a sledge hammer.

Or buy a tank, just to drive over the pretty car in the driveway… gerrrrrrrroommmmm spoooooosh.

Ianto found himself grinning.

Well, think positive. Grandy always said that. He also said "If they try to fuck you over boy, take their fucking balls off while they are still trying to get it up."

Yeah.

He really missed Grandy.

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Ianto woke as the plane took a sharp dip, some calling out and an unmistakable Welsh voice called out "What the hell is he doing, hitting all the speed bumps?"

"Shut it, Gwen!"

Ianto opened his eyes and watched the poor flight attendant running along the aisle, her face flushed as she tried to placate the woman still complaining. He sat up and looked out the window at the clouds, the vastness of it and felt small. Insignificant. Gone. I mean… the plane could go down right now and they might never be found.

Shit. He when he was on the phone with the lawyer and he forgot to ask. Did his will…no. No. He hadn't done it yet. Everything still went to Rhiannon, he was gonna add Lisa after the ring was on the finger. That's right. Fine. Continue the crash my good man.

"Sorry about that folks, we are having some atmospheric interference" the warm voce of the captain came over the speaker system "Looks like we are being asked to divert to another airport to sit this out, no need for alarm. We are on the outside of this, those poor buggers inside the area are having a much worse time."

"Great" a voice said from somewhere with a sarcastic tone.

Ianto found himself grinning as the plane took another nosedive, everyone screaming as he laughed softly to himself like it was a ride at an amusement park.

Then they were landing, the place they landed clearly the middle of Hicksville with plane after plane landing around them. In the end there were eighteen passenger panes on the tarmac and hundreds of people now grounded.

"I need to get off"

"Gwen shut up."

"I am Heddlu, I can help!"

"Look ya silly bitch" the cockney sarcasm seemed to fill the cabin "I don't think we are in Wales so… they will not even know what Heddlu is. More likely, we are somewhere that has their own law keepers."

"How dare you speak to me like that. Rhys, tell him…"

"Shut up Gwen."

Ianto let his head fall back against the seat and decided he didn't care what happened next. Sort of like an adventure really.

Could be worse.

He HAD seen the TV show Lost.

He was half-pie expecting the smoke monster next.