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Heath was running, Jack easily able to catch him as he toddled along but he pretended he was too slow so the little boy could won and he crowed as he reached Ianto, throwing his arms around his legs and clinging to him for grim life.

Home.

Jack collapsed and wailed as Heath clung to Ianto, peeking around him with glee, "I am the champion!"

Ianto scooped him high into the air and he screamed as he flew, then was caught with ease by the cyber arm and swung around Ianto's hip. Jack watched with his heart in his throat as Ianto did it again, releasing the little boy who was in free flight as he screamed again, his little arms out flapping as Ianto held up his own arms and caught him again moments later.

Both the strength and agility of his mate left Jack weak kneed as he now saw that Ianto was still holding back on his power. Jack couldn't help but wonder just how strong he really is.

Ianto played until his chickadee was tired and then headed for the cabin, humming softly as his sweetling cuddled against him. He settled on a stool and peeled the orange he had plucked from the bowl as Heath sat in his lap still cuddling him like a wee monkey. Jack had followed and he got a napkin and laid it down knowing Ianto liked one for the peel. The look of adoration worth the small effort.

As Ianto fed his baby a slice at a time, Jack made sandwiches. He placed the plate down and a soft coo was heard as Hearth reached for one, cuddling into Ianto's chest with a happy hum.

"Sweet little boy" Jack gushed, "Love my munchkin. Guess what."

Heath's eyebrows rose.

"Uncle Owen and Aunty Toshi are coming out this afternoon for a visit" Jack said happily, "Uncle Owen found a wee jeep with big tyres that will go cross country. Me or Taddy can ride in it with you. You can drive it like a real car."

"Jack!" Ianto gasped with horror as he felt the excitement exploding in their chick's brain, his shaky gasp breathing in the mouthful of sandwich and Heath started to choke.

"Shit!" Jack panicked and ran around the counter as Ianto flipped the child onto his knee face down and started thumping his back, his own face pale. Finally a piece of crust flew across the floor as Heath started to gasp and cry, Ianto hugging him with relief as Jack engulfed them both.

"It's OK darling" Ianto soothed, his heart pounding as he clung to Jack, their chick between them in a loving sandwich and soon Heath calmed enough to breathe again.

"I never…I mean…I should have made sure he wasn't eating, something so big" Jack was repentant and Ianto assured him that it was not his fault, their baby was hungry and obviously had his Daddy's table manners despite his repeated attempts to educate him.

Jack flopped against the counter his hand over his heart as he watched Ianto rub Heath's back and Heath rubbed his face into his Taddy's shirt, smearing tears, snot and left over marmite all over the white shirt. Ianto didn't mind. The chick was sad.

"Now, now" Ianto soothed, "We can't be upset now. If you don't calm down how can you help Daddy make the bloody ramp that thing will need to get up onto the deck."

"Huh?" Jack frowned.

"Jack, a dune buggy like that can't sit in the elements all the time. We will need the garage for the SUV. When the snow comes we will need it safely tucked under the veranda." Ianto sighed.

"It can come in?" Heath asked with big eyes and Ianto felt the tickle of amusement as Heath locked those huge eyes on Jack, "Daddy? Can it come in?"

Ianto watched Jack twist for a while before taking pity, "It cannot come inside because it will damage my lovely flooring and you will have no room for activities. Wee Ronnie might chew on it anyway."

"Ah" Heath nodded, accepting that, "But it can sleep on the porch?"

Like a big dog? Ianto smiled lovingly as Lucy and Russ looked up with interest, like they wanted the answer as well.

"Well….yes" Ianto sighed, "Maybe we can clear the end of the veranda after lunch, Ronnie can watch in his special house?"

The Weasel cage was against the window so he could see out as he lay in the hammock he liked so much, the bird feeder a particular favourite as he would chatter and slap the glass through the bars when the squirrels tried to steal the food for his feathery friends. One black bird regularly sat on the window sill looking at the Weasel with equal interest.

Heath wriggled down and ran to tell Ronnie as Rus rose to follow his human. Lucy groaned as she stretched, stealing his warm spot as her large body enjoyed the bed.

"Cariad, I think we need a bigger doggie bed if those two are gonna sleep together" Ianto sighed, "the snow is gonna get deep. They will enjoy the warmth of each other I guess."

"Yeah, winter is nearly here, along with someone's birthday" Jack grinned, "Can you believe it? Our wee man is almost two."

"Time flies" Ianto agreed, grinning as he watched their little boy, "Physically two but mentally about …eight?"

"Going on thirty" Jack muttered as he watched the little one fly about the room with glee. "Gods, this year had gone quick."

"Not that it's a bad thing" Ianto smiled as he pulled Jack between his legs and hooked his ankles together behind him, "After all. It means we are so comfortable together if we are not measuring time anymore."

"comfortable?" Jack grinned as his hand slid under the shirt to the warm skin beneath, "Oh darling, I'm comfy all right."

Ianto hummed as their chick sang softly to Russ, hugging his little doggy head with glee.

Comfy.