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An awkward silence soon engulfed the group, not one word exchanged between the three for several moments.

The look on Ianto's face would have been almost comical, if they were in any different situation, but Jack was certain it wasn't the time to be cracking jokes. Instead he broke the silence by offering Lisa a seat. Ianto quickly came back to his senses clearing his throat and looking at Lisa with what something Jack just couldn't but his finger on, the words which came out of his mouth dripping with venom.

"So, I'm sure Bill is just thrilled." Jack had never heard Ianto speak like that to anyone before, the hate he felt towards the woman was obvious in his tone of voice and Jack placed a comforting hand on the younger man's lower back as an attempt to calm him, only for it to be shrugged off.

"I'm sure he would be. If it was his."

Again that look of undisguised astonishment clouded Ianto's face and he could barely form a coherent sentence.

"You mean…?"

"Yup, look's like Ianto Jones is going to be a daddy."

It was Jack's turn to look shocked now. There was a horrible feeling growing in the pit of his stomach, and he genuinely felt like he was going to throw up.

Ianto just stared off into the distance a ghost of a whisper escaping his lips.

"Oh my god."

"Strange, that was exactly my reaction. Now, considering Bill's now out of the picture, and I'm hardly capable of bringing up a child, I was going to suggest you have it. But, now you're shacked up with," and at this point she shot a glare in Jack's direction - if looks could kill -, "him, I'm not so sure."

Jack was going to cut in at this point, but Ianto got there first.

"So, you're not content in being a selfish bitch, who is entirely untrustworthy, you're now adding homophobe to the list? How very predictable."

Lisa just raised an eyebrow at that, "Ooh, look at all those big, clever words. You have changed, haven't you?"

At this point the only thing that was holding Jack back from the giving Lisa a good old slap was the fact she was a woman. A pregnant woman. A woman pregnant with Ianto's child.

"I said I wasn't sure. But seeing as I couldn't think of any better ideas, looks like I have no choice. It's just up to you now, Ianto."

She scribbled something on the napkin in the table in front of her, sliding it across the wooden surface to Ianto.

"I really do need to get going now. Always a pleasure, Ianto."

She stood up to leave, one hand supporting her rather large bump, the bell above the door ringing once more, this time announcing her departure.

Ianto continued to stare in to space, and Jack was beginning to get worried. Why did she have to come back and fuck everything up?

He arose from the seat, offering his hand to the Welshman.

"Guess we'd better get going."

Ianto cleared his throat, taking Jack's hand in his and lifting the napkin.

"Um, yeah. Home."

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They arrived back at Jack's flat, Ianto had been silent the whole journey, occasionally picking at the hem of his jacket. The older man placed his key in the lock, turning it and opening the door, letting Ianto in first. Ianto walked silently into the living room, standing in front of the large window, which offered the perfect view of the city. Gazing into the distance.

Jack walked slowly up behind Ianto offering him a glass of whisky, and placing one hand apprehensively around his waist.

"Thought you could do with something a little stronger than coffee."

"Yeah. Thanks."

Ianto swallowed down the amber liquid in own mouthful, leaning back into the older man's embrace.

"What are we going to do, Jack?"

"It's really up to you. It's your kid."

"Ha, I had realised that. I just don't know what to do. You always know what to do. Tell me what to do." Silent tears trickled down Ianto's cheeks as he spoke, Jack noticed them in their reflection in the window, and turned Ianto in his arms, wiping away the tears with his thumb.

"Well, do you want a kid? I know you're good with them. That time we went to visit you're sister you constantly made you're niece laugh. And you're so caring. But it's up to you whether you're ready or not."

"I need to think about it. I've only just got settled with you, and now this comes along. I don't want to force a kid on you. It's not fair on you, Jack."

"Shhh." Jack placed a light kiss to Ianto's lips, "You take as long as you want to think about it. And don't think you're forcing anything on me."

"Okay."

Ianto didn't know what he was going to do, or what he wanted in the near future. All he knew was that right now, he wanted nothing more than Jack. He placed a hungry kiss on the older man's lips, turning them round and pushing him against the glass.

Jack pulled back, panting for breath. "Ianto…"

"Please Jack. I need this."

Jack simply nodded, putting his hand on the bottom of Ianto's neck and guiding him for another kiss, this time filled with more passion. He pushed his hands under Ianto's t-shirt, breaking the kiss to pull it over the younger man's head. As soon as the garment was lying forgotten on the floor, their mouths searched for the others, their lips reattaching, Jack's fingers on Ianto's back sending sparks through his body and shivers down his spine. He began unbuttoning the older man's shirt, not once breaking the kiss, slipping the top over the other man's shoulders and guiding him by the waistband of his trousers to the sofa. He broke the kiss, fumbling with Jack's belt and pushing his trousers down past his strong legs, Jack slipping his shoes and socks off, and kicking his trousers away, not caring where they landed. The American unbuttoned Ianto's jeans and pushed them past down his lithe limbs, again the garment was thrown into a forgotten heap in the living room. Jack pushed Ianto onto the sofa, straddling the younger man, kissing a trail from his shoulder blade, up his neck, along his jaw line, eventually landing on his lips, slipping his tongue into the gorgeous wet heat that was his partner's mouth. He reached between them, taking Ianto's now rock hard cock in his hand, running it up and down slowly, teasing the younger man, Ianto moaning into the kiss, and bucking his hips.

Jack reached over to the cabinet beside the sofa, pulling open a drawer and locating a condom and some lube. He ripped open the packet and was about to roll it over himself when Ianto reached his hand out to stop him. "Please Jack, can I…"

Jack knew exactly what the younger man wanted without any further words needed to be uttered. He rolled the condom over Ianto's arousal and squeezed the lube over his palm, running it up and down the younger man's cock. He squeezed the remainder of the cool substance on to Ianto's fingers, instructing him to rub it in, before guiding the younger man's hand to his tight hole. It had been quite some time since he had been topped. When Ianto placed the first finger inside Jack, he created the most gorgeous moans and began writhing above the Welshman.

By the time Ianto had inserted two more fingers Jack was begging and Ianto couldn't take any more waiting either. He slid his fingers out, Jack momentarily feeling empty, but not for long, as Ianto pushed in to Jack, the gasps and moans emitting from the older man's mouth, like music to Ianto's ears.

Jack dropped his head against Ianto's shoulder, reaching down for the other man's hand and entwining their fingers, as he moved up and down, the pleasure washing over both in waves.

It wasn't long before they were both close to the edge, ready to jump off and reach their climax. Jack came first, shouting out Ianto's name and biting down on the other man's shoulder blade. The tightening and shuddering around Ianto was enough to push him that extra little bit and he came deep inside Jack, screaming the other man's name and dropping his head against the other man's shoulder.

He kissed the other man's neck and breathed against his skin, "Love you."

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Some time later when both men were cleaned up and lying in bed, wrapped in each other's arms, Ianto reached his decision.