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It was the rehearsal dinner and Ianto was watching with that usual eagle eyed concern as everyone laughed, talked and mingled. Ton had not wanted a big lavish sit down meal, both of them wanting a buffet style where people could sit wherever to eat, or just mill about with plates of food.

Ianto felt deep down that it was a show of defiance, a mark to show he was a Grup now as he knew full well Ianto's rules for food etiquette. Not that he minded. It was actually working better as everyone had fun and there didn't seem to be any annoyance.

Of course … the wedding day would be another mater witty there being more people then and Ianto was making mental notes for small improvements to be made before then for the betterment of the experience.

"You know … this is supposed to be the last night of planning" Curtis said softly as he let his hand slide into Ianto's "You will enjoy the day right?"

"Well …. I shall try" Ianto pulled the man into his arms and kissed his forehead as he held him "But I will be a terrible worry wart just the same. The show is on display as well as Ton and Angel. I will be nervous. At least it's not a live how. Editing can fix any slip-ups and they will enjoy recreating the day for any reshoots."

"She looks so happy. That's the main thing right? They are both happy and in love"

"Yes Curty. It is. You OK?" He assured Ianto that he was fine, still another hour or so before wanting bed. Ianto's eyes slid to the child sitting silently on a chair swinging his feet and he sighed "But right now I have a tired little munchkin over there"

Ianto walked over and lifted Hawk to his hip, kissing his cheek and walking for the buggy to take him home, Imp appearing from nowhere to walk with him. "I'm tired too Taddy."

"Me too. Let's go snuggle. Daddy will be a while, he is still retelling one of his stories about….shit" Ianto stopped walking as Jill suddenly appeared on the fringes of people and headed for Jack at great knots. How the hell she had got loose… who knows. One of the sternest rules was no incredibly excitable monster dogs and he could only watch as Jack was hit from behind, midsentence and his shrill squeal as he was driven into the nearest flower display stopped the entire party. Everyone turning to watch as he roared and writhed under the mop of madness.

"Well then. I didn't like that one anyway" Imp said quietly to his father "too much greenery. Didn't match the others. We can put a little memory book or something in there now."

"IMP!" Ianto gasped "What a great idea!"

He wandered home as his mind whirred through his inventory of craft things and he knew he had just the book.

"Jill … come."