Intro - Baby
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Christine Harkness looked into the eyes of her newborn son.
"Look, Robert! He's opened his eyes!"
"Oh, thank you, Doctor Smith."
Her husband grasped her hand, a ridiculously wide grin on his face, "What will we call him?" She touched her head to her child's. "Jack. His name will be Jack, and he will always be able to talk to us. He will always be loved and cared for. He can be whatever he wants, and do whatever he wants, express whatever he wants."
Hr husband gently squeezed her hand. "Jack I a fine name for a young lad like this. And you are right – Jack will be cared for and nurtured for as long as we are on this earth."
Jack Harkness laughed, a sweet, innocent, happy gurgle.
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Two Days Later
"The last child, thank God." The Welshwoman smiled. "He is absolutely adorable."
Her husband wasn't there – he had an important business meeting. "Thank you, Doctor Smith. He is a wonderful baby. I'll take good care of him."
"I'm sure you will, Mrs. Jones. I was just wondering – what will you call him?"
"Ianto. Ianto Carwynn Jones. "
Ianto smiled a knowing smile, like he knew what was coming in his life.
Because, even though his life would be filled with tragedies, unhappiness and broken promises, he would be loved.
He would be labeled heretic, demonic, different, but he would be loved.
First chapter – hope you liked it! As always, constructive criticism is always welcomed. Please tell me what I'm doing wrong… or it won't get any better.