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Kara was standing at the basin washing her face, the special wet wipes to remove the makeup in use, especially that loud red lipstick she was now ensuring was completely gone. John stood beside her, another lipstick in his hand and she accepted it, smearing it on liberally even though it seemed clear then nodded as she confirmed, "The zing is gone."
"Leave it on for about an hour then wipe that off too, any latent toxins will be gone" he advised and she turned to face him, her face devoid of anything artificial help bar the clear lipstick currently leaching the lingering poison from her lips. John was transfixed with her exotic self and grinned. "You know…if that fuzz ever agreed to a threesome you will keep me in mind, right?"
Kara snorted, "Get over yourself ya Muppet. Willem would eat you alive."
John frowned, "Depends. Would that be a bad thing?"
More laughter as she shoved his shoulder affectionately and his own mate chuffed with amusement in the other room, his exceptional ears having picked up the conversation and knowing his mate was only playing.
He was his now.
"So what happens now?" Ianto asked, Kai on his chest as he burped him after his afternoon feed.
"She goes back to report, the toxins in her body will have mutated and be airborne, each word she speaks will carry the sickness into the air, toxic." John said with extreme pleasure in his craft, "Within an hour she will die a horrible death, those watching going into quarantine which means shutting down the facility with everyone inside. Of course, just her walking through the levels contaminated each one so slowly, one by one they will die. Everyone who conspired to take down the Agency will instead die within it. Those who are out working on the orders of the Boss will return to find the place vented and those who didn't play the game according to the rules gone."
"How?"
"Do you really want to know princess?" John asked as Kara ploked down and leaned forward, "It will not be pretty."
"I am their daughter, do you think I need protecting from the nasty truth of the worlds? Come now Captain, tell me"
He sighed, knowing as well as she did that using the title always made him more subtle to her, "It's like anthrax. Plague I guess. She will cough blood, then piss it. It will run form her eyes, ears, nose…twat…arse….her skin will discolour and then split like an overripe peach…her eyes will finally erupt and that liquid will….you're enjoying this."
Kara was leaning over the edge of the chair with wide eyes, her mouth partially open and Ianto snorted as he watched John's face light up with amusement, "OK. So… she will sort of …rot within a matter of half an hour. The stench will be terrible, that toxic too."
"Will she fart toxic gases too?"
John stared at her then started to laugh, leaning back in the chair as he clutched at his sides and roared, Jack's voice coming from her sweet mouth too much to ignore and he was again amazed at her ability to have performed such a complex manoeuvre with such ease.
They had all focused on Ianto, had all thought him the threat. Even now, as the silly bitch stood killing everyone she was telling them only of him. Singing like a toxic canary. Fat lady singing, eh? Kara here and her little brother not even a footnote. Her death would be horrible, remembered by those who watched off-base on closed circuit TV. Ianto and Jack blamed, Ianto recorded as a dangerous beastie.
Kara? Kai?
The true danger was now free to exist without fear of retribution as their parentals who were clearly immortal could handle any attack thrown at them.
John knew protocol as well as Jax did. The focus would shift to Ianto. Jack will always be with him so any and all attacks will be met with gleeful force, the rare times they leave the bubble will be with fuzzies and weapons of mass destruction. Those loyal to the Boss now closing ranks to portect timelines and ensure his future.
Kara and Kai now just bit players in the eyes of the Agency, their true power unseen.
Ianto turned his head to look at John like he could hear his musing and he rose, walking over to place the baby in his lap, "Jack and I need an argument for a moment, take him will ya?"
John found himself staring into little pools of loveliness as Kai blinked at him, then smiled.
"Hello dangerously deadly little imp" he crooned, marvelling at the little package that might one day destroy worlds as his parentals watched, his sister no doubt setting off the charges with whoops of glee.
Kai squealed and reached out a hand, palm out and John knew the command, leaning in to kiss it.
"You know…I might like one of these" he whispered to no one in particular, "Always wanted a little sidekick worthy of reloading. You know… it feels different to how I thought it would."
"How what would feel lover?" Mack whispered and John smiled softly.
"To hold a tiny shit maker" John replied, "They are so…full of life. I always shied away from one."
"But you might like one now?"
"If it grows into something like that monster over there…yeah" John said as Kara threw herself onto Willem who yelped as she bit into his ear with abandon.
Mack smiled lovingly as he let a hand slide around John's neck, "Well…you better seed me while we have a blue moon lover, us of the high blood can conceive in that short space of time instead of the females."
John went still.
He would not have to carry it?
Really?
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..
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Somewhere...somewhen...a fat lady was singing and the song was a killer tune.