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"That is why there is less dilution in the DNA" Ianto said softly, more to himself than the rest of the room, "Why the Windy-woo was stronger than expected, huh."
"What the hell are you talking about" Rhiannon demanded as her father sat paling more by the minute as he watched his father lovingly reach out to touch Ianto's face.
"And the truth shall will out" the Brig whispered, "I am sorry child but your mother begged. She wanted a son so badly, to please him and stop his anger. Each time he learnt it was a female in her belly he…well."
Ianto blinked and looked at the Brig and then at his fath…brother?
"You had mother destroy the female babies?" Ianto asked with confusion as he looked over at the monster sitting at the table, "You…you only wanted a male? Four babies. Four little lives. You had her terminate them?"
As Ianto spoke his hand instinctively moved to cover his own spark and he felt an internal rage building at what his mother had done to please a man who was never going to be satisfied. "That is why there were no others after me. They would have all been female too, she knew you would have killed them all."
Rhiannon looked at her father with shock "But…but you love Micha. You love her."
"But she will never inherit" Ianto sneered, "Just as you never will. He is of the old blood, the old ways. A son to inherit. Not a daughter no matter how strong or intelligent. You … gods. You are not my father. Haha. Not my father."
"You are!" He swung to look at the Brig with open glee, "You are my parental. Strong, virile and brave. You are the one who gave me my strength of will. Not him, he is only a sibling, only background noise. Oh Grandy. No wonder I was always drawn to you. Wanted to be you. I am you. I am your clone!"
The Brig smiled as he shrugged, "Well mostly. There is a smidgeon of my friend in you, do you remember my assistant Lieutenant Jameson?"
Ianto snorted softly, "And there is the Windy-woo connection, he was a hybrid right? The two bloodlines with the same marker."
"Windy….you mean Bladesinger?" the Brig asked with surprise, "Well, yes. You remember his lovely blue hair?"
"Yes I do" Ianto grinned as it all felt into place, then his smile faded, "That's why I was drawn to Caden you see. Him being a Cuckoo. A wee chick in need of a nest. Grand….huh. Papa. I might have thrown to you on looks but your lover…he gave me a lot of himself also."
"Lover!" Ianto's fath…er…brother exploded, "Now you say he is a Nancy like you?"
Ianto didn't even turn as he grinned at the Brig and realized the words spewing from the monster's mouth had no power over him now. Merely background noise as his heart swelled with relief and joy, resettling into what he had always felt when in battle.
Peace.
"Security" Ianto said loudly, the hum of the mainframe listening coming on line, "Ifan Jones has been accepted into the security grid as an attachment to Rhiannon Davies. I would like that removed. He is not allowed to enter under any circumstances and Mrs Davies is to only enter by appointment. Please remove any and all contacts from Mister Jones' lists and block any and all communications."
YES IANTO
Ianto then motioned the brig towards the door, "Come. I want to tell you something without others."
He led him to another room as the room they were exiting exploded with the force of a hurricane. The Brig settled on a chair and watched his beloved offspring sit next to him, his hands fluttering again as they did when he was a youngling offered a toy. Such a lovely child with an open face and loving smile, always polite and pleased to accept what he offered, be it an expensive toy or a simple hand folded paper plane.
""I don't know what to call you" Ianto said with a frown, "In my head I called you Papa you know. Always you were my Papa Brig."
"Was I little one?" he replied softly, "Was I?
"Papa. I have a spark" Ianto said with wonder in his eyes, "the Windy-woo from the two of you is strong in me as you both had the gene, you mixed in me. Gave me a little pocket here under my ribs. In here, a spark resides now."
The old man got the words, got the reason for his boy's touching his belly and he showed rare excitement as he scooted closer placing his hand over Ianto's "Really? A wee spark?"
"Yes, I am with child" Ianto said it, feeling the swell of ride as he did, his parental glowing as he looked down at their joined hands.
"wonderful."
"Yes" Ianto agreed, "It is."