Chap 61
DAY THREE MORNING
Ianto was packing. Last night had been a long arduous task in the large bed all alone.
He considered calling to tell Jack but decided to surprise him instead, wanting to get back as soon as possible.
Maybe he should have chosen something they could all do as a family. Even at the weekend might have been better, knowing Walter was being entertained while they had time together.
Thursday had been wonderful at the spa, Friday had been fine but now it was Saturday and the morning snuggle in bed was sorely missed.
Sunday would be unbearable here alone.
Time to go.
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Jack laid in the bed with Babbit snuffling against his chest. Walter had come in for his normal Saturday cuddle and cuddled Ianto's pillow with a little whine.
"I miss him too bug" Jack said softly and Walter's bottom lip wobbled.
"Come here stinky" Jack placed Babbit in the other arm so Walter could cuddle in and the wee man cried softly for his Tad.
"He'll be home tomorrow honey, we just have to look after each other until he's back to make everything better" Jack soothed.
"Why did he have to go?" Walter whined into Jack's armpit.
"He was tired baby, so tired and he went to a place where he could have a big rest" Jack explained.
"Dayna said he might have gone to Providence Park!" Walter huffed.
"What?" Jack spluttered, "No. A spa. See the brochure on Taddy's bedside table?"
Walter retrieved the brochure and settled back to look at the pictures.
"Did he get a hot tub?"
"Yeah, and massages and lots of nice food" Jack added.
"But we have a hot tub and nice food." Walter frowned, "Daddy? Do you not know how to do a massage?"
Jack grinned, "You, Walter Harkness-Jones, are a bloody genius!"
"Yeah, I am" Walter said, "Daddy? I am?"
"Yeah, I can take classes and do nice massages for Taddy" Jack squeezed his little man happily.
"That's nice Daddy, Taddy should have things to make him happy" Walter was still snuggling when the sound of a vehicle coming up the drive surprised them.
"TADDY!" Walter screamed as he recognised the growl of Blue Bustard's engine.
The Harkness-Jones family rushed for their beloved as he slipped out of his SUV and he sighed with relief.
Ianto was home.