Summary Jack watches his family
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Flashback
Parachute
Jack smiled as he watched his husband and son together. Jack never thought he could have this with Ianto after the 456. But Ianto proved him wrong, as he always does. God, that man was amazing. He survived and fought on. And then he found out the was pregnant Even when he was pregnant, he wanted to be out in the field, protecting Jack. It lead to a lot of fights with Martha. They were both too stubborn. Ianto didn't talk to Jack for a week after finding out he was pregnant. God, Jack still remembered that week.
Jack spat out the coffee he was drinking.
"Ianto, is this de-caff?"
"Yep. You knocked me up Jack, without any warning. If I have to drink de-caff for nine months, so do you."
Jack stared at a glaring, hormonal Ianto. He laughed nervously.
"Of course love."
Jack shivered at that memory. In those nine months everone found out just how bad an angry Ianto was. But all the same, Ianto was scared. Men didn't get pregnant in the twenty first century. As Gwen often said, only in Torchwood.
"Ianto, don't cry."
"I'm pregnant Jack. I'm a man and I'm pregnant. It's not....it's just. What am I going to do?"
"You're not alone. I'm here. I'll be your....parachute."
"Parachute Jack?"
"Yeah, your support. It's my kid too you know."
"I know. I love you Jack."
"I love you too Ianto. Do I still have to drink de-caff?"
"YES!"
"Ok."
Ianto still called Jack his parachute to this day, which Jack hated. Still Jack woldn't change anything for the world. But Jack wold always catch Ianto, no matter what. He smiled as Ianto placed Ifan in his crib. Ifan Owen Harkness. The world's most adorable baby, once Gwen didn't hear him saying that. Jack walked into the room and wrapped an arm around Ianto's waist.
"I want another one."
"Jack, Ifan's not even a year old. Let's wait, yeah?"
"Fine. I love you Ianto."
"I love you too Jack. But I need sleep. Come on."
As they lay in bed, Ianto's head resting over Jack's heat, Jack thought about his life. Torchwood was rebuilt and Martha and Lois were working there now. Rhys helped out sometimes. They were a family. Jack came back for Ianto, but now, he'd never leave again. He'd stay in Wales forever. It was a windy country. Ianto needed his parachute and Jack , well, Jack just needed his Ianto.
A/N I decided to write something happy after my last Janto oneshot. And you might think this is a bit weird, but it was influenced by one of my most favourite songs ever: Take a Parachute by Something Happens, an Irish band. Listen to the song. It's awesome. I listened to it while writing, so maybe you should listen to it reading it. R&R please :D