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Ianto was in the hall, the lovely wedding anniversary for the couple who were so excited to see what cake Ton had done. Ianto was tired after decorating and didn't want the evening to be about him so he wished them well, told them e could not wait for his own 'big one' and then left them to it.

He was amazed at such a large wedding anniversary, knew his own would be as fulfilling and to know they he would get there… despite the Gods shitting in them all the time, to finally look forward and think… I might just live ya know… sure was something.

His kids were grown, kids of their own and another late life little one to enjoy and smother… with a pillow if he is not careful… Ianto knew he was blessed.

Ianto knew he had suffered, he knew he had lost do much, this life had cost so much but the rewards… wow. So lucky. Ianto had no idea what the future might bring and he also knew not to gloat too much as the Gods do not like that and usually rain on you… rain. He met Jack because of a rainy day… ok… and a mugger that was not a mugger but really…

"MOVE IT!"

Ianto was shaken from his deep thoughts by the voice yelling at him and as the motorbike roared past he felt a real anger flare, this person another one from the studio that had no fucking manners. His walking stick was in the spokes of the motorbike before he even thought of it and as the man crashed off it Mi' Lady decided she didn't like his manner either.

"Get the fuck out of my village" Ianto roared, seizing the man and looking around for help as several men ran with open horror towards the madness. They asked if he was OK then started to remove the man, Mountain stopping to pick up the motorbike like it was a kid's pushbike.

Ianto was beyond angry now as he stormed to Walter's house to explode everywhere but the men had rung ahead. Walter was on the phone screaming with rage as he shut down production on ALL fronts until this was sorted.

"Yeah? If ya do not like it, sort your boys out!" Walter screamed before calmly placing the phone down and turned to his Tad "Don't worry Tad. I will sort this."

Big handsome man of substance, big beautiful superstar.

Ianto nodded and went home.

Certain this would be sorted out.

Or whether Walter's people liked it or not… he could close the gates for a while.