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Jack eventually found Ianto at Shangri-La with a grizzly Pip and immediately went into 'dick' mode before he could stop himself.

"Hey! I was looking everywhere, we do have other children who need you as much as Hope does, in fact more as she doesn't need the negative…." Jack faltered as he noted Ianto's' glare "…what?"

"Our son is teething and I did not want the entre place stunk out with his nappy. I came here for some peace and to let him have some quiet time with a bare sore bum while he is grumpy. I did NOT come here to hide. I do not have to hide. I am fucking Wolfling!" Ianto said the entire thing in a low tone with flashing eyes and gnashing teeth that had grown considerably from their human counterparts and his K9s were definitely fangs.

"Well … I didn't know" Jack pouted, "the bond told me nothing!"

Ianto blinked "So you are such a strong bond-mate that you feel the needs of our daughter better than her own dam yet our son who is clearly miserable eludes you? Really?"

"Hey! Don't turn this into something about the kids!" Jack sputtered.

Ianto blinked.

"Hope is not a 'just' child as you like to point out so go talk to her and smooth things over before you cause a larger rift between the two of you!" Jack demanded "Stop being the immature one. She did wrong. She was punished. Stop changing the rules!"

"Changing the rules?" Ianto said slowly "I told her she was grounded upon return and confined to the lower levels. You told her she could go out, go up and then in front of others called me a 'wife' but I am the one changing things?"

Pip growled and threw the stick he had been chewing at Jack then barked. He barked. Like a dog. An angry one.

Both men stared at him with surprise, then Jack did the worst possible thing. He laughed.

Pip's face changed from anger to a lip wobble as he looked at Ianto, his eyes filling with tears as he saw his Dad laughing at his display of Wolfyness. Ianto scooped him up and tried to comfort him "It's OK love. It's OK. You were scary. You were. It's OK. Hush now, Dadda was not laughing at you, honest. He was laughing at my face yeah? I must have looked terrified of such a display. Yeah?"

Pip was not having it and the death glare he gave Jack before burying his face in Ianto's chest let the man know he was the one who had neglected a child here. Jack sighed "Oh Pip. You really are feeling low."

Pip's body went rigid as he threw himself back and Ianto struggled to hold him as he tantrumed. His first real one and it was a doozy with words too adult for a little brain flowing as freely as the screams and Ianto knelt to lay him on the grass, scared of dropping him.

"I think you should go" Ianto said once the toddler was limp again.

Jack did so with a morose mood and he wondered if he needed some metering so he went to the one person he thought he could have a good conversation with on the matter.

Martha listened to him and blinked slowly as Tish shifted in her chair. Marley sat in another chair with the knitting Tish was trying to teach her winding off the needle, a cat pleased with the ball of wool it had seized.

"Wait" Martha said softly "He said she couldn't go topside so you told her to go topside?"

He should have heard the warning. Really, the fact Andy made a small noise in his throat from the floor where he was playing with another kitten should have been warning as well, not to mention Mickey sliding towards the door.

"And where are you going?" Martha snapped.

"To see if Pippers wants a kitty to help him feel better" Mickey said with the one he still had in his hand held up as proof. Always good at thinking on his feet, that one. Martha seemed to stare a hole in him, then nodded. Mickey escaped.

"I might get him an icy-block" Andy ran after his brother-husband and Martha huffed as she returned her stare at Jack.

"Dude" Kev hissed form behind his wife's chair where he was putting together some sort of toy "you're fucked! Preggers women are all about rules! They don't like disharmony."

"No. We don't" Marley said, surprising Jack "Tad is having a hard time with Pip, we can all see that. Poor little guy is so sickly. Hope was lucky to have gone, you know Tad was in two minds about it and it seems he was right. She broke protocol. Had I been there I would have kicked her little arse all the way home!"

"Seriously Jack, her age has nothing to do with disorder. Think about it. If Bonny let the dome drop by accident or…or…Billy accidentally left a loaded gun on the breakfast table, would you just shrug off Ianto's anger? Would you expect him to chastise you for being mad?" Martha demanded.

Jack was in the lion's den and definitely sorry now as they closed in on him, berating him for his stupidity.

Martha nodded to Tish who rose to go seek the child in question, another scolding to be given by those who had trained her. She had broken their protocols as well.

Someone needs retraining.