Okay, so I don't own TW or Dr Who, and this sequel will come in around 4 parts. Enjoy.
Part 1
Sighing, Ianto surveyed the room before him. It had taken three months, but the seven-bedroomed house was finally ready to be lived in. Rhys, Owen, Tommy, Tammy and Tosh had helped him move all his family's stuff whilst Tim and Harry had helped Jack with the kids and watched the rift.
Jack only thought the house had five bedrooms: one for each child and the master suite for Ianto and himself. However, Ianto had fallen in love with the old Victorian building, and had snatched it up after a week of house-hunting. He'd had to do renovations, and Rhys had been a god-send for those, but the house would very quickly become a home.
"Jack," Ianto said once Jack had picked up his phone, "it's ready. Come home." He then hung up and went to wait. The house was five minutes from the Hub; closer than Ianto's old flat.
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Jack pulled up, wide eyed, to his new home. H turned to Frankie and said "I think your Tad's outdone himself."
Frankie grinned and struggled, trying to undo his seatbelt so he could run out to explore. Jack jumped out of the car and opened the door for him. "Thanks Papa." He said before dashing off to the front door.
Jack lifted Becca from the car next, and set her in the pushchair he'd managed to quickly open up. Next, he placed Tanwen behind her, in the baby-section, before lifting Gethin's baby carrier out. He looped his arm through Geth's baby carrier before pushing the buggy up the path. He could hear Frankie's squeals of delight as he approached the open door, and felt his breath taken away as he entered the large house.
"It's beautiful." He whispered to Ianto as his husband came and took Gethin from him.
Jack lifted Becca and Tan from the pushchair and, carrying a daughter in each arm, he explored the home.
"The kids' bedrooms are this way." Ianto said, leading Jack up the stairs. "Frankie has his own room, but I put the twins and Becca in the same room. When Becca's three, she can move into her own room. The twins will also be able to move into their own rooms when they turn three."
Jack smiled; they had planned that after the twins were born. It was why they'd looked for a five bedroom house.
"There are five bedrooms on this level." Ianto said, before he smirked and said "And two on the next level up."
"Seven bedrooms?" Jack asked incredulously. "What will we do with seven bedrooms?"
"Well, four for the children: the younger three's bedrooms can be guest rooms for the moment. One permanent guest room for my family and one for any adult who needs to crash here, be it Martha or her family visiting, or one of the team, who've babysat. Or, we could hire nanny in a few years, and it could be hers."
"Or his." Jack added with a grin. "I love the idea."
Ianto smirked and said "I know you would." He paused outside a green door. "This is the nursery."
Ianto pushed the door open and allowed Jack to step inside. Jack smiled softly. Three oak cots stood in a line, with gold lettering above each, declaring whose the cot was. Each cot was different, unique, but still matching the two large chests of drawers. The room was painted a soft moss-green, and the ceiling was blue-black with tiny glow-in-the-dark stars. One wall was painted with rolling hills and a light blue sky. Animals were painted in fine detail, and a patch of trees were seen in the distance.
The mural was beautiful, but the thing that finally made Jack release a tear of happiness was the photo that hung in the middle of the fourth wall. It was the professional picture they'd had taken two week after Tanwen and Gethin were born. Ianto and Jack had dressed down, in jeans and a blue and red top respectively. Frankie had insisted on wearing a kiddie-version of Jack's attire, and Becca was in a pair of blue dungarees and a red top. Gethin wore a blue all-in-one, and Tanwen wore a red one, and both twins had been awake and gurgling as the photo was taken.
"It's perfect, Ianto." Jack said reverently.
Ianto smiled and kissed Jack before placing Gethin in his cot. He then took Tanwen from Jack and repeated the action. Jack carried Becca around the room, showing her everything, whispering every now and then "Do you feel that, Becca-ling? Tad did a good job, huh?"
When he'd finished the touch-tour, he said in the centre of the room and closed his eyes, hands on Becca's face. Becca's hands came to frame his face, and Jack hummed. In his mind, he saw his daughter standing before him, and mind-whispered Let me show you, Becca. And he proceeded to visualize the bedroom, textures and colour identical to the room his body sat in. Becca, who appear in his mind as a ten year old, wandered around, touching everything before she turned to her Papa and smiled blindingly. Tell Tad I love it, she said.
Jack opened his eyes and smiled. "She loves the room, Ianto." He then looked down at his daughter and saw her drifting off to sleep; using her powers that precisely could still tire her out, for all that she appeared to have such great control. He stood and set her in her cot before kissing his three babies on their forehead. He then went to Ianto and pulled him from the room.
"I noticed the CCTV" he said "You are simply amazing, Mr Harkness-Jones." He then softly kissed his husband. "Now," he said after pulling away, "show me our home."
Ianto showed Jack around, and when they finally made it to the bedroom, it was suppertime, so they had to postpone and christenings that they'd hoped would occur. Oh well, that's life with kids.
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Their second night at their new home was spent having a team dinner. All seven members were there, and Owen had brought Maddie along – she knew about the team, and what they did. Jack had decided she was trustworthy when they'd first been introduced to them, in the centre of Tesco's.
The night was a resounding success and Tim, Harry and Maddie (the only people who hadn't seen it complete) declared that it would evermore hold dream-home status in their lives. Tim held Harry's hand during the film they'd put on, which had caused Jack to smirked self-satisfactorily. Ianto merely rolled his eyes and whispered to Jack, unable to pass up the opportunity to wipe that smirk off Jack's lips, "Next stop, Rhiannon. Then onwards to my parents."
Paling, Jack whispered back "Can't we wait?"
Ianto smirked in reply "Jack, I do believe that by turning up with four kids, all above the age of three months, and my husband of over a year will be shock enough. If we left it any longer, they'd kill me."
"I'm so glad you only need to meet Alice and Stephen. My parents would have wept when they met you. Dad said, before he died, that he didn't see me introducing him to my partner, let alone children. But, then again, this was when I was ten."
"So, tomorrow we visit Rhi?" Ianto asked.
Sighing and having to push past his fear, Jack nodded.
"And Monday, my parents are coming over here." Ianto added, pressing a kiss to the side of Jack's head. Jack flinched and glared before saying "Fine, but Alice is bringing Stephen on Tuesday."
"You guys have a busy week." Tosh stated. "Maybe we should all go home now. You'll need your sleep."
Smiling gratefully, Jack and Ianto bid farewell to their guests before checking on the four children and slipping into bed. Jack kissed Ianto softly and whispered "I really am excited about meeting your family; I just don't want them to reject you because of me."
"They wouldn't. My Mam and Tad will dote on the kids, and love you. Rhi won't be able to take her eyes off of you, and she'll be all maternal with the kids. Johnny may tease, but he's a nice bloke, and their kids will accept you."
Jack hoped just Ianto was right.
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Sunday came, and Jack dressed down. Breakfast was the normal chaotic affair, with Jack feeding Tanwen as Ianto fed Gethin, and Frankie helped Becca feed herself. The family were finally dressed and ready to go at 10am, an hour late, but Jack had to change twice, when Tanwen and then Gethin vomited on him. He ended up wearing a pair of old jeans, a white undershirt and one of his light blue shirts, unbuttoned to make it look more casual.
They were in their pearl-black Nissan QashQai+2 within twenty minutes of Jack's final change. Jack was driving and Ianto sat in the very back with Becca beside him. Frankie was in the front, and the twins were in the middle, which allowed Ianto to watch them as Jack drove cautiously. Jack always drove cautiously when they had the kids in the car; it's as though Jack Harkness-Jones, the Papa of four, was a completely different man to the Captain Jack Harkness of Torchwood. Ianto mused as he played with his adopted daughter. Or maybe he just realises that going that fast isn't good for the children. He paused, smiling wryly as he remembered the spaceship incident a couple of weeks ago, where he and Frankie had fixed and hijacked an old spaceship that was in the archives. They'd zoomed into the Hub, beaming with identical grins, and scared Myfanwy back into her nest. Or not he thought wryly.
They arrived at Rhiannon's an hour and fifteen minutes after they were expected, and before either man could jump out of the vehicle, Rhiannon rushed from the house with an angry expression on her face. "IANTO JONES, YOU BETTER HAVE A DAMN GOOD REASON FOR…" She trailed off as she noticed the four children in the car, three of which had burst into tears, whilst the fourth and the driver were attempting to smother their laughter. Ianto sat in the back, flame red and trying to quiet the bawling babies.
Seeing his partner's struggles, Jack unfastened Frankie and jumped out. Frankie climbed out carefully before jumping in the back, beside Becca and Ianto, who climbed out and went to Tanwen and pulled her out of her car seat. Jack, on the other side, was already soothing Gethin. As Tanwen began to settle once more, Ianto went to his still-shocked sister and said "Rhi, I'd like you to meet my family. This is my husband, Jack, and our children; Frankie, Becca, Geth and Tan."
"You…your family?" Rhi said, pale before she said in a hushed shout "Ianto Jones, why the hell didn't you come and tell me before. I could have at least had some warning that you had kids."
"You don't seem surprised that I have a husband." Ianto said as he turned to watch Jack as he handed Geth to Frankie before climbing in to the back and lifting Becca out. She was still sobbing slightly, so, as Frankie clutched Gethin tight, Jack rocked his oldest daughter. She reached out to touch his cheek, and they simultaneously closed their eyes just as Rhiannon said "Well, my friend, Suzie: she said she saw you last week, down at a fancy restaurant. She said you were with some bloke, so I said it must have been a business meeting, but then she said that no girl was getting their feet under that table. Then I said you never told me you'd gone bender, but Suzie, you see, never lies. Brutally honest, she is."
"Our first wedding anniversary dinner, probably." Ianto said absently as he watched as Jack and Becca opened their eyes, and Jack nodded to Ianto – Becca was okay – before he continued more aware of what he was saying "Anyway, I haven't recently had a chance to get hold of you. It's been so busy, what with the kids and work and moving, and I really didn't think you'd appreciate it if I simply told you over the phone."
"Do Mam and Tad know?"
"Not yet. They're coming over tomorrow. If you want to, and David and Mica get on with Frankie, you can come 'round too."
"Trying to ease the way?" Rhi queried, to which Ianto nodded before saying "So how would you like to hold your niece?"
Rhi grinned and all but snatched Tanwen from Ianto in excitement. Ianto then went to relieve Frankie of Gethin before he took Jack's free hand in his and pulled him to Rhiannon, who was cooing at their daughter. "Rhi, Jack. Jack, Rhiannon."
Jack smiled awkwardly before audibly sighing in relief as Rhiannon grinned.
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The day with Rhiannon's family went quickly, and Jack was accepted by Johnny as soon as he walked in. David, Mica and Frankie got on like a house on fire, after, at least, the very awkward question of "Why's his accent so funny?" from the ever-tactless four year old Mica. Luckily, it had been Jack to the rescue with "Frankie, Becca their Mama and I all come from a faraway place that speaks a different language. Frankie's not used to English or Welsh yet, so he hasn't yet lost his accent."
"Why do you speak with an American accent then?" David's question closely followed, and Jack had grinned and said "My parents moved to New York for ten years of my childhood. I learnt English there, and developed the accent to fit in."
After the accent questions were settled, the two Davies children happily went off and played with Frankie.
"So Frankie and Becca are yours?" Rhiannon asked.
"Yeah," Jack said easily, "my partner and I split before I knew she was pregnant with Becca. I didn't want to, but I had to move here for a job, or declared bankruptcy. Their Mama didn't want to leave, so we divorced, and I sent her regular pay checks. I…We," He said gripping Ianto's hand "only found out she died the day before the twins were born. Their Grandma sent them on the first flight to me."
"So in the same day, you gained four children." Johnny said with awe.
Ianto nodded and said sardonically "It was a shock, having Frankie, and Becca, who neither Jack nor I knew about, arrive on your doorstep the same day your surrogate, who also happens to be your sister-in-law gives birth to twins."
Jack and Ianto flashed a relieved look to each other as they saw Rhi and Johnny accept their story.
By the end of the evening, Frankie was grouchy, Becca was stroppy, the twins were out cold, and the men were exhausted. They left quickly and tucked the children into bed before the fell into their own, devoid of any energy required to do more than kiss goodnight and snuggle before falling into a deep sleep.
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