AN: Last chapter! Woo! Sorry it took so long everyone. I thought I had more than this left. Ah well, hope you enjoyed! Special thanks to nannily for everything. PCJanto for always reviewing, no matter how long I left thing. And in no particular order, thanks also to Mie Mie, The Little Geeky Piano Girl, stories4ever,ObSeSsEd-WiTh-SlAsH, cookiezyeah93 and Lucas01. So, without further ado, onto the final chapter!

Chapter 17: Baby, My Baby

Jack was so far past freaking out that he was coming across as eerily calm. He let Ianto squeeze the life out of his fingers and didn't even wince when something cracked. Owen, situated between Ianto's knees crowed, "I see the head." He patted one of his friend's bony knees in comfort. "Not too much longer mate." Tosh was holding Ianto's feet as her friend's back arched in pain and there was no way he would be able to keep his legs open without help. She rubbed his ankle soothingly with her thumb. Poor Yan.

Ianto was exhausted. He'd been pushing for what seemed like hours. He fell back to the bed with a sob, shaking his head, whimpering through the next contraction but not pushing. "I can't." He sobbed.

"Yes you can." Jack was there holding his hand and in his mind. You can do it Yan, you're the strongest person I know. He leant down and brushed a kiss across his partner's clammy brow. "You can do it Ianto." Owen murmured, tone soothing. "Come one mate, if you don't we could lose the baby. You don't want that do you?"

Ianto shook his head, but more in answer to Owen's question. It hurts, he whimpered to Jack, panting his way through the next contraction. "Hurts" was an understatement, not only did he have stomach pains from the contractions but he also had a burning sensation as he was stretched down below. He had heard his sister call it the ring of fire, and now he knew why. How on earth did women do this?

I know it does love but you're almost there. Jack, at Owen's murmured direction, slipped into the bed behind his husband, supporting Ianto's back against his chest. This offered the Welshman both the emotional and physical support he needed. And through their new position, Jack could support Ianto's lower back, easing the pain a little by tilting his pelvis upwards.

This helped Ianto as he didn't have to support himself on his forearms and elbows anymore, which he was relieved about. He leant his head back against Jack's shoulder, and gripped both of Jack's hands. When the next contraction came he pushed hard, gritting his teeth so he didn't scream in Jack's ear, pushing back against Jack at the same time.

Jack could only hold him and whisper encouragement into the younger man's ear. He wished he could take the pain away but couldn't and did the only thing he could which was tell him how proud he was, how much he loved, how much he couldn't wait to meet their child... Owen, crouching between Ianto's feet said in an encouraging, bright tone, "One more push Ianto and the shoulders will be out, come on mate, just one more big push and your baby will be here..."

Ianto had cried out as the head had finally come out and rested for a couple of contractions because Owen said he could, then he gritted his teeth and gave one last long hard push, openly crying out again as the shoulders came free and the baby was born. He collapsed against Jack exhausted as Owen picked up the baby, cut the cord and gave it to Tosh to clean up while he dealt with Ianto. Ianto turned to see the baby, but then cried out and doubled over in pain.

Jack twisted, torn between seeing his child and caring for his partner. "Why isn't it crying? Owen! Why isn't it crying?" Just as Owen opened his mouth to reply, the healthy, strong cry of a newborn filled the air and Jack breathed a sigh of relief, turning back to Ianto. "Yan? Yan... what is it? What's wrong Yan?"

Owen looked over. "It's another contraction, don't worry." he said. Ianto flopped back against Jack. "What...why?" he panted. "Body's getting rid of the placenta." Owen replied calmly. Ianto swore, then tensed up, pushing again with another cry. After two minutes, the placenta was free and Owen massaged Ianto's stomach to make sure that everything was out. He then cleaned up, covered Ianto over and then Tosh brought over the baby. "Here we go." She said softly. "Meet your daughter."

"Daughter?" Jack croaked, eyes glued to the bundle in Tosh's arms. He sounded like he was about to cry. "It's a girl?"

Tosh nodded and handed her to Ianto. Ianto gingerly took her and smiled down at her. She had soft brown eyes, different from her parents blue eyes, but had Jack's nose and eye shape. "Hello little one." he said softly. He looked at Jack with tears in his eyes.

Jack was gazing down at the baby in awe, as if he'd never seen one before. "She's so small." He whispered, one finger trailing down her cheek. The baby turned her face and made sucking motions and made an annoyed grunting sound at not finding anything. Jack chuckled softly. "Definitely my daughter. Not even five minutes old and she's already hungry."

Owen brought over a bottle of formula. Ianto took it and held it to her mouth. Immediately she started to suckle. Ianto was glad he didn't have breasts as well. He smiled down at their little girl. "So what's her name?" Tosh asked.

Jack shared a glance with Ianto. "Kissa." Jack stated firmly. "Kissa Marie Harkness-Jones."

Ianto looked up at Jack with a wide smile. He'd forgotten that he'd told Jack about his aunt. Thank you, he said.

Jack leant down and kissed his nose. Anytime. He smiled and lightly stroked a palm over the downy hair on his daughter's head. They baby grunted again and sucked harder on the bottle, screwing her face up when nothing more came out.

Ianto smiled and yawned, Kissa yawned too. Owen looked at Tosh and gestured that they should leave. Tosh nodded and they left the new family to themselves. Ianto fell asleep soon after and Jack extricated the baby from his arms and held her carefully as she closed her eyes too and with a yawn was out for the count. Gently, he set her down in the cot near the bed, slipped under the covers and, curled around his lover, with their child nearby, Jack Harkness dropped off to sleep himself. For the first time in a long time, he was truly happy and this feeling would never leave him.

THE END