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Ianto opened the door to find Andy there, a look of consternation as he looked back at Ianto with something in this hand.
"Andy Pandy… come on in. what's up?" Ianto stepped back as Andy came up the steps into his home.
Andy explained that the store wanted to trespass him for having a go at Gwen so Ianto played the recording as Jack stopped drying dishes to listen as well. The part about not being a receiver making him roar with mirth and call him cheeky.
"Shit" Andy said softly when the recording finished "She said you had a go at her and she was scared for her feckin life. Sounds like it. Christ."
"Can you do me a favour?" Ianto asked as he fiddled with the table cloth "Don't let on about this? Give me the trespass notice and we will sit on this?"
"Why? That is proof of her involvement in the drugs and … what are you up to Jonesy?" Andy narrowed his eyes "you have that devious look."
"The wedding is coming up in the New Year right? Be a shame if someone sabotaged it" Ianto shrugged and Andy sat back with a wide grin.
"You bastard. The entire town will be there, if you ….ooooooooo. Then I can arrest her and they will all know why. Let's do it!"
Jack threw down the tea towel "What's the plan tiger?"
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"Rhys?" Ianto was expecting this one and still didn't' like this side of it but he had to accept this even if it stung as Rhys stood on the doorstep threatening him with violence and telling him not to ever speak to him again.
"You are a good man Rhys. She is making a fool of you but... you are a good loyal man. Shame it's not to your mates. OK. Goodbye" Ianto said as he closed the door, the only words he had spoken since the one word of greeting.
Rhys stood on the other side feeling strangely bereft even if he had said everything he wanted to in warning. Ianto's face had been…. Disappointed. As Rhys walked to his car he wondered yet again if he was making the right choice here.
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Ianto had expected Christmas to be a quiet affair, especially with the crap going on but once he had 'bubbled' himself he found this Christmas to be exciting and new as he saw it through the eyes of the sweet little girl that had quickly got under his skin.
Christmas Eve night, they put her to bed and crept about with gifts, both men giggling as more than once they scared the bejesus out of one another on the stairs. That bloody cat almost tripping them both at different times. Ianto was still a little nervy after what had happened with Gwen's family and still found a figure coming at him in the dark a bit unnerving in the living room so as Jack entered to place something under the tree he found himself slammed into the wall and he squeaked "It's me!"
"I know" came the growled response moments before lips slammed into his and he found it was a sneak attack of another kind. Oh. Wow. WOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW.
It was not the most affectionate or loving first time. It was more like a snatch and grab with snarling, growling, teeth and nipped clothing but both men were so overly ready for this that it didn't' matter and they fucked right there on the floor in front of the dying embers of the fire.
Jack had not expected this as all, hoped sure but really… he knew Ianto was a rare kind of sweetness and he had been so hard to read. Now as they both lay debouched and panting through the aftermath of their combined 'explosions' he started to huff with laughter "wow. Ho-ho-ho. Merry Christmas."
"Why Santa" Ianto rolled to him, his dick against Jack's leg already twitching again "What do you have for me?"
"A surprise" Jack growled seizing said dick as Ianto giggled and kissed him some more.
It was another hour before they made it up to Jack's bed where they were a little more considerate of one another this time instead of greedy. Not that it mattered. Both men liked it hard, fast and with a little burning afterwards.
Matched.
Jack held Ianto as the man slept, staring into space as he went over the last few months and the amazingly crazy things that had bought them together, then he smiled to himself as he whispered into the darkness of their bedroom "Herne, if you are real… thanks."
Jack finally slept as the world turned and Christmas gave up it's miracles.
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Alice was in raptures.
Ianto had picked the right dolls and he was quite pleased with himself, the lovely monogrammed journal from Jack a sweet and appropriate gift as Ianto had LOTS to write in it.
Jack was both surprised and excited to find the compete DVD collation of Dirty Harry movies, something he loved but had never thought to collect for himself and he knew many nights of 'Dirty' watching were ahead of them.
The turkey was perfect, as was the glazed ham that Ianto had painstakingly cooked over again which Jack had no idea you could do. Ianto cooked like a demon and Jack was so grateful for all the twists and turns in this mad escapade.
As Ianto leaned over to place down their desert, the kiss to Jack's forehead made a little girl's eyes widen slightly as well.
Seems she had a wish or two coming to fruition today as well.
Ianto had made his already… he hoped Gwen was ready for it.