rya-fire1: aw thanks.
biancurath: me too.
Feeblyplatypus: he is like a five year old but I wonder how old Jack is. Thanks I will continue the story.
torchwoodfan4eva: poor Ianto. Thanks I'll try to do another crossover.
I love Janto: yeah he is. Thanks for the snow.
Warning: Mpreg
Jack pulled Ianto down into the bed. Then Jack told Ianto to take a nap as if he was a little kid.
"I'm serious Ianto whatever-your-middle-name-is Jones you need a nap." He wondered why he didn't know Ianto's middle name by now but decided to focus on that later.
"I don't need a nap," Ianto events at Torchwood had made it impossible for him to get a lot of sleep not that he had any time to sleep between Torchwood and a pregnant Jack.
"Yes you do. And your going to take a nap or if you can't sleep your going to lay here for hours."
"Jack I don't have time for that. Torchwood, you-"
"Your no use to either of those if you literally work yourself to death. Your taking a break which you do need."
"Fine." He closed his eyes and tried to drift off to sleep.
"Ianto you can't nap in your tie, you'll choke to death."
"I've napped plenty of times in my tie."
"Just because you haven't choked to death yet doesn't mean you not going to."
Ianto rolled his eyes and took off his tie. Jack snuggled closer to him and they soon drifted off to sleep.