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Owen's first time in Ianto's private room, a surprise to him as well as Jack had naturally thought Owen had cared for Ianto in here after the attack. To know even Owen was not allowed into a place he had so willingly allowed into also spoke volumes and Jack vowed to respect this union.

Owen's eyes kept drinking things in even as he checked Ianto and began the extraction, Jack sitting on the side of the bed watching Ianto's blood drain into a large bag.

"How much?" he finally asked.

"I will take about four pints, he will replenish overnight and tomorrow I repeat it then maybe after lunch when Joshy is full and more pliable I will try a transfusion" Owen said as his eyes picked up the spines of books.

""Owen, do you have to remain?"

"Sorry mate, just a little longer I know you hate having someone looking at your Lair but I am almost done" Owen said, then fiddled with the tubes, rising to remove the bottle, "I'll leave that shunt in, you are a real bastard to heal overnight and I would have to find an entirely new vein otherwise."

Ianto grunted and watched him leave, Jack closing the door and turning to find Ianto standing so close their noses touched, he barely had time to squeak before Ianto's fangs sank into his neck and hands were frantically pulling at his clothes.

"you smell delicious" Ianto snarled and Jack laughed softly, not at all alarmed by this as he knew Ianto would be hungry after the bloodletting so he relaxed into the cuddle and let Ianto drink.

The licking was divine, his dick twitching with each stoke as Ianto healed him.

"Sorry"

"Don't' be, that was fantastic and I'm a bit sticky now" Jack laughed as he realised he had creamed himself, Ianto making a noise as he moved and Jack was excited to see Ianto gracefully moving to his knees where he pulled at Jack's pants and the licking was now a divine torture.

Jack was climbing the wall as he gasped and wailed, Ianto nuzzling and licking him clean like a very naughty cat getting the cream.

Finally Ianto rose and Jack laughed as he stroked his face, "Wow."

"Sorry."

"Stop saying that, you think I didn't enjoy myself just then?" Jack panted as he let Ianto carry him to the bed….shit he's strong.

"I need you" Ianto sighed, nuzzling into Jack, "If this doesn't work…."

"I will be right here" Jack assured him, his heart reaching out for him as the thought of his own long gone daughter possibly being available only to be snatched back would be the death of him.

"It is my nature to see the worst case scenario, to see a failure looming. Joshua…." Ianto swallowed thickly, "He was my shining star."

"I have faith" Jack whispered as he rubbed Ianto's' shoulders, "I have enough for both of us."

Ianto's sigh was the only answer.

When a little blue body slithered into the bedding there were no words as the men moved to let her between their partially clothed bodies.

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"This might be the only chance we get" Owen said as he watched more blood drip steadily into the container, "If he doesn't take, it might actually turn him more."

"Yes. I have considered that" Ianto nodded from the bed his pale skin almost seeping into the white sheets, "I am torn between releasing him to the wilds and putting him down if he loses the last piece of him. I will never forgive myself."

"Stop it" Jack whispered, "It will work."

"What will?" a little voice asked form the blankets.

"My son. We will try to give him my blood so it helps him be more human again" Ianto smiled at her lump and Winkle slithered up to lay with her face next to his.

"Josh? Will it stop him hurting?"

"Hurting?" Owen looked over at her with surprise.

"His heart hurts because his Taddy doesn't hold him anymore" she said with sorrow, "He is scared of bad things in his skin. He sez his skin itches all over."

"Jesus, you are communing" Owen gaped.

"He's nice. Sad but nice. He licks me" she giggled then reached out to brush Ianto's face, "He loves you."

"And I love him too" Ianto smiled sadly, "No matter what happens I will try to be a good Taddy and do what is best."

"He knows that" she snuggled against him and closed her eyes, "You are a good Taddy."

"I do try to be" he kissed her little face as he marvelled at the small spark of humanity that remained in the one downstairs. Gods, this has to work.

Jack's hand was warm on his skin as Jack placed it on Ianto's arm, Owen removing the shunt efficiently as he watched the two men stare into one another's eyes quietly.

"You know … I was worried he would be alone forever" Owen said as he rose and Jack turned to watch him. "You are not the man I thought you were Captain. If he sees you and smiles like that … you are really so very needed and welcome here. Just….just… don't leave him."

"Owen, I can't" Jack snorted as he rose to see him out, "Don't you know? He has my heart."

Ianto finally felt it beat within his own chest as he fought his emotions.

Gods, he had needed that too.