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Ianto stirred in the bed and moaned as he checked the alarm clock, sitting silently glaring back.
Then he heard what had woken him and he sat up with surprise, reaching out to shake Jack.
"Whaaaa thaaaa fuuuuu…."
"Shush!" Ianto demanded, then Jack heard it and sat up, cursing as he slid to the edge of the bed and reached for his pants as Ianto leapt into his own, turning to throw a t-shirt at Jack while forcing his feet into shoes.
He was running through the house, banging on John's door, then Bets' as he headed for the front door.
He opened it and looked at the downpour that had been going for days …. Like …. A week.
The fire siren wailed again, short bursts.
"EVERYBODY GET THE FUCK UP!" Ianto roared as he sped back inside, "Bets, children! John, go next door and wake Connor and Em, we need Em in here with Bets while we head into town to help sandbag, fucking MOVE!"
The village was flooding, their worst fears were realized as his lovely village was starting to flood and Ianto was in high gear.
"Connor, Em! You both need to open every chalet, check they are ready for people and get the emergency crates out of the blue storage shed, one to a chalet and we need fresh milk in each bar fridge as well!" Ianto swung and looked at Stephen, "You! Get better shoes on, you need sandshoes and good thick socks so if your feet go underwater the wool will keep them warm, the wet shoes won't rub and the shoes will still grip. You are big enough to help in the village with evacuations."
Stephen's whoop of delight was still echoing as Walter huffed.
"Walt, help Connor prepare for the people coming. Babs and Bethy! I need you both to help with the babies, you know the best ways to keep them quiet." Ianto knelt to address the two clasping one another nervously, "You are such wonderful mummies, I need mummies now. There will be other children coming who will be scared, wet and confused. Remember the drills and help get the bags of spare clothes from the lost property room."
Ianto then accepted the wet weather gear from Jack and nodded to Jack and John as they headed out.
Ianto rang Owen, "Owen, the village is in flood and we are moving to evacuate who we can to the Chalets where it's high ground. I don't know what's happening so can Tosh please get onto the Civil Defense Website and check for me, switching to Bluetooth."
Ianto strode into the village and the Fire Chief turned as he heard him wading through the water, giving orders as he approached, Jack's voice faintly heard as he took over the sandbagging.
"Herb, this is fucking bad!" Ianto started as he came level, "This is a weather bomb that had just started, the projected outlook is another eight hours of this downpour."
"Ah fuck!" Herb wailed, looking around, "This is not working."
"We're going to fail" Ianto said softly as he sighed and rubbed his face, "This is not working."
A sound had them turning and it was John, gleefully maneuvering a digger through the water towards them and Ianto smiled as he motioned, "The Garden! Dig up the roundabout first, I want walls the height of my waist around every doorway!"
John nodded as he swung the huge bucket and dug deep into the large roundabout that centered the town, then rolling to the nearest house and dumping the dirt.
"Shovels! Come on, we sandbag along the outside of the dirt so it's not washed away, we let the dirt hold the bags and they won't wash away either!" Jack roared as several people waded over to start placing down the bags with Stephen lugging a bag too.
"The lower end is done for" Ianto sighed sadly, "We need to evacuate them now, I need .. ah."
Manny waved from the tractor as he swung the trailer unit past and down towards the lower end of the village, Ianto already wading over to grab the handles of the tractor to stand in the running boards.
John looked over from the cab of the digger and grinned as the lush Welshman powered past.
What a god.