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"Peter!" SJ said with his arms folded to show the finality of his decision.

"No! Gypsy!" RJ snarled back as she defiantly glared him down.

"We don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet" CJ reasoned, "Can we argue the bloody name toss later? Taddy gets the final say, you know he will."

"But …" SJ began.

"No, he's right" RJ sighed theatrically as she slumped in the chair, "Taddy will say, Daddy with cry and we get what we get."

CJ smothered his giggle behind a coughing fit but RJ's glare told him that she didn't believe that for a minute.

"If you are quite finished" Martha said softly, making them all jump, "Your little one is here and I think your voices are carrying."

"And Taddy?" CJ asked with obvious concern.

"Fine. A trooper, as always" she smiled back lovingly at him.

They walked quietly down the steps to the autopsy bay, no matter how many times Uncle Owen declared it a birthing suite with his usual sarcasm, and saw Jack sitting behind Ianto, looking over his shoulder with wonder at the little bundle in Ianto's arms.

"Here they are" Ianto smiled, "Came meet your new thing to argue over."

CJ looked at Tarn who has stayed by Ianto's side during the delivery and saw tears drying on his cheeks as he grinned stupidly at Ianto and the baby.

Man, their wedding night was going to be explosive.

The twins gathered by the bed and Jack moved to lift them up to see, "Carefully, see Taddy has a shunt in his hand? Aunty Martha is giving him some stuff he needs through that tube. It is sore, so don't knock it."

SJ tried to look at the baby while RJ reached out to stoke Ianto's hand with a worried frown.

"It's OK darling" Ianto whispered.

"I wanna call 'im Peter!" SJ said daringly, looking at his sister quick before staring at his Taddy.

"I heard that" Ianto huffed, "And Gypsy for RJ?"

"Yeah" she said absently as saw what her brother hadn't. The wee hat was the palest shade of pink.

"Well, P. E. T. A. Peta." Ianto nodded, "Our wee peanut could be a Peta?"

"She does look a bit like a Peta I suppose" Jack pouted and cocked his head, "But Peta Gypsy? PG sounds silly."

"J. I. P. S. I. E. Jipsie" Ianto said softly, "PJ."

Everyone blinked at Ianto's logic and then RJ let out a whoop of victory.

The baby began a little kitten cry and Tarn made one of his own, Ianto smiling as he let him take the baby to cuddle and show CJ.

As Ianto leaned back against Jack and moaned softly, Jack kissed him and whispered his thanks.

A girl!

A tiny little diamond.