I love Janto: with everything that happens in Cardiff its amazing that they managed after being down to three. Jack curing Ianto's headache, I couldn't figure out how to put add that bit in at first.
Gwen's part might not be in the same time line as Jack and Ianto's or as Tosh's.
"Happy birth parent's day," Ianto muttered sleepily. Jack took the opportunity of Ianto curled up so closely against him to litter Ianto's faces with kisses. Ianto gave a contented sound but then pushed Jack off.
"We have to pick the kids up from my sisters," Ianto reminded him. Mica and David had been excited to have a sleepover with their cousins.
Jack sighed but started to get up. It wasn't that he didn't love their children but he missed spending lazy Sunday morning cuddling Ianto. When he finished picking out some clean clothes Jack noticed Ianto checking his phone.
"Rhi says the kids have started making breakfast. We better hurry."
Gwen carefully lay her daughter down into the crib. She'd called her own mom to wish her a happy mother's day and couldn't help thinking about how one day Anwen would be old enough to understand what Mother's Day was.
She was in no hurry for her little girl to grow up.
Tosh solved sudoku puzzles while she drunk her tea and tried not to think about Torchwood. Her husband and son had said they'd be back with a surprise for her and she eagerly awaited finding out what it was. She could find out now if she wanted, maybe hack some CCTV cameras expect she had promised she wouldn't.