36

The House Warming Day was here and Ianto was nervously checking and rechecking as Jack had sat in the kitchen humming around each morsel of food he was offered by Cook. Of course he loved all of it and her face shone with delight as he told her so.

The baby was happily sat in his uncle's lap, Gray proud to show the similar clothing they wore as if it were an accident, like he hadn't actually purchased the outfits and dressed the wee man himself, like. Ianto thought it was sweet especially as Rose and Alice were the same.

Then in no time it was show time.

Ianto was moving through the throngs of people he did not know and were obviously Harkness blood or money all clumping together like sheep when he saw something that stopped him cold, then he slid around a server to look like he was snagging a glass of wine but he was covertly now watching the couple moving amongst the people as if they belonged there.

"Everyone, thanks for coming and the food is almost ready to be served in the ballroom, please remember that my husband…ah…there he is. Yan?" Jack called to him as he moved quickly towards him. "Ianto and I want you to explore and enjoy our home, just not the doors with the closed signs, our staff have children and such as well as some little secrets I really need to keep. You know how it is, that bondage room still under construction!"

Roars of mirth as Ianto finally slid in beside him and tried to lean in to speak to him. Ianto managed to avoid them and was hoping to warn him of the impending confrontation when it happened…Director Yvonne Hartman complete with entourage entered the room and the place fell dead silent as the seas parted to allow her to glide towards them, Ianto having just snagged Jack's sleeve.

"There you both are" she purred, her hands out and they had no choice but to smile and accept her offered hands for a hold and smile, herself sliding between them and turning effortlessly for the cameras as she looked like she was the real reason they were all there.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please charge your glasses" she demanded and everyone jumped to please her as Ianto sighed and released her hand to slide his hand behind her, his hand grasping Jack's as they shared a glance over her head then smiled with fake glee at the crowd.

Two minions scuttled in with something on a stand and Ianto gripped Jack's hand harder as he started to wonder what the hell she was doing now.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, raise your glasses to two of the most dangerous and efficient elite agents the Torchwood Agency ever produced, thank the gods they cannot share DNA but I am sure their next generation here will take advantage of the credit accounts set up in their names for their future education and one day may they be as fierce and loyal as these two."

She pulled off the cloth to reveal Ianto's official portrait of him in his uniform blues complete with battle medals and ribbons. It would now hang next to Jack's at the entrance to Torchwood Academy to stare down and intimidate the cadets of the future as all few surviving agents that get to retirement age are afforded such an honour. Ianto's portrait would be the sixteenth. A hundred and fifty odd years and only sixteen made it.

"Oh for the love of Pete" Ianto hissed, "Stop it you mad mare!"

She turned and flashed a smile to show she did not care, "Captain and the Wolf! Elite, deadly, efficient and loyal. Now that the Wolf is officially released I can release his rank and title. This is First Lieutenant Ianto Harkness-Jones, Leader of one of my best cleaner crews for three years and then he advanced to Assassin and Handler."

Ianto finally glanced at the couple who stood in mute shock, taking in his father's slack jaw and his mother's blush starting.

"FL Harkness-Jones in accordance with his generous severance package had earned a number of bourses for services rendered including the assassination of the Chief Hand of the Bergotti thus ending the war that forced the Treaty to finally be agreed on. I shall miss his snarl and gentlemanly ways and warn anyone who believe we are now more vulnerable without him … he is still right here at my side, as is the Captain. Both have vowed to continue to train the next generation and in times of strife will be suited and voted, Agency for life!"

All those in the room that were of Agency training barked in response and Ianto stepped forward "Thank you. Yvonne is too kind, as always she had been as a sister to me with her support, guidance and sometimes gentle prodding, as she can…(soft giggling)… To be Agency is to be proud. To be Agency is to be free. To be Agency is to be righteous."

Another bark at the end of each statement and he waited for the noise to die away, "Yes. My code name was the Wolf. Ironically the planet that almost killed us was also a wolf, dangerous breed that we are. My life has been full, active and at time full of peril but always I acted with pride in my ability to do my job. Only able to do so thanks to all of you, my friends. My only family. The Agency!"

Ianto raised his glass and they all drank, only his mother blinking as her husband was forced to conform with his own Sergeant title there in the room.

"My Grandfather Jones is known to you all as the Brigadier and I had hoped he might be here tonight, it was disappointing to find he was on a state…." Ianto stopped talking as the doors swung open and the Brigadier Jones swept in, an older an almighty craggier version of his Grandson with pepper-salt hair sticking out in all directions and the suit fashionable, "GrandTad!"

Ianto raced to embrace him and the man slapped his upper arms as he looked at him, "I am so proud of you boy. I just got hold of your now declassified file and I have never been more proud of my blood before. Well done, well done."

"Father..."

"Fuck off Ifan, I'm talking to the boy" the Brigadier swept Ianto away as Ifan Jones gaped at the blatant and loud slap down.

Jack wafted past and leaned back to wink "Do you have an invite? I don't remember sending you one. No? Eh? Huh!"

Then Jack walked off as the couple stood looking as stupid as they felt.