46. Besotted

Rex had snatched the baby as soon as he could and he and Mickey had scuttled from the room as Jack lovingly washed his husband's cooling corpse.

Martha was so exhausted that she had wilted into a nearby chair and was sitting with her head back and eyes closed breathing deeply.

Francine entered and checked on Jack, seeing him calm and collected so she exited to fuss on Miller for a while.

Rhys entered and brought fresh hot water to swap out the already red bowl full Jack had been working with.

Jack huffed a thanks and Rhys watched as the sonic scalpel closed the wound and Jack began to dress Ianto in soft PJs.

Rhys gathered the soiled clothing and sheets, stuffing them into the bin for disposal and reaching to help Jack.

Last time Jack had refused help but this time he gently lifted Ianto and let Rhys place the fresh sheet down and tuck it before the body could be placed back and the top sheet and blanket be added.

"Pretty colour" Rhys said softly as his fingers brushed the baby blue blanket and Jack grunted.

"Gwen" Jack finally forced out and Rhys looked up with surprise.

"Really?"

"Ianto accepted it, said he wanted something blue anyway" Jack shrugged.

"Always the bloody forgiver."

"Yeah" Jack smiled softly, "Until one of us is hurt instead. Then he's a fucking nutter."

"Gorgeous wee man" Rhys smiled.

"Naturally. Ianto makes beautiful babies for me" Jack smiled back as he absently stroked Ianto's hair.

"Needs a haircut" Rhys muttered and he was surprised by Jack soft huff of laughter.

"In a minute, he won't" Jack said then pointed.

Before Rhys' eyes the hair adjusted and seemed to retract.

"Quicker this time" Rhys whispered.

"He wasn't afraid, there was no trauma." Jack explained, "He's racing back for our wee bub."

"Miller met him yet?" Rhys asked.

"No, Frannie is keeping him occupied until Ianto is back up, I don't want to take that away from him" Jack said calmly as he adjusted the blankets, "His first little brother. Both parents should be there to watch his face."

"He'll be champing at the bit" Rhys smiled, "all he can talk about is bubba."

"Connor Rhys Harkness Jones" Ianto said softly and Jack grinned as he leaned in.

"Hey there gorgeous" he crooned.

Ianto blinked and tried to sit up, Jack was quick to support him and adjust the pillows.

Rhys had raced for the baby and his face showed his joy as he proudly carried the bundle in and handed it to Ianto.

Jack looked down at his little boy, Miller to a T. Ianto made a small crooning noise and looked up with glee as a bottle appeared, care of Martha.

"He had a wee bit of formula at the first, the nutrients he needed added in, now he just needs a bonding drink" she smiled as Ianto expertly popped the bottle into the wee cupid mouth.

"Oh! Look at him go!" Rhys crooned as he clasped his hands together.

"My baby" Ianto sighed happily as he leaned into Jack's arms and they both held the bottle.

Tiny blue eyes looked lovingly up as long lashes fluttered.

Everyone was transfixed as Ianto and Jack melted.

Everyone was besotted.