Chap 36
Ianto swung the SUV into the gated entrance and keyed in the security code.
The gates swung open and he let the vehicle crawl forward, into the parking area. He knew it was childish taking Black Beauty but the child seats were still in there from earlier in the day and he knew that they would be a bitch to get in to Victoria's car.
His car hadn't been replaced since the accident as Ianto had been too busy to shop for a new vehicle. They shared the SUV and Jack had happily let John drive his own mustang around while Jack enjoyed hanging out the window like a dog.
Jack had even suggested Ianto get one and Ianto had snorted at the idea of having anything John Hart considered cool. Using Victoria's car at a pinch had worked as well.
This was the first time it was a problem and he did feel a slight sting that he didn't even have a child friendly car.
Idris strode from the house with a grin as he recognised the SUV, as if a middle of the night visit was nothing at all, "Toto!"
Ianto slid from the vehicle and took two faltering steps before busting into tears.
Idris ran to him and cuddled him while Skidmark and Stinky got the kids out of their seats. Ianto soon found himself ensconced on the huge white sofa Idris loved so much with blankets and cuddles as Walter snored from a lazy boy.
Martha was in love with Noah, cooing and making exaggerated faces as he stared back with open wonder.
"See? Told ya" Idris said happily, "All Jones men are irresistible!"
Ianto laid it all out.
Noah. Victoria. Sleepwalking. Dreams. Birthday forgotten.
"I don't think he meant to overlook your birthday" Idris soothed.
"I know, but it's not just my birthday. It's the third anniversary of the day we met!" Ianto sighed softly.
"His Dad has just died, he's not sure what day it is, let along the date" Idris had his arms around him now, slipping under the blanket.
"I did the whole funeral, I propped them both up and they act like I'm a buffoon who can't even raise our kids" Ianto pouted.
"Oh Toto. He's just not thinking straight" Idris had a hand sliding lower and Ianto sighed as he snuggled into the cuddle.
"Stop trying to feel my bum" Ianto growled and Idris laughed softly.
"Can't blame a guy for trying sweetheart' Idris whispered as he settled back, feeling Ianto relax.
"I'm probably not even missed" Ianto groused, "She's probably making him pheasant sandwiches or some shit!"
Idris snorted and hushed Ianto, rubbing his back until he was sure he was asleep. Then he slid out of the bedding and stalked outside, climbing into his own SUV.
This bod needed a good talking to, face to face!