45. Dreamy
Ianto felt like he was floating in a lake full of clouds and fluffy ducks.
Fluffy ducks?
He snorted and slowly blinked as the ducks moved and then with a sigh he went back to floating.
"Do something!" Jack screamed as he watched Ianto's unfocused eyes roll back.
"I'm trying!" Martha snarled back as she feverishly worked to save Ianto and his heartrate dipped again.
Rex came slamming into the room and was unceremoniously pinned to the wall by Mickey who was a little overwrought on account of Ianto bloody dying here.
"FUCK!" Jack roared as Ianto convulsed, his back arching and the undulating stomach becoming obscenely large.
Martha wiped her sweaty palms on her scrubs, blue with little yellow ducks printed on them, and reapplied gloves.
Martha hesitated for a moment and locked eyes with Jack who nodded, then she cut across Ianto's stomach and flung the scalpel down, reaching in for the baby.
"It's too soon" Jack sobbed and she snarled for silence.
"So was Miller, he was strong though!" Martha snapped back at him, "This is Miller 2, maybe his body remembers and is working on the fixed point of no return."
"Oh god, does he have to die again?" Jack was tearing at his hair at the thought and Martha didn't have time for him.
"Jack, either get a fucking grip or get out!" she roared as Ianto convulsed again and the baby heart monitor began to wail.
"Shit, bubs is in trouble" she panted.
"Then get him out!" Jack cried, pulling his unconscious love into his arms and kissing him softly as he felt his body shudder. "He's dying."
"OK" Martha whispered, the room suddenly silent as Mickey hit the mute on the alarms and she pulled gently, a foot coming out.
A perfect little screwed up foot and she grinned as she felt around and found its mate.
With a huff, she pulled and the knees, hips and genitals, belly, chest, armpits, she hesitated and reached one hand down, Jack reaching with a hand to push against the belly and help free the arm, then shoulders and Martha gave a soft gasp as the head popped free and a little Miller clone met the air.
Ianto gave a soft groan and Jack reached back up to stroke his face.
"Make him cry" Jack demanded, "Let him hear the cry before he goes, it'll bring him back sooner. Let him know Connor is OK."
"Connor!" Mickey breathed with wonder as Martha rubbed the little body to stimulate him.
Rex stepped closer and placed a hand on Jack's shoulder as he craned his neck to see the little baby.
A small squeak, a kitten cry. Then a deep breath and a lusty bellow filled the room.
"I love you" Jack crooned as Ianto's eyes fluttered open and locked onto Jack's.
"Hear our wee man?" Jack sobbed as he stroked the face that looked back without fear this time, "Hear little Connor calling you Taddy?"
Ianto smiled and mouthed words only Jack could understand and he nodded.
"I'll be waiting my love. Of course I'll look after our boys," Jack assured him, "You rest now."
Ianto slowly relaxed in his arms and Jack kissed his forehead and a deep sigh signified Ianto's passing.
"Sweet dreams lover."
