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"Stop squirming" Owen muttered as he gently pushed the needle through flesh, Rhiannon huffing as she ground her teeth. Ianto leaned in and blew on the slashed flesh as Owen watched with surprise, seeing the skin shuddering and gently knitting as he did so.
"What the fuck?"
"In a couple of days she will be completely healed. This can only be done by a sibling with love in their heart for the one they seek to heal" Ianto explained, "If I were the one in power, you know, head of the bloodline, I might one day be able to heal those with my blood in them with mere breath. Imagine, not just soothe, completely heal."
Owen sat back and watched Ianto as he took a cloth and started to wipe his sister's back clean and he sighed, "You forgot?"
Ianto glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, then over to his mate who was sitting with a large scale in his hands, wiping blood from that with the same calm expression as his mate who then turned back to Owen.
"You think I forgot my youngling?" Ianto snorted, "No, what do you think drove us through the dirt into the light. No. My sweetling screamed with rage as well, the pain of his aunt filling us both with a need to quell the sting."
"Really?" Owen was leaning forward now, "Are you saying that you felt her wounding?"
"Yes, we are connected" Ianto explained, "That is why Borgane standing up to Gordane has ramifications. Although the youngest, he looked thought the pain of his bother's impending doom and hastened it for the betterment of us all. He will now rule as head of his bloodline, though he not be the next in line by birth, he is by heart."
"So, that's why your old dragon up there in the rafters chose you?" Owen canted his head, "She bypassed others?"
"Yes" Ianto nodded, then gasped as Rhiannon caught his wrist.
"I am not the only one in need of healing brother" she said softly, "You lost scales for me, also I feel a wing tore."
"It did" Ianto shrugged, "My beloved will mend me with kisses."
She looked at him for a moment, then stated to laugh as the absurdity of the comment, also the sweet innocent belief that it may be so. Oh how she would like to believe those old wives tales. Ianto smiled and did not correct her, glancing at Jack who placed the scale down and rose to head into the other room.
Ianto followed him "Hey."
"Those scales" Jack changed the subject and Ianto had a slap of reality. Jack was upset as he might have been seriously harmed.
"Hey, I am fine. I had to accept the challenge or watch my sister die. Cariad, could you watch your sibling die and not do something?" Ianto asked, then grimaced, "Oh Gods, I didn't mean that. That was unkind to even suggest."
"It's OK" Jack smiled softly.
"The scales" Ianto took it back to the question, "Yes. I will save them. Five right?"
"Yeah, one is cracked but the other four are so pretty." Jack nodded.
"The cracked one, I will split that into pieces" Ianto said thoughtfully, "Pretty little pieces that I can carve into something. I just remembered my carving, I've not carved in years."
"Carving?" Jack said with surprise, "I liked carving too, how about that. Knitting too."
"Knitting?"
"Yeah, I like knitting. Good for keeping busy in the trenches you know" Jack nodded sagely, "I might take it up again."
"Well, a nice woollen blanket for the baby?" Ianto offered, watching Jack light up at he saw his thoughts accepted, "You know, it would be so special coming from you. To keep our little boy warm, to wrap him in your love."
"Blues" Jack muttered, "Maybe blues and greens. Nice and bright. I will need wool."
Ianto watched Jack wander off and snorted softly as he rubbed his hand over his belly "See that? Your Daddy is gonna make you something special."
"Ianto?"
Ianto looked up and suppressed a groan as Gwen slid into the room "Yes Gwen?"
"Things have been sort of weird lately, are we OK?" Gwen asked, "I mean … so many weird things and these dreams I am having about water and…I mean…is this something I need to worry about?"
"Gwen!" Ianto looked at her with as much affection as he could "Something happened that we cannot remember because we are not supposed to. Let it go and know that we won. We closed the file and we are moving on. Besides, I need you to look into something for me."
"Right" Gwen as on alert, eager to please as she stared at Ianto unaware that his brain was going haywire trying to find a task that sounded important enough.
"Another team member" he finally blurted out, "I need you to check if we are all working to our best worth. You are so good at working out dynamics. Jakc chose you for your ability to read people, right? Let me know if we are all utilising our people to their best attributes or if there is a void that might need another team member. Jack will love a team review."
Gwen took off with that dogged look that he knew would horrify Owen.
Somehow that seems to soothe.