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They made it to the hub in record time, Ianto wrapped lovingly in blankets and cradled in the back by Tarn and CJ.
Gwen had turned up to provide transport for the twins, who needed to be dressed and herded like wild animals as they realised what was afoot.
They got to the hub in time to hear Ianto scream.
A low guttural cry that had Myfanwy cursing back at him from the rafters.
"Shit" Gwen muttered, heading for Rhys who was wringing his hands as Anwen stood next to him, covering her mouth like her mother sometimes did.
"Mama, he's in pain" she whispered, her hand going to her own stomach that was just starting to show.
"Birth does hurt honey" Rhys answered, "Shame your fella didn't think of that before he knocked you up."
"Oh Dad, grow up!" she huffed, seeing the twins and lighting up.
"Hey guys, you want to get somethimg to eat?" she offered.
"Taddy's hurting" RJ whined
"No, that is just the birthing noise" she assured them, "When you have a baby you are supposed to make that noise, it calls the baby out."
She shrugged at her mother who giggled softly, then nodded solemnly when the small heads swivelled to look at her for confirmation. "Yep. Ask Uncle Rhys, I was a right potty mouth."
"She hit me an' all!" Rhys confided with a look of horror, "Right across me mush."
RJ giggled as SJ frowned and turned to CJ with a perturbed look.
"Yes?" CJ asked.
"No noise. Does that mean Taddy is done?" he asked his brother.
CJ turned to Martha who took over, "No. Taddy feels it on waves… you know, like hard, then soft and hard again. The quicker the hard bits, the better it can be to get the baby out."
"Out if where?" RJ frowned.
"Er, Taddy's Tum" Martha finally said.
"How?"
"Taddy grew a special birthing channel, like a hole Bubba can fit through. It's a tight squeeze so poor Taddy has to work hard to get Peanut out."
"Oh" RJ sighed, "Taddy got fat with baby and now it comes out and his belly goes down, like a balloon."
"Clever girl" Martha crooned.
"Not fair!" SJ hissed at her. "Saying balloon. You know I the balloons, they mean clowns and … well."
"Well what"
"The clowns."