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Ianto wanted to see his son.

It was late, the hospital in semi-darkness with just low lighting along the hallways and he found it easier than he probably should have to slip from the room and along the hallway towards the nursery.

The guard outside his door was reading a book and Ianto silently walked past him, still amused that after all this time his stealth mode was still there, still able to wraith like a fucking pro. He padded along the wall, almost invisible as he listened and checked before advancing each time, then he saw the door he was seeking and slid into the room, the guard by the bassinette a comfort, even if he was also easily slipped around. Deep in conversation with the nurse, the man did not even notice the gowned figure slipping behind the incubator to peer in at the baby that seemed a good size and as promised, well intact.

Ianto stared for a moment or two then gave a soft huff of annoyance. This is not his baby. Although he has yet to meet Blob, he knows his children and this baby it not his. Good move. A decoy? Ianto moved along the rows to one incubator that seemed particularly tucked away and he knew before he even looked down at that face that this was his child, the blanket ocean him one Jack had knitted in their bed while watching a movie or three.

"Hello handsome" Ianto whispered, slipping between the incubator and the wall to reach in and let the child touch him back. Those brilliantly blue eyes bored into him as his son stared up with interest and Ianto felt such a lightness in his heart.

The little man had a rounder face than the other two, chubby. He was definitely better cooked and Ianto gently checked for himself before being reassured that there were no bruises or visible damage from the poor child's sudden birth.

"Milwr" Ianto whispered as he stroked the cheek of the child "Fy Milwr Bach."

My little Soldier.

Ianto was engrossed in his little son who was so brave, so dammed brave and alert as he seemed to reach for him. He became aware of voices and looked up to find the guard by the other incubator now facing off with a man who appeared flustered and pointing in the direction to the babies, begging to see his son.

The nurse seemed confused and moving away from the men as if she was afraid of them both. Ianto did not like this at all, the entire thing felt strange and he looked around quietly before deciding what he should do, opening the little cupboard to pull out the drawer full of equipment and rifling through it before finding something that probably should not have been in there.

The Gods are always watching and when needed… will provide.

Ianto rose from his son's side and stepped forward, around him to protect and defend while watching the man that was now pushing at the guard as he gestured at the baby in the crib and then the irate man suddenly reacted like a snake, seizing the guard's gun that was still in the holster while drawing up a knife to plunge into the guard's shoulder. The poor man screamed with pain and shock as he was felled and the place erupted with baby's screams with fear and anger as well, the nurse screaming as he ran for the panic button.

Ianto was fine though. He was not afraid, nor was he panicked. No. He has seen the tattoo on the man's wrist and knew why he was here, who he was here for and as he man started to approach the decoy baby Ianto stepped in behind him and ever so calmly slit his throat with the scalpel, stepping back to turn and look towards the door, the second man standing back confused by the sudden movements in the half light , then he began stepping forward "Dave?"

What a stupid name for a henchman. Dave. Seriously? Not Lurch, or Scarface or even something like Limpy? Sniffs? Dave. Ianto slammed the scalpel in his hand into this man's side, not wanting to kill but definitely incapacitate as the lights flickered on and security poured into the room.

Ianto staggered back with his hands out, now empty as the scalpel remained in the man's side while the man writhed on the floor in pain. The blood pool was growing and Ianto cursed himself for his anger as he might have been too forceful there.

"Majesty?" the guard panicked, his face ashen with pain as he clutched at the blade still imbedded in his shoulder, his only thought for the king who had saved him.

"I am fine Fergus you need to get that seen to … and Geoff … see to this one. We need him alive." Ianto pointed at the one on the floor and they all nodded as Malcolm slammed into the room with wide eyes and loss of breath.

"Mal… I broke one" Ianto pointed to the dead one, then moved back to his son who was still watching the moments outside his little bubble with mild curiosity.

"Hey my little milwr" Ianto crooned again "Hey… Taddy is here."

Malcolm looked at the carnage and then sighed "Jack is gonna have a cow the size of a VW when he hears this."