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"Ianto, there is no such thing as dust, not in your world" Owen argued as he watched Ianto dusting the room furiously "Come on. C-Section? Like… bowling ball came out your stomach… a fist sized hole? Come on… please. Stop fucking raising your arms!"

Ianto stopped and turned to face him, his annoyance clear as he threw the feather duster at his head but Owen caught it easily as it was so slowly thrown it was like slow motion "Ah, damned feathers. Like an automatically closing door makes that door slamming exit mote."

"Owen… what do you want!"

"You to stop chewing over shit you can't control and for some calm to descend." He demanded.

Ianto knew Owen was right, just… they almost didn't go. They almost didn't get that baby and she could have died there, in her dead mother's arms, shielded by her father's body. That little girl could have had such a slow horrible death.

"I know. I know… I have to let go of what I can't control, I know. But you know me Owen" Ianto wagged a finger at him "I try to control it all."

Owen smiled as he felt a surge of affection for his friend, then remembered what he came in for "Speaking of Laurie, she's fussing something fierce. Won't accept any boob but she must be hungry again. Lots of small feeds is best for her to get over the shock."

Ianto entered the 'Nursery' as the main lounge was now being called to find his son at Toshio's breast, his little eyes closed in bliss as her little dumpling lay in a milk coma by her feet. Ianto sat with the little bit, placing her to his breast and as Owen had predicted, she latched on hungrily. All the babies seemed to sigh at the same time, the tension gone from the group as they all felt content now.

"Now… that's creepy" Andy giggled nervously, "Are they like… you know … psychically connected or something?"

Everyone laughed at him but Ianto, who looked down at the little girl again and saw those eyes wide open staring up at him. How can you not feel such adoration for a little bit, Ianto crooning as he told her that she was his little princess, yes she was. Awwwwww, such a sweet little baban.

His son snuffled and he looked over to reassure him that he was his prince, his most princely of all princes and one day would be a king of all he surveyed. This seemed to please him and he grinned up at Ianto from Toshiko's boob. Do they smile so young? Then Ianto suddenly realized he was looking at her boob and he blustered an apology only to have the others laugh at him and remind him that his boobs were in use too.

No shame there.

Everyone was content.

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Ianto found Jack in the kitchen with Rhys, both men baking quietly as they talked about Bedford Trucks of all things. He thought about it and then left them to it, wandering into the office to settle and watch the CCTV feed of T3, now interested as he watched a new wave of UNIT trying to gather their dead.

He recognized the man that stood in the middle of the square giving instructions like a total arsehole, arms swinging and major bullshit flowing. He kinda wished he could push a button like an ejector seat to blow the fucker up into the air.

"Whatcha doing?"

Ianto jumped, then snorted at himself with amusement, turning to face his niece "Hey Mimi. I am watching dickheads performing their Dickery dance."

"That's a lot of dicks" she relied sagely and Ianto tried not to laugh as he agreed, lifting her to his knee as he changed screens to another site, now the water soothing her as they looked at the unused fallback site that was still pristine.

"I thought we were going there" she admitted while snuggling against him.

"I thought about it but there is still too any people. Besides, that is our special place. I don't know if I want it to get full of bad thoughts and sad times." He kissed her head as he spoke "When this is all over, we can go. When we are all happy so we take the good juju with us."

"That makes sense" she snuggled some more "Uncle?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Is Laurie my baby cousin now?"

"Ummmm… I think so. I have to talk to Uncle Jackie but… maybe."

"So… Zane and Laurie would be… twins?"

Ianto looked to the doorway where Jack was, their son in his arms as he stood listening and he was the one that answered "yes Mimi. They are going to be brother and sister now."

"Good" she mumbled, "I think that's cool."

"Me too" Ianto said, making kissy motions until Jack leaned in and kissed him, their son sleeping like the dead, one arm swinging.

"Are you done lover?" Jack asked softly as he stroked Ianto's hair off his face with his free hand.

"Almost. Jack… remember us tlkaing about getting rid of your parent's house? I mean, they've been dead nigh on three years and we will never live there, too many ghosts, right?" Ianto leaned back and Jack frowned as he wondered what this devious mind was conjuring up now.

"Yeeeees?"

"And it's fully insured right?"

"Ianto, we argue about this all the time. Yes, it's in my name. It's insured."

"Hhmmmmmm"

Whatever it was, Jack knew it was not his place to fiddle about with.

After all, this was Ianto's show and had been all along.

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"And she's OK?"

"Yeah. Owen things she will make a full recovery and have no knowledge of what happened. When she is old enough we will make sure she knows the sacrifice her parents made." Ianto smiled softly "Don't worry Collette, she's fine here."

"When can we meet?"

Ianto hesitated, then knew he had to stand his ground as he answered "I have the coordinates, you just need to make sure you are not followed as we will all be meeting there." He said after a while "all the babies in once place."

"Don't worry Ianto, we will do anything we need to do in order to protect our baby"

"That's just it Collette… so will I" Ianto said firmly before he closed the call and swung in the chair, then placed the coordinates for the meet up, before turning to look at Toshiko who he had already filled in. "Right, we are a go."

"I hope you are wrong" she said softly, knowing he wasn't.

Have we not already confirmed the fact that this man is NEVER wrong.