Series: Journey
Title: Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
McRaider
Summary: Jack Harkness meets Mom and Dad Jones and the rest of the family.
Author's Note: This takes place roughly six months after Innocence Lost. It doesn't really include any of the team members because it's a focus on Ianto, Jack and their relationship as well as the relationship with the family.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ianto and Jack, however since the rest of the Jones family is currently not canon I do claim them.
Children: Carys (The eldest Jones child) has three sons: Patrick, Daniel and Cameron. Aeryn (the next Jones child) has been deceased since 2002. Sean is the third Jones son and has three children: Billie, Katie and Chistopher, then there's Ianto and Livi

Chapter One:

The chill was in the air, but Ianto Jones and Jack Harkness were curled up in their bed in the flat they'd been sharing for just over six months. Ianto was a morning person, and always had been. By age ten, he'd wake up ever morning and make coffee from everyone in his family.

Jack, on the other hand, was as far from a morning person as anyone could get. At his best Jack was monosyllabic before his first cup of coffee, staggering around with his hair standing up in every direction.

Weekends were Ianto's favorite, if Jack fell asleep and remained asleep, Ianto would get up and make a large breakfast. Jack would eventually pull himself out of bed, grab a cup of coffee and join Ianto for breakfast. Then they'd both enjoy a long leisurely shower.

Ianto lay there for a moment, enjoying the warmth radiating from Jack. He smiled; in an hour they'd depart for his parent's house, where they'd spend the rest of today, Christmas Eve and Christmas day with his parents and siblings. The trip was about two and a half hours, and Ianto had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Ianto's smile turned into a full out grin when he thought about the initial phone call just over two weeks ago. His mother had called late one night; Jack had still been at work.

"Oh good! You're home!" His mother's lovely voice rang through his ear.

Ianto felt a smile grace his handsome features as he sat down on his couch, sprawling out and put the phone to his ear. "Hello mam, how was Sunday Lunch?"

"Lovely sweetheart, we missed you, in fact that's why I'm calling. I was hoping you'd be able to come home for Christmas, your brother and sisters will both be here and we haven't seen you in awhile. Plus we'd love to meet Jack."

Ianto smirked, he'd always been upfront with his parents, though more so his mother than his father. But he'd had one boyfriend during college, and none since then. He'd told his parents he was bisexual, one day over a nice calm lunch. His father had studied him very hard for a moment then told him 'What you do in your bedroom son is your business; just like what your mother and I do in ours. Son, you can't stop who you fall in love with, an' if this man is someone you're in love with then we'll love him just as much as you do—though perhaps in a different way.' Ianto hadn't ever loved his father more than he did that day.

"I haven't really spoken with him about it mam, it's been a rough couple months."

"Honey, are you all right?"

Ianto sighed, feeling tears begin to prickle at the back of his eyes. They'd been doing so well, however it wasn't unusual for either man to catch the other with tears glistening briefly. Ianto, unsure how to explain the situation to his parents had simply told them that they'd lost someone they'd cared deeply about.

"We're hanging in there mam, it's just been rough since the loss of Michael. Anyway, I'm sure I can ask—"

Jack had chosen that moment to walk into the doorway. Jack took immediate notice his lover was talking on the phone, so he took off his shoes, hung up his coat and headed into the kitchen to make something.

Ianto pulled the phone away and looked over at Jack. "No coffee—my mam is on the phone."

Jack shot a glare at Ianto over the countertop and poured himself a glass of water. "Tell her I said hi."

"He says hi mam."

The woman chuckled softly into the phone. "Promise me you'll at least consider it Yan, we miss you honey. Only for a couple days, it would be a nice little break for the both of you."

Ianto smirked. "We'll consider it. I'll let you know next week. Is Livi there?"

"I should have known you'd want to talk to her, instead of me."

"Oi!" Ianto laughed. "I have to check in on the runt from time to time, make sure she's living it up as a student."

"Oh she's doing that just fine Ianto. All right then, here's your sister."

Jack took that moment to lean over the back of the couch and press a quick kiss to Ianto's lips. "I'm grabbing a shower."

"Oh Jack, hang on, I was thinking Christmas with my parents this year, is that okay?" Ianto was surprised to see a touch of sadness in Jack's eyes.

"Yeah—fine." He whispered before slipping into the bathroom.

"Yan!" His little sister's voice caught his attention.

"Hey love—can I call you back?"

"But I thought—"

"I think I may have just hurt Jack's feelings without realizing it. I promise I'll call you back in an hour Livi."

"Okay, love you Yan."

"Love you too cupcake." He hung up the phone and jumped over the back of the couch. He slowly slipped into their bathroom. "Jack?" The man stood in front of the mirror, just staring at it. Ianto studied the flawless skin for a moment. "You all right?"

"Yeah fine—"

"Jack?"

Jack shook his head. "Its fine, Ianto—have a good time with your family."

"Oi you are thick!" joked Ianto, stepping into the bathroom the rest of the way, he closed the door behind him and took Jack into his arms. "My mam wants to see you too, Jack. She wants to meet you. I was thinking we could spend Christmas with my family. If you're okay with that?"

Jack's sadness was gone and his eyes lit up. "I'd love that!"

Ianto had asked him later that night in bed, "Did you really think I would leave you alone for Christmas?" Jack shrugged silently; as if that was a real response. Sometimes, Jack reminded Ianto just how alone and misunderstood the Captain was. "It's a family holiday Jack, you're family now."

"Thank you."

Ianto felt a pang of sadness at the idea of Jack being so lonely. There was no question in Ianto's mind how excited Jack was for this experience—if not a little nervous about it. Smiling, Ianto pressed a kiss to Jack's temple. "Jack—time to wake up, we have to leave soon."

"Mmm kay," Mumbled Jack

Ianto rolled his eyes. Jack was definitely not a morning person. "Nope—no going back to sleep, come on." Jack groaned as Ianto pulled him into a sitting position and yanked him off the bed playfully. "We'll shower together, that should wake you up."

Jack mumbled some response as Ianto ushered him towards the bathroom. Shaking his head Ianto turned on the faucet. There was something endearing about the sight of what Ianto called—'Sleepy Jacky'. Because it was so rare to see the man in such a state, it was quite the sight to behold. Jack had facets of his personality. On the equally rare occasion, when Jack was drunk, he was very handsy—at least twice as touchy-feely as normal. When sleepy, Jack was what Ianto could only describe as cute. Hair in every direction, eyes half closed, grumbling, Jack pulled off cute and groping all at once. The man was a sex god—though Ianto would never tell him that. Ianto wondered, at times, if the sleepy Jack was just a ploy to get in a solid grope or morning sex.

Ianto didn't waste time, he stripped off his own pants and then reached towards Jack's waist—naturally the man was offering little resistance; actually he wasn't offering any. Ianto stepped into the shower, and then gently pulled Jack towards him, making sure the man stepped into the tub—didn't want to have to deal with a dead Jack first thing in the morning, it always put a kink in his attitude for the rest of the day.

To be completely fair, the shower started out totally innocent. Ianto wanted to conserve water and time and get Jack in and out as quickly as possible—funny how things involving a naked Jack Harkness never went according to plan…or maybe they did and Ianto just didn't know the plans.

Jack was certainly awake enough to know he was fully naked in a shower, because one minute Ianto was washing his hair and the next minute he was shouting expletives as Jack squeezed lightly. Jack grinned, obviously wide awake, as he pulled his hand up over Ianto's erected member.

"Bastard—had it planned."

"Well if you're complaining—" Jack smirked as the hot water poured over the both of them, slicking their already hot bodies. "Top or bottom?"

"Well seeing as we're both vertical—"

Jack lunged forward, his hot mouth cutting off the rest of Ianto's words. He dipped his tongue in, exploring Ianto's mouth, tongue, lips, teeth and tonsils. His hands slid down the shower soaked body, other the back and a moment later Ianto let out a groan as Jack slipped two of his fingers inside.

"Jack, we're supposed to leave in an hour," Ianto moaned, arching against the fingers inside him.

"Yep—" Jack replied as he slipped a third finger into Ianto's hole.

Ianto wasn't sure how it happened, but seconds later he was against the shower stall, Jack right behind him. Ianto was about to make a comment about Jack going so quick but his mind turned to jelly as Jack thrust into him in one smooth movement.

Jack looped his arms around Ianto's shoulders, drawing Ianto against his chest as he pumped inside of him, nipping at the man's neck and shoulder. With one hand Ianto took Jack's hand and slid the palm over his belly, downwards.

The two men came with shouts, panting as they leaned against one another and the shower wall. "Bastard." Joked Ianto.

"You liked it," Jack replied, almost giggling.

Ianto smirked as he turned around and leaned into Jack, kissing him, with his other hand however, he thrust the shower knob the opposite direction. The holler Jack let out as the ice cold water hit his back was far more satisfying that Ianto could recall anything ever being before.

Ten minutes later Ianto was standing in front of the mirror, shaving while Jack slipped out of the bathroom in a towel. Ianto smirked widely as he continued to shave. He heard Jack getting the luggage into the entrance way. He could smell the coffee—yep Jack was wide awake and ready to go.

Both men were fully dressed, ahead of schedule, and in the car fifteen minutes later with a cup of coffee and breakfast. Ianto was in the driver's seat, Jack beside him. The first several minutes Jack spent trying to hide his fidgeting by playing with the radio. Finally Ianto reached back behind Jack's seat and grabbed a CD case, handing it to Jack. "Stick that in, it's the first part of your Christmas present."

Jack studied it for a moment, as if the CD had just caused the end to something important. Finally, Jack removed the CD marked 'Jack's' and placed it into the player. Seconds later the car was filled with Moonlight Serenade by Glenn Miller. Ianto glanced out of the corner of his eye at Jack.

He'd expected excitement, happiness, but what he saw was a faraway look. "Jack? Where are you?" Ianto had learned how to ask the important questions.

Jack smiled. "Her name was Rose."

Ianto nodded, he knew about Rose. "Is that the last time you celebrated Christmas?"

Jack nodded. "First and last—she was incredible."

"Jack—if you don't want to do this."

Suddenly Jack's eyes were on him, pleading desperately. "I don't want to be alone."

Ianto reached out immediately and thread his fingers through Jack's. "Never Jack, never again."

"Sometimes, I wish I could just touch her—hold her again for just a moment."

"Did you love her?"

"No point in getting jealous."

Ianto smirked. "I'm not, I'm curious."

"Oh yeah—but not the way the Doctor did, and not the way I love you. Rose knocked my world off kilter, she was everything I'd never expected. Actually—you're a lot like her?"

"Girly and blonde?"

Jack laughed out loud. "No—I loved Rose because she could see past what I showed everyone, because even when I screwed up big time she found a way to invite me back in and love me. You did the same thing—threw me for a damn loop, you just knew. You could see right through me, every time."

"Not every time."

"A lot."

Ianto smiled. "You can see through me too Jack, I think that's what makes the relationship…worth trying."

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The next two hours were filled with talk of Ianto's childhood, and his nieces and nephews. He told the stories Jack would hear from everyone else, and he left no details out, preferring not to be embarrassed later. They were less than ten minutes away when Jack began to fidget again.

"Jack, relax you're more nervous than me." Ianto looked over at his lover.

Jack shrugged. "What's to be nervous I'm a 200 years old, immortal, gay/omnisexual man who can have babies."

Ianto chuckled. "Don't forget alien hunter."

"You're not helping."

Ianto allowed himself to laugh loudly this time. "Come on Jack! You hate labels. Where's this coming from?"

"I hate them, but this damn century is obsessed with them!"

"Listen to me Jack, my parents raised the Jones kids to be ourselves, no matter what. They love us for who we are, not who we love. They will love you—god knows the rest of the world does."

"What if I forget something?"

"My parents are in their sixties, I guarantee you there isn't anything you'll forget that they haven't forgotten a million times. Relax, Jack. What's going on here, where's my sexy normal Mr. Confidence."

"I want to make sure they like me."

"Then be yourself—with less libido."

Jack chuckled at that. "What about you?"

Ianto's eyes glittered playfully. "Oh, I don't think you could go without flirting with this body."

"Full of yourself now? Where do you get this cockiness?"

Smirking, Ianto replied, "You've been rubbing off on me."

A snort caused Ianto grin. "Oh, I'll rub off on you." Jack replied.

Ianto felt relief flood his mind as Jack began to tell him of Christmas with the Doctor and Rose for the last ten minutes of the drive. Finally, Ianto pulled up in front of a nice house, in a residential area, lovely looking and homey. "Ready?"

"I doubt it."

Ianto grinned as he opened his car door and stepped out, he hadn't made it halfway up the driveway when the front door was flung open and a girl with jet black hair flew out and threw her arms around Ianto's neck. Ianto laughed out loud as he grabbed her around the waist and swung her around playfully.