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Ianto had lain awake most of the night thinking about Babbit and his decision.

After the kids were at school, he called his builder who was more than happy at the prospect of a good paycheck.

Mr Harkness-Jones always tipped handsomely.

The work was almost finished when the kids arrived home with Jack and everyone was surprised to see the builder's vans out front.

Babbit was the first to race for the house.

He tore into the downstairs room and stopped, gasping with glee at what he found.

The room had been transformed.

The large double bed was in one corner, a bed floating above it was definitely Bethy's complete with stairs, not a ladder. Curling stairs.

Tonny's cot was gone, a small bed that looked like a play pit was in the opposite corner.

The window doors were HUGE covering the most of the wall that looked out over the garden and it took Babbit a moment to realize the room was longer. Ianto had moved the laundry so the bedroom could have the space and construction at the side of the house for the new laundry was still underway as Ianto wanted the bedroom done. French doors led to the new decking, even a small area with bean bags and a wall mounted TV down that end of the room.

The desk and chair now looked at the garden from a whole new level.

Babbit didn't really have words as his fingers waggled at his hips, his arms straight as he jiggled on the spot.

"How about this darling?" Ianto asked, pointing as the window by the bed was now displayed when Ianto drew back the curtains.

It was leadlight, a fire engine filling most of the frame with the red and black tones of the room pulled into the bright window.

"Perfect" Babbit breathed, finally finding a word for what he felt.

"Oh Taddy, prefect!"

"Tonny can't fall out, see how high the sides are? "Ianto grinned at the small pit bed filled with toys, "When he gets bigger, it pulls out and a full sized single mattress will fit in the adjusted frame. It will still fit the wall space without changing your room, we'll just move the changing table."

"Oh Taddy" Babbit ran to him with glee, "Thank you."

"My lovely boy" Ianto sighed, cuddling his boy, "Whatever you want, you know I always want my babies to be happy."

Babbit kissed his cheek, then extracted himself and walked to the stairs. He climbed up to Bethany's level and hooted at the soft pastel colours hidden by the railings.

It was all soft and sweet, just perfect for a little girl and he loved it.

He went back down and sorted through his toys, then went back up with his favorite Welsh Dragon plush toy.

Rory had given it to him.

It was special.

He placed it lovingly on the pillow and stepped back, still grinning.

"Oh Taddy" he enthused, leaping into Ianto's arms, "We can live here forever!"

Ianto laughed as he cuddled his child and silently agreed.

All his babies could stay forever.

He would keep them all under his wing if he could for the rest of their lives.

His little babies.