25
Jack knew something was wrong, just not what.
Ianto had been jumpy all morning and when he said he was meeting Em for lunch Jack had offered to drive him, getting a 'deer caught in the headlights' look as he hastily told Jack it was not necessary.
Jack had shrugged and let it go, deciding to let him have his little secret. He knew there was no harm in Em.
Ianto picked Em up and they drove into the clinic, her nervousness thrumming as they waited.
Three pee-stick tests were all Ianto needed, going through the supportive things he would say in his head while they waited, regardless of her reactions.
They then drove to a small café and sat in the back as Em sipped on her tea.
"So!" Ianto said as he leaned back, "Have you thought about what you want to do? You can't keep it from Connor too long, he will wonder why you aren't drinking coffee for a start."
"I know" she sighed.
Ianto waited, pushing the last pastry towards her and she smiled softly.
"My god, a Christmas baby" she finally said, "What a crazy birth that will be."
Ianto relaxed as he heard her speak like she was keeping it, he internally cheered as he smiled at her.
"Exciting, my wedding was a winter theme" Ianto sighed, "Jack was such a fool, but so handsome!"
She giggled and he promised to show her the photos, now sure she was warming to the idea of another child.
"Did you mean it. About childcare" she asked as she stirred the last of her drink.
"Of course. A wee friend for Tonny, another baby to smother" Ianto clasped his hands with glee, "Only problem will be when you come to claw the wee darling from me hands, breaking a few fingers in the process each afternoon."
She laughed at his innocent look of doom.
"For all your talk, Mr Harkness-Jones, you are a crafty devil!" she giggled.
"Well my husband calls me something similar" Ianto simpered, "Has devil as the second word!"
Em laughed and placed a hand over her stomach, imagining the life within.
Ianto watched her and imagined the little bub smiling and cooing in the ….
"I have all Tonny's stuff!" he blurted, "Nursery stuff."
"Oh!" she gasped, "Brilliant. I have stinker-bum's as well. It means little splotch here can sleep over at yours if I pull an all-nighter, oh god, sorry. How rude. I didn't mean that."
"Well it's a brilliant idea!" Ianto enthused, "A little nursery for … splotch?"
"Well, we will have to call it something until we have a sex"
"Oh, you'll find out before the …er …. Unveiling?"
Em laughed at him and nodded.
"Great, I can plan the nursery then. Oh, a twin style so Ton and Splotch can be together." Ianto started writing on a napkin and Em laughed some more.
Connor had warned her once that Ianto was manic about organizing and she settled back as she relaxed, knowing she had made the right decision.
Now she just had to tell Connor.