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Dylan had enjoyed Christmas, the noise and bluster. Especially the laughter. Ianto made Dad smile and laugh a lot and it was nice to hear that again. Dylan found it easier to join in.

Also, it was nice to talk again. Ianto was so good at listening and always had time, listening and commenting to show he really did hear him and sometimes his arguments made sense. Dylan understood now that Mama and Daddy did still love each other and always will because only love makes someone special like a 'Dylan' but sometimes you can love more than one. Dylan had pondered this. Sort of like Daddy and Mama. And Ianto. Ianto was a parental, right?

"Ianto?"

"Dyls" Ianto looked up from the paperwork spread out on the coffee table, sliding back to make a lap which as super cool because Daddy didn't have laps much. Dylan clambered up and soon warm arms were holding him as Ianto's lips found some forehead that needed a kiss.

"Ianto, are you staying?" Dylan asked softly.

"Ah"

"I mean, Christmas is done and it's New Year's Eve in a few days. Will you be here for that?" Dylan asked and he looked up at Ianto with open need.

Ianto felt the twist in his gut as he looked down at the boy he already loved so much and he bit back a sigh that would give away his indecision. Despite how well things were going Ianto and Jack had not addressed this yet and he was unsure if the family needed him now. He had stopped the clock long ago, we all know there was not going to be a bill for his services here but he did wonder if Jack had considered the fact he was still here.

"We shall have to wait and see" Ianto whispered, also knowing the wish the little one had made, "Maybe I have to go home to sort a few things out."

"Can I come with?"

Ianto smiled as he saw the little fingers plucking at his shirt and he leaned in to kiss him again, "Tell you what. If Daddy has time maybe we can all go to mine and I can check my mail and stuff, yeah?"

Dylan lit up, "Yeah? We can go for a drive?"

"Sounds good" Jack said as he entered the room, "A car ride? Sorry Ianto, I never asked about that I guess you have a lot of stuff to sort if you are moving in here with us."

Ianto looked at Jack with surprise, "What? We never…I mean…here?"

Jack frowned, "Why not here. This is our home."

Ianto suddenly felt the weight in his lap and smiled at Dylan as he tried to keep his anger in check, gently lifting the child to his feet and rising from the chair "Right then. Let's do this now."

"Now?" Jack said with surprise, "But I have paperwork."

"Then do your work, Dylan and I can go to my house and do a few things then" Ianto felt a flare of anger and Jack hesitated, then shrugged as he wandered over to a table where he had some files stacked.

"Whatever"

"You know, cohabiting is a different prospect to simply conversing and a few sleepovers Jack" Ianto said once Dylan had left to get shoes on, "They say you never really know someone until you move in together. I had hoped the man I spoke with every day was the same man here. I fell in love with that man. I miss him a little bit lately. I've not changed, why have you?"

Jack swung with shock to find an empty room, the Jones-Hit-and-Run employed as Ianto was already walking over to Dylan and helping him with his laces by the outer door. Jack walked out to watch, then slid his boots on as Dylan looked up with glee, "Can you come after all Daddy?"

"Yes love" Jack sighed, "I've been a bit vacant, sorry. It sounds like fun."

Ianto didn't show any emotion as Jack climbed into the vehicle and Ianto drove them through town to an old section where there were still trees and a park. Dylan was against the window drinking it in, "Look! Is that a real drinking fountain? Look, they walk their doggies there. Look Daddy, look. A bike park too, I can ride a bike, wow…look! A picnic area too."

Ianto drove around the back of the park to a wooded area and Jack looked at the house with awe, the plush lawn, established gardens and huge trees behind the house like guards.

"WOW" Dylan gasped with glee, "It's like a real old castle thing."

"A manor" Ianto corrected softly, "Been in my family for nigh on eight generations. Yes, very old. Was once all fields but build up now. We still have this large plot though."

As the vehicle powered down and Dylan struggled with his belt Jack realised several things at once.

It was beautiful.

His son was in love.

It was huge.

It was Ianto's.

He had been trying to take Ianto away from all of this beauty to live in a high rise?

Finally he sighed and saw what Ianto had been trying to tell him.

Ianto was not the one who should be moving at all.

Right?