45

Walter's birthday was coming up and Jack knew Ianto was stressing about what to get him.

The jealously thing had all but disappeared, save the occasional bite that all the kids did at each other.

As Ianto stood at the door watching the kids roaring around, Bets was the one who came up with the answer by accident.

"I love this one" she shoved the phone at Ianto, who turned with a soft hum.

It was a picture of Ton, laughing at a bubble on his nose and Ianto smiled.

"Walt took that one" Ianto smiled, "Sweet, isn't it?"

"And this one?" she flicked it over to one of Jack asleep, Babs in his arms with matching smile.

"Yeah"

"Well, so sweet" she smiled as she wandered back inside, still flicking thorough the phone and Ianto frowned as he counted the percentage of photos that Walter had taken on there.

"Jack?" Jack was cleaning his boots by the fireplace and looked up from the hearth he was sitting on with raised eyebrows.

"A camera!" Ianto said.

"Huh?"

"For Walter. What if we get him a camera for his birthday" Ianto enthused.

"He has his phone, your phone and uses your camera all the time" Jack placed the cap on the shine, "You think he would get the use of it?"

"Get out your phone!"

Jack reached into his pocket and brandished it at Ianto.

"Go through your album and tell me how many are his."

Jack flicked and counted, eyebrows lifting as he did so.

"Now, how many were bad?"

"None" Jack smiled, "I never thought about it. He's really good."

"I want to get him a proper one" Ianto grinned, "Lenses and a carry case, professional. I think he could do it, even if I have to take some classes to learn and then teach him in a way he understands. Cariad, I think we've cracked it."

"Oh baby" Jack opened his arms and happily accepted a lapful of Welshman, "You overthink our gifts so much."

"It's important!" Ianto sighed, snuggling in, "He's important."

"Yes, he is" Jack conceded, "You get him whatever you think is best. Just remember his fingers and make sure it's not one with tight or stiff buttons he can't press. Not too hefty."

"I will test several and research them to help decide" Ianto jigged with glee.

"Stop that, or I will require some … research!" Jack scolded as he squeezed.

"You are such a bad man" Ianto murmured as he leaned in for a kiss.

"Daddy, put Taddy down!" Babbit demanded as he entered the room, "I need a drink!"

"Can't Bets get it?" Jack pouted.

"No, she pours it wrong" Babbit said absently as he wandered over to the sink, scratching his belly.

"Pours it wrong?" Jack blinked and looked at Ianto.

Ianto picked up the glass Babbit liked and shook the jug, then poured a generous amount of juice, and topped it with lemonade.

"See?" Babbit said grandly as he strode back out with the glass in his hand.

"You give him lemonade?" Jack asked as he watched Ianto put them away.

"No cariad. It's soda water. I just cover the name with my hand."

Jack roared with laughter and slapped his leg.

Ianto was already thinking about that camera.