Chap 5
The Pre-wedding dinner went without a hitch. Well, apart from the atmosphere between Gray and Ianto. Ianto could take an insult but when it was either directly or indirectly aimed at his son, well that was a different matter.
"Rhia, come on. Put the poor kid down!" Gray barked as she cuddled Walter goodnight.
"See you tomorrow sweetie" she kissed his cheek and he grinned.
"God, you'll be seeing him tomorrow, and as for you!" Gray turned to face Ianto, "You'll be seeing her as well. Come on, give her over!"
Ianto reluctantly handed his niece to Gray who popped her in her car seat.
As Ianto was clearing away the dishes the phone went and Jack sighed. The phone number was Chrystal's cell and Jack looked over at Ianto.
"Babe, Chrys. Pick up?" Jack asked and Ianto groaned and shook his head.
"She's only been home two bloody days, surely she can cope overnight. I'll ring her in the morning and say we didn't hear the phone as we were already in bed. It is after ten" Ianto reasoned and Jack grunted.
Despite his best intentions, Ianto worried all night that he should have picked up. He knew she needed to adjust to motherhood and her nerves were justified but he also worried himself sick for the wee man, still not properly named.
Over a fortnight since his birth and still called Baby Watson.
Ianto had helped her set up her flat, got some second hand stuff and even spent a few hours each day with her. Still, he worried.
She just didn't seem to bond with the poor wee mite.
The phone was ringing. Ianto shook himself from his musing and placed Walter's breakfast bowl in the sink. Chrystal, shit! Supposed to ring her.
Ianto answered cheerfully and his face fell as she told him they were at the hospital. Baby's breathing had worried her so she took him back.
When the doctor came on the line and informed Ianto that the wee man was in need of intubation Ianto grew cold with dread.
He reached the hospital at the same time as Jack, parking mere space form each other. They rushed in to find the doctor waiting.
Chrystal was gone. Apparently she had gone to see the hospital Councillor and handed over the baby. The wee man was a ward of the state. He was also poorly. His lungs were full of fluid and the doctor confirmed that he was losing weight.
Ianto surmised that the only time he was getting fed and changed was when he was there. She had been neglecting him.
Jack held Ianto as they quietly poke about options with administration, when papers were produced that she had filled out claiming the Ianto was the father Ianto became angry.
"Look, this wee boy is what matters here. Not bloody paperwork. If saying I'm the dad gets him medical care I'll say it. Shit, I'll say I'm the mother and he was an immaculate conception as long as you do your due diligence. You let him die and I'll fucking have yas!"
Jack was alarmed at the Chav creeping in and pulled Ianto away to calm him. A quick call to their lawyer seemed a good idea and they waited nervously.
All Ianto cared about was that little boy's welfare. Any other shit could be worked out later.