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Ianto was checking the CCTV feed as Jack read the bedtime stories….yes they had now accepted there must be three. One for each stinker. Even as all three snuggled in, Carley in Jack's lap while the two boys hugged one another in the same bed.

Some nights Carley would demand to sleep with the boys too, those nights she wanted to sleep with Jack and Ianto a problem but they were gradually weaning her to her own room where some nights she was excited to get an extra Daddy story just for her if she promised to keep her teddies company that night. The awkward move of an unconscious toddler from their bed to her own was not always easily done and some nights she was able to achieve total domination but Jack had realised this meant no sexy time too. He had redoubled his efforts to be stronger and not give into those eyes.

The Party was that weekend coming, the preparations starting tomorrow and Dylan was so nervous that Ianto had to keep promising he would watch his back.

Ianto clicked from the front door feed to the garden and smiled as his sugar for the day was to watch the children play while he had been inside working. Carley. Toddler extraordinaire casually slipping Jack's gasp and taking off …ah…gate!

Ianto clicked to the camera he had repositioned and watched her lean against the gate to shove her arms through like reaching for something. He expected to see a little cat or a fog bound up but what he saw chilled him to the bone.

Her Da.

Ianto watched as the man knelt and offered her something then leaned in for a kiss as she laughed and shoved it into her mouth. A sweet. Shit.

Ianto then saw something that made him feel ill, Lorenzo there pulling his sister back as he snarled at his father, little sharp teeth gnashing as the father snarled back with equal hatred. Dangerous and defiant the both of them. Two alphas.

"what are you watching there love? Got the….." Jack stopped speaking as he leaned over to see the feed, his face losing all colour as he watched her reach back around her brother to wave goodbye to the man who rose and made a gesture at his son.

"When was that?"

"Just after 2pm" Ianto said softly, "I knew there was a reason she was going to the gate."

"What do we do?" Jack asked shakily, sitting to stare at the still image.

"We do this the easy way" Ianto replied, "This is her father, she still loves him and is too little to understand differently. We will not look at her and think of destroying something even as vile as him who made something so perfect, will we. As much as the Hoodlum in me wants to wait and cut his throat next time he comes near… I think one day she and Lorenzo might want to face him again, if only to ask why. To tell him how much he hurt them. We can't take that from them, we can't deny a healing thing like that."

"No. You're right. I'll get a couple of soldiers to camouflage and watch from the undergrowth for the next few days, she goes there constantly so he must come every day or so." Jack knew Ianto was right, one day Lorenzo needed to be able to stare down the man who scared him so much and snarl louder.

Ianto saved the footage and sent it to Jack's tablet so he could pass it on and get the ball rolling then he rose to go check the babies, all abed and sleeping. He returned to find Jack ending a call to do as he had promised, no bloodshed. Ianto also made a mental note to make sure Jones Security stepped up a little, he needed this prick off the streets and locked in a cage.

"You know something?" Ianto said softly as Jack looked up at him.

"What's that beloved?"

"You are a Master Bedtime Story Teller" Ianto said happily, "Well done."

Jack lit up, the problem placed aside as the tablet found the table and he rose to face Ianto, "Do I get a prize?"

"Oh my lover, anything you want" Ianto said coyly, the noise of Andy in the kitchen muted as they both made their way upstairs calling goodnight to him.

Andy called back that he was going to bed too, just finishing the dough to rise overnight for the bread.

"Bread" Jack crooned, "Yummy."

"Get in there and I will make something rise too" Ianto hissed as he shoved Jack towards their bedroom and Jack started to giggle at his husband's ability to become crass once the babies were asleep.

Soon both men were enjoying one another as they did most nights without the bed bug, their love overwhelmingly sweet as each tried to please the other while fighting their own delight in the actions in the bed sheets.

Finally Jack gave in and started to buck as Ianto won the game, taking Jack over the edge of sanity.

No problems.