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Bonnie walked slowly around the room she hadn't even known was there.

Because it hadn't been. Chrystal had worked overtime to open another one she had been cultivating for some time and now as Bonnie walked around, her fingers scraping the walls Ianto knew she was being felt, examined and liked. And visa-versa.

"It's bigger" she finally said.

"Yes"

"Why is it not used already?" she turned to face him and he shrugged "Well … I didn't want to tell anyone with the water and all."

"Water?"

Ianto pointed and she gasped as she finally saw a little stream of water at the corner of the room. "Oh my god, we could harness that! I need water for the forge"

"Yes" Ianto smiled softly "I heard something like that."

Ianto left her measuring and found Jack waiting outside "Hey Holdfast. I will head over to the Outpost apparently they might have some coppers she can use for the gasoline. Also … their blacksmith has offered to help, he is already making her some tools."

"They have a blacksmith too?" Ianto frowned "You know … they are so slack with their list, we have no idea how many of them there are now."

"While we are there I will ask about that, I know their bookkeeping is not like ours but seriously love, I doubt anyone can compare to you" Jack soothed, then turned to go with Ianto calling after him.

"Cariad? Taking Billy?"

"Yeah, maybe Dean if he's finished that silent argument he's having with Frank, what's up with that?" Jack asked as he swung back.

"Apparently Dean discovered another kitten and there is an argument about it with the Predi-Pup entering the home. Frank does not want to choose but Dean is scared the baby might kill the kitten before it is trained to live with other beings. I see both of their arguments but … maybe introducing another early is better than when it feels it is the only one and must defend" Ianto shrugged.

"So … they are arguing about whether to introduce another child?" Jack was amused now, laughing as he wandered off and Bonnie came out of the room and turned to look at Ianto, her face more calculating now.

"So … the Outpost guy … the Viking dude … he'll get him to make me some more forge pieces?" she asked "Like … I gave him some spare stuff to set him up ya know. Only fair if he's set up he gives back."

"The Viking dude" Ianto sighed "They give themselves names now?"

"Yes Holdfast" she snorted and Ianto poked his tongue out at her. Then she sobered "No. Just what I call him as I keep forgetting his name. Something that is … I don't know … common. No one really refers to him by name, they all call him Red. "Go ask Red, did you see Red' and he seems to answer to it. Do you think the kids are done with their lesson in humility?"

"A red head. Well, the twins will be glad to hear that, they do not like being odd. As to the kids …I think they are" he nodded "you know … each new pup brings more stirring of the pot. This one … he seems to be more connected than the others. He is definitely stirring things. He seems to be a little beast who enjoys playing the devil."

"What, like Jiminy Cricket?" she laughed.

He did not.

"Devil's advocate more like" Ianto sighed "He listens to everything, seems to soak it all up. Loves drama. Funny, I don't think he will talk all that much, prefers to watch."

"I wonder what it's like. To have a connection with your child before it is even born" she said with wonder.

"The first time … I freaked right out and didn't tell anyone. By now it feels nice to have it. I get a sense of who he or she is and I wonder if in the beginning, back when man was more animal than now, back when the senses were more honed and man was more in touch with Mother Earth if this was something that existed. We became lazy, so lazy. This might be what some creatures feel, why some are born with knowledge from their parentals. " Ianto said as he fiddled with his shirt that was now snug "Genetic memory is something that may have easily been this. A communication of sorts. You know when it all went tits up there was a theory in the scientific community that perhaps phobias were actually memories of parentals passed to their young. A parental that almost drowned, a child with a fear of water. Ya know? How would that work if not by some sort of sharing of thought or dream processes? Did the parental dream of their horrible memory while carrying their young?"

"Ianto" Bonnie said gently, placing a hand on his arm "You are so deep sometimes I feel like I am looking in to some abyss capable of blowing my body and soul if I stare too long."

"You know … Jack says much the same thing, except the blowing if a different part of his anatomy" Ianto snorted and she laughed.

"Of course he does, dirty man!" she roared as she hugged her friend "This might work. Seriously, this would make a great forge and workplace for me. Thanks for this, I know there must be a reason this was hidden."

"Yes" Ianto looked around with her "It was for you."

She did not question, has learned as many have that Ianto's comments are sometimes beyond the comprehension of a mortal. Whatever he knows, feels or decides, she will always follow.

He will never fail them.