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"Shouldn't Jack be here for this?" Rhia asked as she looked around the table, "It is Ianto after all."
"No!" Owen said firmly, "He's part of the problem.
Owen had called the meeting and Tosh sat with a look of pure temper, not liking what was about to be discussed as Ianto was her friend. But also angry because she knew it had to happen.
"Ianto's serotonin levels are through the roof, his sugar levels don't even need talking about and for some reason his Estrogen is also peaking, it should be almost undetectable" Owen read from the PDA, "He's running some sort of temperature and his heart is doing the bloody rumba. The readings I usually get from him are nothing compared to this hot mess!"
"What is happening to him?" Rhia asked with worry creeping in.
"I don't know, but whatever it is, Jack is the instigator" Owen looked up from the PDA, "He's a feeder. Like with an obese person, Jack is encouraging the growth."
"So, diet?" Rhia asked, looking over at John who had remained silent throughout.
"He will resist" John said sadly.
"It worked when you spoke to him like that, is that how he was addressed as Hendrix?" Tosh asked.
"That? " John pointed at the ceiling, "That was not my prince. I've never seen that before. Hendry was never violent, he was so soft and gentle he would cry over the death of a bloody spider."
"Well Ianto never displayed temper like that either" Tosh sighed.
"So, I propose we cut back the food without making it obvious" Owen said as he sat down and leaned forward on the table, "Tell him we are on a health kick, getting ready for the renovations or something."
John nodded and thought some more.
He had seen that display of strength before.
In the woods.
Where Teddy Bears play.
He looked up at the ceiling and sighed.
This was beyond him, his knowledge of Teddykin was limited but he had a faint niggle in the back of his mind that this was a prequel to something.
Ianto, as John had warned, quickly bucked against the food limits.
He wailed so loudly that the children could hear from downstairs and Sean looked up with worry.
He snuck into the bedroom and touched his Taddy's arm.
"Oh my wee cub, my lovely little man" Ianto pulled him into the bed and smothered him with kisses.
"Taddy? Why are you sad?" Sean asked as he snuggled in the soft chest.
"I'm hungry" Ianto sighed, "They are being mean and saying no more sweeties, so I feel so empty. It's OK darling, as long as they are feeding you, I hate to think you are hungry too."
"Oh Taddy!" Sean was horrified and once he was released he ran to tell Micha.
She was outraged as well and they quickly agreed to help poor Taddy Ianto.
Papa John was the one to watch out for, he was scary aware but they knew Daddy Jack would help.
Soon they had a good system going, One to distract while the other stole food from the table, secreting it in their napkins to present to Taddy with glee.
Jack snuck in treats for the poor man, confused by the family decision to prepare for the building ahead.
Whatever was going on, he would keep providing, he was going to please his love.
Ianto was going to keep eating; his need to be full was like an ache in his very soul.
As for John?
He was going to ask for help.