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Ianto was sat in the lounge of his mother's home finishing off the coffee that he'd insisted on making for them both. They'd spent the rest of the evening talking about the time since her departure, with his mother telling him all about her husband and their life together, and Ianto telling her what he could about his life since Canary Wharf.
"I should be getting home." He said setting his cup down on the table in front of him as he glanced at the clock on the wall.
His mother nodded and they both rose to their feet. "I'm glad you decided to come Ianto, and I hope we can see each other again." She said walking him to the front door.
Ianto nodded. "I'd like that. You and Gareth will have to come round to lunch one Sunday with Owen and me. I'd like you to meet him." He suggested.
"That would be lovely." She replied.
"I'll sort out when we're next available, and I'll give you a call." He pulled his coat on and opened the front door. She nodded before stepping forward and easing herself up onto her tiptoes enough to plant a soft kiss on his forehead, in a way a mother would to a much younger son. Ianto smiled. "I'll see you soon." He said as he stepped out onto the path.
"Take care Ianto." She called after him as he strolled down to the gate, passing through it and crossing the street. Unlocking his car he slipped into the driver's seat and hooked his mobile up to his hands-free kit. Pulling out of the space he gave his mother a last wave before dialling Owen's mobile as he drove down the street.
"Hey." Owen answered sleepily.
Ianto sniggered. "Sorry, did I wake you?" He asked.
"I was watching a movie. Apparently I dozed off. Where are you?" Owen asked.
"I'm just leaving Newport. I should be back in about twenty minutes." Ianto explained.
"You okay?" Owen checked.
"I'm fine. I'll tell you all about it when I get in." Ianto replied.
"I'll see you soon." Owen said.
"Bye." Ianto hung up the phone as he settled into the drive home. As he drove along the M4 towards Cardiff he thought about the evening he'd just spent with his mother and the things they'd talked about. He was relieved by how easy it had been to talk to her, and how similar he'd found her to him. It had been oddly comforting to discover that he took after somebody, having never shared any character traits with his father. Pulling down towards the bay and into the car park behind the apartment he parked beside Owen's sports car and climbed out. Locking it up he made his way into the building, going inside and riding the lift up to the correct floor. As he exited the lift he pulled his apartment keys from his pocket but there was no need as the front door opened and Owen smiled out at him.
"Hey sleepy head." Ianto said, planting a soft kiss on Owen's head as he walked in past him, hanging his coat up on the hooks in the hall before going into the kitchen and opening the fridge. "Beer?" He offered as Owen settled himself on the sofa.
"Cheers." Owen nodded. Ianto removed two bottles from the fridge, opening them both and carrying them across. He handed one to Owen and placed his own on the table, loosening his tie and pulling it off, tossing it onto the table. Picking his beer back up he settled down beside Owen.
"So…" Owen prompted.
Ianto smiled. "She's… well she's really nice actually. She works in the Newport Council Archives, she lives in a really nice house, she has a husband but no other children, blue eyes, brown hair, pale skin, great sense of humour." He smiled wider at the memory.
"So a lot like you then?" Owen offered.
Ianto nodded. "It was reassuring you know? To find another person I share my weird character traits with, someone I look like. I never had anything in common with my father, other than the eyes. He and Rhiannon are very similar, but I was always the odd one out. Now I have that." He explained.
"Are you seeing her again?" Owen asked.
"I've asked her to come around for lunch one Sunday. Bring her husband, meet you. I hope that's okay?" He said nervously.
Owen took hold of his hand and squeezed it gently. "Of course it is. I'd like to get to know her too." He smiled.
"So how are the happy couple?" Ianto asked before taking a swig from his bottle.
"Who?" Owen asked confused.
"Roger and Janet." Ianto prompted.
"Oh, them." Owen visibly shuddered. "It looks like my theory was right. Just after you left Roger…" Owen cringed. "Well let's just say a good time was had by all. I swear to god Jack is planning on uploading it onto some seedy porn site."
Ianto chuckled softly. "What are you going to do if she gets pregnant?" He asked.
Owen shrugged. "I don't know. I mean I have no idea how long a pregnancy would last, what the birth would be like, what would happen at all. My only consolation is that it can't be as bad as the conception."
Ianto downed the last of his beer. "And Gwen?"
"Still quietly fuming at her desk. After she left tonight Jack said he'd have a word with her in the morning." Owen replied with a yawn.
"Tired?" Ianto asked with a fond smile.
Owen nodded. "Busy day." He admitted.
"Come on then you." Ianto climbed to his feet and tugged Owen up with him, taking the bottle from his hand and dropping it onto the table beside his own. Hand in hand with their fingers laced together lightly the two men walked down the hall and into their bedroom. Owen slipped into bed having changed earlier in the evening. Ianto stripped down to his boxer shorts before getting into bed beside the older man and allowing himself to be pulled into Owen's strong embrace. "Thank you for being here for me." Ianto murmured as he nestled into Owen's chest, realising just how tired he also was, as his eyes slipped closed.
"I always will be." Owen replied softly before sleep consumed them both.