Mica- September 3rd, 2014
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ericadawn16Title: But Time Didn’t Stop
Characters: Mica, Rhi, David Jack/Ianto
Rated: PG-13 ANGST COE
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Mica confronts her mum about what she discovered about Ianto.
Author's Note: Starts after COE.
Previous Segment: August 19th, 2014, Part Two
Masterlist: http://ericadawn16.livejournal.com/63337.html
September 3rd, 2014
Ever since Mica had started school, all her teachers either already had David or knew all about him and expected her to be the same. She just wanted to be her own person and she realized that the more she rebelled against being like David, the more she might be becoming just like Ianto. There was so much she didn’t know about him and with forty minutes left in class, she had plenty of time to keep reading. It turns out his comment to the judge earned him four weeks at Feltham in London.
Prison? Her mum had definitely never mentioned that. Upon his release, he finished out school and went right to work rather than college; ten jobs in five years. How come her mum had never mentioned any of this? All they heard were the details that didn’t really mean anything. Here, on this public website, were the things that proved he was human and not the almost saint that her mum made him out to be.
The article continued that when he was twenty-one, he was hired by a Temp agency who loaned him out to HC Clements that hired him. He stayed there for almost two years before the Battle of Canary Wharf.
There was no way my uncle was involved in a battle, thought Mica because the smiling young man in the video didn’t seem like the sort. Although he also didn’t seem the type to cuss out a judge. The link for HC Clements was simply a page holder, but there was one for the Battle of Canary Wharf with a disclaimer at the beginning: This article's factual accuracy is disputed. Please see the relevant discussion on the talk page. According to this, a group of terrorists had entered the building, sealed the building and went on a rampage although the employees had fought back. She wondered if that was the part that was inaccurate although the bottom of the article suggested an alternate theory involving aliens.
Aliens…that sounded familiar which was crazy although that thing when she was little was about aliens, maybe that was the explanation. Mica clicked back to her uncle’s entry and read how he moved to Cardiff where he was soon hired by Jack. They married on March 20, 2009 although it was not revealed publically until after her uncle’s death.
Her mum had told her and her brother over and over that he had died to save them yet she didn’t quite understand how. She clicked on the term, Incident at Thames House with the same disclaimer about errors within.
It read that on June 1st, 2009, aliens who referred to themselves as the 456 made contact and demanded a personal meeting with leaders of earth. To facilitate this, a box was built to replicate their home environment with specific gasses, including cyanide. During that meeting, the 456 demanded ten percent of the children of the world. Many agencies and civil servants worked together to form an alternate plan. Tragically, on June 4th, the pipes, pumping the gasses into the aliens’ tank, backed up into the air conditioning. The poisonous gasses filled the entire building within minutes and killed all seventy-nine people inside.
It didn’t make sense. Her uncle died from a stupid malfunction? Why would her mum have said he died to save them?
Something wafted through the recesses of her brain, like a dream but it felt more like a memory. She stood on the stairs and her mum was arguing with a man who wasn't her father. Had that been Jack?
As she continued to read the article, she read how the 456 were asked to leave by a boy so they did. Then, days later the boy and his mum died in a car accident. Neither the boy nor his mum had pages. She wondered which facts were less than true. Maybe that wasn’t how her uncle died after all. Not that she was going to ask her mum about that and make her cry again.
Then, she clicked on Jack’s blue name and realized that her uncle being married to him appeared to be the only reason why he had a page in the first place. Jack’s page contained a disclaimer that was becoming very familiar and she could see why. The article was a lot longer than the one for Ianto. It claimed that Jack was born in the 19th century and participated in both world wars. One paragraph even claimed that he was involved in a government agency that dealt with aliens.
Aliens, they kept showing up time and again. With only ten minutes left, it was time to leave Wiki and check out the crazier, personal web pages.
Mica suppressed a sigh as she read them. They had no new information on his death except that government had wanted to turn the kids over to the 456. Had that been the reason behind the spy game her parents and Mrs. Williams had them play? They had been hiding from the army who wanted to give them over? A vague memory of soldiers entered her mind from somewhere. However, these people claimed her uncle worked for something called Torchwood; the government agency dealing with aliens that Jack’s page alluded to. The fact that her uncle was involved in at least one incident with aliens and possibly two with Canary Wharf made her inclined to believe them. Then, she saw the photos; there was at least one of Jack for every decade from 1890s until 2009 and he looked just about the same in every picture.
How could that be? The internet people had their own ideas. They reported that he was immortal except it wasn’t just Mica and her family that hadn’t seen him in five years, no one had. It was like he’d dropped off the face of the planet and a couple guessed he’d done exactly that, hitching a ride on a spaceship.
She wanted to call them nutters and dismiss it all, but she couldn’t…she’d seen the dinosaur. The last confirmed photo of Jack was November 28, 2009 as he stood on a sidewalk in London. Mica couldn’t help comparing that picture with one of him from World War One. The Jack from nearly a hundred years ago was cocky with a huge grin and looked like the kind of guy her mum wouldn’t let near her while the one from five years ago appeared to have a pensive expression, his eyes were sad and he seemed beaten.
Was that all her uncle’s doing? Had he turned the cocky guy into a shadow of his former self?
If that’s what love did, she wasn’t sure she wanted it. The kind of love between her parents seemed fine where they kissed and sometimes, he’d do the dishes or something, but this other type where love could appear to destroy a person…it didn’t seem worth it.
That night at dinner, the eleven-year-old wasn’t hungry. Her fork pushed around the various vegetables and meat as the questions raced through her head. Was Jack on another planet or something right now? Was he immortal? Did her mum even know anything about him? About Torchwood? Was her uncle part of Torchwood? How did her uncle die? Did he fight aliens? Why did they fall in love? Was there a wedding? Why did she never tell them anything?
“You never told us Uncle Ianto got arrested,” she stated after a lull in conversation. Her mum’s bite stopped in midair, her dad gave her a look and David wore a curious expression.
“That was a really long time ago,” the woman spoke and put the bite in her mouth.
“But he used the “f” word to a judge,” Mica pointed out and her mum’s brown eyes narrowed.
“How did you find that out?” she asked.
“It was on the internet,” the girl responded as her brother questioned, “Really? He did that?”
Her mum pursed her lips and her dad folded his arms.
“Yes, he did,” she confirmed, “and then he had to go to that place because of it.”
“Prison,” Mica supplied for her while wondering if her brother’s blue eyes could get any bigger.
“It’s not prison…not anymore,” her mum said with annoyance, “They’re called young offender institutions.”
“Wow,” the boy exclaimed, “I never thought he’d be capable of any of that. I thought he was one of those dull, suit-wearing office people.”
“Now, I don’t want you two getting ideas,” the woman spoke and their dad took one of her hands, “That was a horrible time. Between your nan being sick, your uncle and granddad were not getting on at all and he was getting into all sorts and then arrested and sent to that place…and me being afraid that your granddad would kill him as soon as he came out, I was stressed to no end. I thought I’d end up having David too early because of it.”
“Is that why I was born a month early?” her brother questioned and she nodded.
“Your dad nearly had a row with him over it,” her mum explained, “but your uncle ended up moving in with us for a few months until he got his own place.”
With that, she started gathering up the dishes and they knew dinner was over.
August 14th, 2015
Characters: Mica, Rhi, David Jack/Ianto
Rated: PG-13 ANGST COE
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Mica confronts her mum about what she discovered about Ianto.
Author's Note: Starts after COE.
Previous Segment: August 19th, 2014, Part Two
Masterlist: http://ericadawn16.livejournal.com/63337.html
September 3rd, 2014
Ever since Mica had started school, all her teachers either already had David or knew all about him and expected her to be the same. She just wanted to be her own person and she realized that the more she rebelled against being like David, the more she might be becoming just like Ianto. There was so much she didn’t know about him and with forty minutes left in class, she had plenty of time to keep reading. It turns out his comment to the judge earned him four weeks at Feltham in London.
Prison? Her mum had definitely never mentioned that. Upon his release, he finished out school and went right to work rather than college; ten jobs in five years. How come her mum had never mentioned any of this? All they heard were the details that didn’t really mean anything. Here, on this public website, were the things that proved he was human and not the almost saint that her mum made him out to be.
The article continued that when he was twenty-one, he was hired by a Temp agency who loaned him out to HC Clements that hired him. He stayed there for almost two years before the Battle of Canary Wharf.
There was no way my uncle was involved in a battle, thought Mica because the smiling young man in the video didn’t seem like the sort. Although he also didn’t seem the type to cuss out a judge. The link for HC Clements was simply a page holder, but there was one for the Battle of Canary Wharf with a disclaimer at the beginning: This article's factual accuracy is disputed. Please see the relevant discussion on the talk page. According to this, a group of terrorists had entered the building, sealed the building and went on a rampage although the employees had fought back. She wondered if that was the part that was inaccurate although the bottom of the article suggested an alternate theory involving aliens.
Aliens…that sounded familiar which was crazy although that thing when she was little was about aliens, maybe that was the explanation. Mica clicked back to her uncle’s entry and read how he moved to Cardiff where he was soon hired by Jack. They married on March 20, 2009 although it was not revealed publically until after her uncle’s death.
Her mum had told her and her brother over and over that he had died to save them yet she didn’t quite understand how. She clicked on the term, Incident at Thames House with the same disclaimer about errors within.
It read that on June 1st, 2009, aliens who referred to themselves as the 456 made contact and demanded a personal meeting with leaders of earth. To facilitate this, a box was built to replicate their home environment with specific gasses, including cyanide. During that meeting, the 456 demanded ten percent of the children of the world. Many agencies and civil servants worked together to form an alternate plan. Tragically, on June 4th, the pipes, pumping the gasses into the aliens’ tank, backed up into the air conditioning. The poisonous gasses filled the entire building within minutes and killed all seventy-nine people inside.
It didn’t make sense. Her uncle died from a stupid malfunction? Why would her mum have said he died to save them?
Something wafted through the recesses of her brain, like a dream but it felt more like a memory. She stood on the stairs and her mum was arguing with a man who wasn't her father. Had that been Jack?
As she continued to read the article, she read how the 456 were asked to leave by a boy so they did. Then, days later the boy and his mum died in a car accident. Neither the boy nor his mum had pages. She wondered which facts were less than true. Maybe that wasn’t how her uncle died after all. Not that she was going to ask her mum about that and make her cry again.
Then, she clicked on Jack’s blue name and realized that her uncle being married to him appeared to be the only reason why he had a page in the first place. Jack’s page contained a disclaimer that was becoming very familiar and she could see why. The article was a lot longer than the one for Ianto. It claimed that Jack was born in the 19th century and participated in both world wars. One paragraph even claimed that he was involved in a government agency that dealt with aliens.
Aliens, they kept showing up time and again. With only ten minutes left, it was time to leave Wiki and check out the crazier, personal web pages.
Mica suppressed a sigh as she read them. They had no new information on his death except that government had wanted to turn the kids over to the 456. Had that been the reason behind the spy game her parents and Mrs. Williams had them play? They had been hiding from the army who wanted to give them over? A vague memory of soldiers entered her mind from somewhere. However, these people claimed her uncle worked for something called Torchwood; the government agency dealing with aliens that Jack’s page alluded to. The fact that her uncle was involved in at least one incident with aliens and possibly two with Canary Wharf made her inclined to believe them. Then, she saw the photos; there was at least one of Jack for every decade from 1890s until 2009 and he looked just about the same in every picture.
How could that be? The internet people had their own ideas. They reported that he was immortal except it wasn’t just Mica and her family that hadn’t seen him in five years, no one had. It was like he’d dropped off the face of the planet and a couple guessed he’d done exactly that, hitching a ride on a spaceship.
She wanted to call them nutters and dismiss it all, but she couldn’t…she’d seen the dinosaur. The last confirmed photo of Jack was November 28, 2009 as he stood on a sidewalk in London. Mica couldn’t help comparing that picture with one of him from World War One. The Jack from nearly a hundred years ago was cocky with a huge grin and looked like the kind of guy her mum wouldn’t let near her while the one from five years ago appeared to have a pensive expression, his eyes were sad and he seemed beaten.
Was that all her uncle’s doing? Had he turned the cocky guy into a shadow of his former self?
If that’s what love did, she wasn’t sure she wanted it. The kind of love between her parents seemed fine where they kissed and sometimes, he’d do the dishes or something, but this other type where love could appear to destroy a person…it didn’t seem worth it.
That night at dinner, the eleven-year-old wasn’t hungry. Her fork pushed around the various vegetables and meat as the questions raced through her head. Was Jack on another planet or something right now? Was he immortal? Did her mum even know anything about him? About Torchwood? Was her uncle part of Torchwood? How did her uncle die? Did he fight aliens? Why did they fall in love? Was there a wedding? Why did she never tell them anything?
“You never told us Uncle Ianto got arrested,” she stated after a lull in conversation. Her mum’s bite stopped in midair, her dad gave her a look and David wore a curious expression.
“That was a really long time ago,” the woman spoke and put the bite in her mouth.
“But he used the “f” word to a judge,” Mica pointed out and her mum’s brown eyes narrowed.
“How did you find that out?” she asked.
“It was on the internet,” the girl responded as her brother questioned, “Really? He did that?”
Her mum pursed her lips and her dad folded his arms.
“Yes, he did,” she confirmed, “and then he had to go to that place because of it.”
“Prison,” Mica supplied for her while wondering if her brother’s blue eyes could get any bigger.
“It’s not prison…not anymore,” her mum said with annoyance, “They’re called young offender institutions.”
“Wow,” the boy exclaimed, “I never thought he’d be capable of any of that. I thought he was one of those dull, suit-wearing office people.”
“Now, I don’t want you two getting ideas,” the woman spoke and their dad took one of her hands, “That was a horrible time. Between your nan being sick, your uncle and granddad were not getting on at all and he was getting into all sorts and then arrested and sent to that place…and me being afraid that your granddad would kill him as soon as he came out, I was stressed to no end. I thought I’d end up having David too early because of it.”
“Is that why I was born a month early?” her brother questioned and she nodded.
“Your dad nearly had a row with him over it,” her mum explained, “but your uncle ended up moving in with us for a few months until he got his own place.”
With that, she started gathering up the dishes and they knew dinner was over.
August 14th, 2015
