Diane wants a Jack and Ianto wedding in Walter Verse...

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Jack was being furtive. Something Ianto was kinda used to by now but really… Christmas was almost here, Hawk was being a pissy little fucker again with his Captain Kitty Hawk games and now Jack was being a shit.

Maisey was helping in her own way to distract the Kat Man and soon Ianto knew it would all be over and he could rest, breathe… and start the entire thing again for Easter. Oh. He could NOT wait. Anyway, he had no idea what Jack was getting him this Christmas. What with the pandemic and all, knowing Jack it could be a feckin goat or something. Come to think of it… he better bloody not make it another animal.

Ianto had delivered all the baskets of goodies, managed to avoid the little boy and moo-moo sidekick as they puttered about in their car, letting Mountain take the brunt of that madness… he had the old hall mostly set up now for the dinner the next day … and finally he had no more gifts to wrap, deliver or hide.

Lovely.

Ianto headed inside his own house, clomping up the stairs to settle and sigh contentedly, letting a little snooze take him away for a while.

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Jack was busy. To just busy… he was SUPER busy as he moved around the village avoiding the Kat Man and the Dragon King. Oh yes… he had his own ideas on what would be a perfect Christmas and knew this year it would be epically amazingly… mad.

"Connor?" he barked as he swung around the doorframe of the Chalet Office.

"Ready" Connor gave a thumbs up to his old Heddlu friend and turned to nod to his trusty aide. Morty was a lovely DS young man who had moved into the village to work on Walter's set and eagerly helped Connor every chance he got. They exchanged solemn nods, then another… then Connor released this was like Japanese bowing and could continue forever "Go time!"

Morty scuttled off with the gleeful squeals of a lovely forever child. Connor lifted another book on top of the ledger to check his end of things one more time. Prepare… prepare… prepare. Ianto had taught him well.

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"Carl? Jarred?" Jack leaned around the doorframe of the firehouse where the fire chief and the 'junior mayor' were locked in a passionate embrace and both men waved hands towards him while still snogging.

Ah. Love. Wonderful.

Jack shot outside and almost collided with Ianto who had a basket of goodies and them both squealed as Jack grabbed the basket, saving both basket and husband from tumbling to the ground. "Sorry Tiger."

"Jesus on a fucking Harley! Slow down, it's slippery. Last thing I need is my husband with his scull cracked open!" Ianto scolded.

"yes dear" Jack leaned over the basket to kiss his beloved, then took off at a run.

"FOR FUCKSAKE SLOW THE FUCK DOWN YA WANKER!"

Everyone stopped to watch their boss roar at his man who waved back happily as he kept going. Everyone giggled and went about their business knowing the feast was only the beginning of the madness to come tomorrow. Of yes… Captain Kitty Hawk's Santa Hunt had nothing on this.

Jack was on a roll.

Literally. Should have listened to Ianto… never mind… it will be OK as the snow is quite soft. Jack finished his tumble at the steps of the medical center. How's that for clever? He staggered inside "OWEN! Ready?"

"You OK?" Owen asked, moving towards him with his own cane taping the boards. This cold did get into Owen's bones.

"Are you ready for tonight?" Jack repeated more forcefully as he shook him off.

"Yes, of course I am. I am always ready… like a fucking superman I am… ready as… Jack?"

Jack was already gone, heading off to the next stop. He had to be careful and he had to do it this way as he could not use the usual methods of communication… not with Ianto keyed into everything while in Xmas Mode.

He knew he had to stop now before Ianto noticed and headed home to prepare for the Christmas morning about to happen… before his special surprise for his love. Maybe this time he would actually get away with it.

They lay in the bed listening to the madness as Hawk learned that Santa might exist after all… the men clomping about Ho Ho Hoing like fucktards as the entire village got visited. Usually Jack would be involved but he knew he had to be rested and ready… this was going to be the best surprise ever.

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Christmas morning and the kids ripped into their gifts. It was lovely. Ianto had all the gifts under their tree so in the morning Sam and Walter came across with their families, Babs and Bethy soon following once the lizards were tended to… so everyone could enjoy the morning together… and Taddy's special treats of course.

"I hope it's always going to be like this" Babs said softly to Walter "Christmas morning here at the Olds. It's so perfectly silly… what would we do if they move?"

"Don't be a divvy Sissy… this is their home and we are their life. If they ever moved we would be packed up with the cutlery and books" Walter laughed.

"Right, come on everyone. Get your kids organized wile I get across to Gwynfa Hall where the Hoodlums are already working" Ianto called out.

Ianto headed to the hall he had saved from destruction after the floods, the huge old one twice the size of a standard hall and the heart of the village. This is where the fair wound up ending each year, where weddings were held… funerals too … the new hall by the mayoral chambers and library used for official shit.

Real shit got handled here. In the heart of Shangri-La.

Ianto slaved away all morning and headed back home to change for the feast, finding Jack already changing into a gorgeous suit he had never sane before "Cariad? How did you manage that while in lockdown?"

"Had this aside for a while, for a special occasion. It matches the one you laid to this morning and if today is not special… when is.. right?" Jack asked leaning over to kiss Ianto.

Warm. Sort. Loving.

"Well… play your cards right and you will find more than coal in the bottom of my sack" Ianto winked and Jack laughed as he patted that pert arse.

Lovely.

The day went without mishap… phfffffftttt…. of course not. Ianto was epically in charge as per usual and did not notice Jack's furtive glances at people… much. Oh yes, he knew something was up just not what. Still expected a feckin Lama or giraffe or something to appear out of nowhere.

The meal was delicious and apart from the sweet floral arrangement at their table of orchids and carnations with some baby's breath that differed from the other Christmas fare, Ianto did not think much of it. Someone clearly did is specially for him for some reason.

Sweet.

It was as they were winding down, Ianto finally relaxing that it was all over that Jack struck. He walked to the stage and picked up a microphone to call out to everyone "OK.. it's time for Ianto's gift."

Oh fuck. No.

Ianto sat up in his char, long around wildly as everyone cheered and thumped the tables.

Walter was in on it? Little fucker.

Walter walked confidently across the stage, followed by the other kids and soon all of them were singing 'a thousand years' as Jack walked slowly towards Ianto who was sinking in his chair.

"Ianto… darling. You busy?"

Ianto was about to snarl a reply when he saw his father standing with the children, his robes of office on display. Now Eugene had been proud to be a Hoodlum Elder but James… he did not show it much. Like Jack, he was one by default so he could stand with his husband. Oh. Ianto knew. Straight away... he knew.

"Jack… are we getting wed again?"

"Oh are we!" Jack gushed "Come on. Hawk deserves one."

"Oh… we are getting wed for our late life child" Ianto said with a droll sigh as everyone laughed and many gushed, hands clasping together as Ianto set a shy smile escape. The village was getting a rare treat. A Harkness-Jones wedding for Christmas. How wonderful.

"Everyone… I am here today to stand before all of you and tell you that I am a massive twat. I am. I know. I admit it. I am a first class wanker and this handsome… masterful man here beside me… he is the greatest gift the gods ever gave me and I do not deserve him. Each day, each hour, each moment… I know I am blessed. Ianto… my darling… I love you now and forever. Please… take another ring."

"Another one… Cariad I am running out of fingers and if it's one large enough... surely you would prefer it?"

Laugher as those in the room got the cock ring reference and the kids laughed because of the way Jack threw his arms out like he had been slapped in the face.

"Jack. I love you. I love the bones of you, the stupid idiotic jokes of you… I love the way you mow the lawns for everyone then come home and forget ours… every bloody time!"

Laughter as everyone agreed that he did do that sometimes.

"Jack, I love the way you love our kids… treasure our grandbabies and most of all… I love the way you hold me at night in the darkness where no one else can see my vulnerability. You hold me together so I do not fly apart… you keep me whole by filing in the broken parts of myself with those parts of you that fit so perfectly."

"Damn Tiger… that was good" Jack whispered softly "Darling… I love you."

"So... another ring?"

"Oh fuck… ah… Hawkeye?" Jack swung to his son who held up the ring box with pride. Black of course and of a moment Ianto had a silly image of a little cat head ring inside. He giggled as he waited to see what ring would grace his hand this year. He is not kidding… really needed to make a necklace out of them, like mayoral chains.

Jack opened the box and reached for Ianto's hand, sliding home the ring. Ianto looked at it with amusement. It was perfect really. It was a little silver dragon. A little skinny dragon that was curled around his finger as to clasp its own tail. Oh. God. Where the fuck had… oh. Lovely.

"Do you like it?"

"Prefect" Ianto croaked out "Best one yet."

"He said yes!" Jack roared like there had been any doubt and everyone cheered, clapping and cheering as Jack seized Ianto to kiss him with glee.

"OI! I AM NOT FINISHED!" James screamed with rage at his son-in-law "Christ almighty, no wonder Eugene hated doing this. No one sticks to the rules here!"

For the first time in his entire life, Jack heard Ianto's scolding coming out of James's mouth.

Everyone laughed as Jack looked back at Ianto and gushed "Orchids and carnations. Both the traditional and modern flowers of the 28th wedding anniversary love. And our rings… nickel."

Ianto looked around at the little sliver dragon and turned his hand so see the metal was indeed nickel, as was the plain band he had slipped onto Jack's hand… with tiny amethysts around the middle… oh… like the two little dragon eyes staring up at him from his own dragon ring "And amethyst is our stone for this anniversary. Oh Cariad. You DID think of everything."

"Was it a surprise? Yeah?" Jack was overly exuberant now as he saw that he really had, for once in his life, totally blindsided his mate. "You didn't suspect anything?"

"Not a single bloody … oh the flowers. They are so sweet… you added the baby's breath for Bets didn't you… oh Jack. You softie. I do love you so much" Ianto gushed with delight as everyone clapped some more.

Jack held him tight and knew that in two scant years it would be thirty years since the first ring was hastily shoved on his hand just before Walter's birthday, the one they usually celebrated but the first real one for him (while not dying) had been the one following it… at Christmas. Thirty years. Two years away… oh god… did he have plans for that!

Pears were the traditional, diamonds the contemporary and lilies the flower. Oh … oh … and a colour even. Green! Jack wanted everything perfect for that. No matter how many times they declare their love, share vows or rings… their love was eternal.

And that is worth celebrating every day of the year.

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If you've not read the gift for me this year from Lady Myfanwy you need to … it is epic.

BYOCO or Christmas in Captain Kitty Hawk's Village

By LadyMyfanwy

Gwynfa means Paradise, which is another way of describing Shangri-La