Chap 57
DAY ONE NIGHT
Ianto starfished in the double bed and hummed with delight as the heated waterbed gently undulated beneath him.
He went over the weird goodnight call he'd just hung up from. Walter seemed happy enough and when the phone was held to his wee Babbit, the snorting and snuffling sounded fine too.
So why did Jack sound so strained and why in God's name did Gray answer the phone. Also asking what the polyanthas in the side garden were called seemed strange but maybe Gray was going to do some landscaping for Rhia, which would be nice.
Ianto decided to let that thought go and snuggled into the pillows, wishing he's thought to bring Jack's pillow so he could at least sleep with his smell.
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Walter was refusing to go to bed.
Jack had hoped that the phone call would please him and he had held his breath during it, relieved when it was over and Walter hadn't told Ianto about the garden.
Now the little bugger stood in the doorway of his bedroom with his hands and feet braced against the bedframe as he declared this a "Jones Zone" in open defiance.
Seems the Harkness-Jones issue wasn't done yet.
Gray seemed to find it cute and was encouraging Walter to stand up for himself, which had resulted in a head-butt that put Gray on his arse.
Now he saw with a bag of frozen peas over his swelling eye as Rhia crowed in his face for leaning over Walter when she had already warned him about the Jones temper.
Noah was asleep in Rhia's arms and Victoria chose to be as quiet as possible as Rhia scared the living shit out of her.
Jack tried another tack.
"Look, how about tomorrow we remake the garden as a lovely surprise for Taddy and then me and Uncle Gray build a Harkness-Jones fort, yeah?" Jack was begging and he knew it but at this stage anything that got the hellion into bed was gonna be pulled out of the hat.
"Can it have a name above the door?" Walter eyeballed him and he knew his next choice of words would be weighted and measured.
"Whatever my saggy bum wants" he simpered.
"Good" Walter lowered his arms and adjusted his Spiderman PJs.
"I want my minions back too!" he declared as he turned and walked into his room.
Jack sagged with relief, "They'll be dry and on your bed honey, sorry I forgot to do the washing today."
As Walter got to his bed he hesitated then gave ne last parting shit before sliding in.
"I want my house name to say "Jones Zone"!"