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"Don't you dare!"
Ianto stopped fluffing the pillows on the freshly made bed and walked to the window to look out at who or what Ton was yelling at. Animal stood with one foot still in the air as Ton ran to scoop up the little snail and glare at the man as he stomped off and Animal called out weakly that he hadn't seen it. Honest.
They were halving the horse paddock today, pushing the horses to the far side of the huge area so the paddock could be turned into Babs wonderland. The plants were ready and the large pagoda was already constructed and the built in planter boxes had ensured the jasmine had crept up the sides along with the roses in the hothouse that had protected the entire thing from the cold winter months.
It had been a labour of love not only for him but for Bethy as well, who had dreamed of being wed under an arch of flowers. The smell was divine and on the day it would be gorgeous, if it survived the short journey from the double garage behind Curtis and Walter's place to the paddock. Gods. Ianto knew Jack had a pan and had already mounted the entire thing on wheels so it could be towed by his beloved ride-on mower but Ianto knew he would have at least three heart attacks during the movement so had arranged an afternoon in the city shopping on the day of movement so as not to jinx everything.
He still needed some embellishments for the tables and the bunting was just not up to scratch. He knew he would have to make what he really envisaged so a good material shop would be visited so he could then spend a day sewing with that lovely old machine Rhiannon loved so much.
He could think about her without pain now. For some reason Sam had helped with that, reminding him that Rhiannon was not gone, just not able to be seen.
She would have loved this, loved her niece and Aurora would have been a bridesmaid or maybe even a maid of honour with her own husband and …. Stop that. Silly. Dreams don't help.
He snorted at himself for being melancholy again, so much to be thankful for. Speaking of which, Hawk was squealing from the other room and Ianto went to get him out of his crib, nap time over.
About ready for his own little bed soon, this fella.
They grow so fast.
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Recap of Harkness-Jones family
Our lovely men are now 45 ½ and 49.
The children are now ... 7 (Ifan the Imp) 16 (Ton), 19 (Babs), 23 (Walt), and 23 ½ (Stephen). Hawk is right at this point in the story seven months old and looks like a little elf. Imp is seven.
Babs and Walter's show is still a hit and they are now international stars with Walter also a movie star, making movies on his off peak time with the show that is a spin off from the original show he outgrew. Walter is married to Curtis. Ben is (8), Crispin 6 ½ little Grace … now a sweet little 1.
Fen is retired from the Air force and is now working for Jack's Torchwood Agency as an 'Air Chauffer' to the stars and clients they represent. His wife Sam has given him LB (16 months) and sweet little strawberry blonde Jackson (Jax) is now six months.
Jack owns Torchwood Agency that he and Tosh run effectively with John as their PA … I know …go figure. Not just a PI agency, it is now an Agency used by many celebrities for security and transport with the Hoodlum Clan proving to be formidable bodyguards. Fen works as a chopper pilot for the Agency along with Sam's brother.
Owen and Tosh have adopted a wee girl from India called Mae 7 ... And a little boy from Zimbabwe called Denbae who has Dwarfism. 2
John Hart lives in the village with Chrystal and their son Harley (Monkey) is 7 ½ . They have baby Jasmine 3, the surviving twin as well.
Ianto is still volunteering one day a week again at the hospital as a care worker with Jack revelling in the time with Hawk.
Gene is with Idris, happily continuing their lives. Little Neve is the daughter of Idris' cousin who died. She is their little queen. (8)
Ton is Ton … nothing more to say except that he is still perfect and Ianto will fist fight anyone who thinks different! Ton still has his Badger dog as well as Muncher the mad little dog Marvin gave him.
They also own cabins in the Lake District and are friends with the local mayor Marvin, who Ton named Marvin Martian. This is who gave Ton the little dog. Marvin and his wife Jenny are firm friends.