10
Ianto steeled himself for an afternoon of horrors as he and Jack headed into town.
Yes, the kitchen was pristine thanks for asking.
Kara and several Weres were going over plans for the extensions and he knew he would explode if he heard 'French doors' one more time in the same sentence as 'chainsaw' or 'No worries' ya know?
They pulled into their usual parking spot and Ianto felt something trickling down his spine so he hesitated as he went to exit the Jeep, looking around silently as Jack leapt out and started to stride towards the door of the service station.
Jack noticed he was alone and swung back to ask Ianto what the problem was when they both heard it. A high pitched sound that had their teeth on edge. Ianto slid from the Jeep and moved swiftly to Jack's side, the safest place to be right now.
"What direction was that Tiger?" Jack whispered, looking to Ianto who pointed and Jack started to walk that way, his Webley drawn as Ianto followed slightly ashamed of his hand clutching at the back of Jack's coat.
Whatever they were excepting, finding a group of townsfolk on their hands and knees sorting through something on the ground was not it.
"Doris?" Jack hissed and she glanced up, her hands full of the little green balls.
"There you are, come help sort these chestnuts" she demanded and Jack blinked, then snorted as he recognised the seed pods.
"Chestnuts."
"Walnuts over here" Ianto said as he wandered over to another group, that screech now explained as another crate was dragged from the back of the truck.
"My Cousin lives three counties over, these are from his crops. The last of his season and he sends them here. We sort the good from the bad and these form part of our winter stores. Ever tried grinding these in with flour? Makes amazing dough" Clancy said as he lifted a basket of bad ones to flick into a barrel.
"I never tried, no" Ianto answered as he sat in one of the nearby chairs.
"Well, maybe enough dough for you anyway" a voice called out, "I see a wee pot starting there!"
Ianto considered his answer but Jack really couldn't help himself, "Ianto's preggers. Kara is gonna be a sister."
Everyone froze, looking over at them as Jack proudly puffed his chest out, "I done got him up the duff. He's a bit uncomfortable thinking you are all gonna fuss too mach but I told him you are all family and will be respect…ful."
Jack found himself shoved to one side as Daisy clutched as Ianto with glee, the others crowding around him to see. Ianto was clearly horrified as hands touched, explored and more than one kiss was slapped on him, he was unsure by who…he was sure one had a moustache.
Once the talking had died down he rose and let them see the little belly that was definitely growing.
"Ianto is about six months along. Yes, he was barely pregnant when they took Kara and you now know he was pregnant the other day when the attackers struck." Jack said calmly, "I wanted you all to understand that this is why we have more Weres in the township. This was an attack on him … an attempt at the baby. There may be an increase in other creatures once they know. Ianto will be protected, OK?"
"Are you kidding? Shit, we will all want that!" the Sheriff spluttered angrily, "Sons of Bitches, oh, sorry baby."
Ianto felt a grin forming as the man stopped to address the baby.
Ianto looked over at Jack and rolled his eyes as his fears were realised, the first rug fluttered around his shoulders as another person ran to get him a better chair than that terribly unsafe one.
Jack could only laugh.