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Gabriel was singing… well… screaming but Jack told everyone his son had great lungs and would be a singer with the way he could hold a note so long. Jack had started to sing along with the screams and Ianto knew it was enraging their son as much as it was annoying him but Jack told everyone their child was a bloody natural.

Ianto was not so convinced, or amused as he struggled to get his tit out of his tunic fast enough for the little shit who was now an energetic six month old, strong as an ox and twice as needy. Once the boy had latched on, Ianto squeaked, "Shit. Teeth!"

"No!" Jack gasped with glee, leaning in to watch his son's mouth working as he lay in Ianto's lap, the rocking chair in the nursery getting a workout. "Are you trying to aet Tadda? What a goblin. I bet you are gonna have teeth as bright and shiny as mine, yeah. A cheshire cat grin for sure coming in son."

Gabriel forgot to be hungry popping off the tit to squeak with glee.

"Tad?" a voice called from the front room.

"In the Feeding Room" Ianto called back, his name for the nursery still making Jack snigger softly.

Rhiannon entered and smiled as she settled "Hi little brother."

Gabriel squealed, then settled back in for a drink.

Rhiannon smiled as she watched her father's face soften, knowing he looked at her once with that same raw affection. Still does sometimes when no one else is there to see him so soppy. Special moments between them like dancing in the kitchen to songs he ang so gently in her ear.

Alice had become a good friend, a dear friend.

The surprise for everyone was Rhiannon's return of health. Something in the water, they said. Owen suspected the Blumanchu drink they supplied her with some sort of determination, like they knew it had healing properties.

Whatever was in there, she was in spontaneous remission, and it looked like she might wind up seeing her children grow up after all.

And although back to health, she had found herself settled into this house with her Tad… and… Dad. The kids loved the two men and so did she. She was home.

And the house next door? Well…. Rhys and Andy were happily renting it long term thanks very much. Gwen is scandalized that she lost her husband to someone else, doubly so that it was to a bloody man, her work partner no less.

Not that Andy cares.

He got the teddy bear!

David and Steven admitted that they were NOT lovers, just friends that wanted to make a point and were best friends forever. Mica was the one Ianto worried about, she did not make friends easily, just like him. But she proved her worth as she decided the Blumanchu were better friends to have and her hair was sometimes braided into little long tight braids that mimicked their dreadlocks in a way that seemed to amuse them.

The Judoon were happy with things, Ianto a consultant and sometimes translator for them as he spoke all the languages of the region and did not embellish. They also liked the little miniature Phoenix and spent time cuddling the baby like huge mamas.

All in all, it was a good thing… a good place and a good end.

Or a new beginning.

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I will leave this one here, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this weird take on something that really did happen to the hopefuls who emigrated to Australis after the war for the amazing Ten Pounds only to find, once the boat docked, that they had been dupped.

Ten Pound Poms is a real historical fact.

This is my version of it set in a future where anyone can still be fooled with the promise of a better life.

Go with peace and love, blessings to you all xxxxx