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Ianto so tired and he was so pleased when Tish arrived with arms full of food, gifts and to his immense delight, flowers.
Who would have thought, he liked flowers and as she put the bright tiger lilies by the bed he felt quite weepy.
"Oh sweetie" she sighed, "Look at you. Overtired and I bet you've not eaten either."
She opened the takeaway container and he peered in, seeing chicken on white rice with a white wine sauce that made his tummy rumble and he was soon being spoon fed like he was the baby, not the bundle in its Daddy's arms in the next room.
"So handsome" Jack said for the umpteenth time as he cuddled his fierce little man who was glaring up at him. Maddy watched the bonding and nodded her approval as her nephew's future was assured, Jack would die for him.
Tish opened the oven and found a shepherd's pie cooking so she told Rhys is smelt lovely and started the apple strudel for dessert, making it from scratch as Rhys and Mickey watched with interest.
"Where's Ianto?" Andy asked as he sniffed appreciatively.
"Sleeping" Tish sighed, "Poor boy is still exhausted. He needs feeding up, some pie and strudel when he wakes up, followed by chocolate mousse, I think."
She then turned and saw little Tucker, lighting up as she reached for him and his face did too.
"Oh sweetling, hello" she crooned and Jack pouted as his son gave a rare smile.
"He likes you" Rhys gushed and she hummed as she danced around the kitchen with the little baby.
"So perfect, aren't' you" she crooned and Jack puffed with pride, turning to see Ianto in the doorway, looking weary and bedraggled.
"Baby?" Jack was instantly at his side, helping him as he stumbled to the toilet and Maddy watched with unease as her brother seemed to wilt with the effort.
"Healing pools?" Jack asked as Ianto finished and he grunted, screwing up his face and Jack led him to the pools and into the healing warmth.
"Everything OK?" Martha asked softly as she knelt by their heads and Ianto grumbled.
"What love?" she frowned.
"Constipated, like really backed up and it hurts like a bastard" he huffed, "I am hungry but anything I eat makes me feel sick because I am so fucking constipated and too scared to shit coz it hurts."
"Oh Ianto" he sighed softly, reaching out to stroke his hair as it curled in the steam, "I am so sorry, of course you are sore darling. A suppository? One that will numb your bum and make things a bit softer coming out as well?"
Ianto looked up at her with his lip wobbling as he nodded and she leaned in to kiss him, "Poor love. How embarrassing for you, you must be so sore."
"Rhys keeps tempting me with such yummy stuff and I can't resist a taste. Then it hurts so much, Gods, I feel like I could shit a fucking T-Rex sized shit like on Jurassic Park."
"Oh baby" Jack whispered, kissing his forehead, "I'm sorry too. I never thought, your bits are still sore and all weird. Your birth canal is almost healed but I know you hate touching down there."
"It freaks me out" Ianto confirmed sadly, "Like …weird."
"I love you" Jack whispered as he cuddled him, "Thin, fat, preggers, bald, definitely naked and wet."
Ianto snorted and started to giggle softly as Jack had hoped and he kissed him again, pouring love into his poor baby maker. "Bald?"
"Better?"
"Much Cariad" Ianto sighed, then groaned as his cramps started again.
Martha reappeared and slid into the water, "Once this goes in it will work quickly, you might not make it to the bathroom and you don't want to mess in the water love."
Ianto whined softly at the thought of losing the warm water's comfort.
"Go run him a bath, I'll transfer him there, if he messes in that we can turn the shower on." Jack demanded, "He wants water. He gets water."
Martha rose to do so but Tish was there and she ran into the bathroom, quickly drawing a bath for her friend, then helping him settle in with a towel rolled up for a pillow.
Tish politely gave Jack and Ianto some privacy as she and Martha waited outside the door. Jack slid the capsule in and tried not to become upset as Ianto cried out with pain, even as he encouraged him.
"An enema next, if need be" Jack assured him, "Don't' worry love, it will be OK."
"Ahhhh, the anaesthetic gel is already working" Ianto sighed softly, "Oh it feels so much better."
Jack rubbed his belly for him, trying to reassure as he became more worried as time passed then Ianto cried out and grabbed for the edge of the tub, "JACK!"
Jack scooped him up and held him over the toilet while Ianto cried hoarsely as his bowels finally evacuated and Jack crooned and rubbed his back.
Once Ianto was in bed and finally able to sleep without discomfort Jack thanked Martha and Tish for being so kind and loving.
Maddy canted her head as she considered and then slid out, heading for the ship.
Brother needed something else and she knew what it was.
She was angry with herself for not realising earlier.
Brother needed power.
