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Their little boy was called Robin and Rhys was in love, clicking as he fiercely cuddled the little one, before placing him on the floor with the other babies and everyone watched as the babies all seemed to wave to him in welcome.

"Now, would ya look at that" the father said with awe "That's the first time I've seen him smile."

"They are all connected ya see?" Jack explained, going back over the conversation he had already had with the parents who had incredulously listened and then realized that he made sense. Their child was strange. These babies seemed… the same freaky strange and they actually could relate. For the first time, they felt part of something.

"So, what now?" Melody asked, pinching her husband who simply grunted as he ignored her.

"Dean, care to help me get some drinks?" Ianto asked, letting the man follow him to the other room.

"This is crazy, cool but fucking… like… take the red pill ya know? Is this some sort of cosmic joke? Man, this would make a fucking hell of a movie!" Dean said as he reached out to take a tray, staring with wonder as Ianto started the commercial grade coffee machine "And this place… brilliant. Fucking hell… we left everything behind but what you are offering here… fuck. We were on the bones of our arse man. I was due to sell our caravan. That baby was not planed, we really had been careful with her cycles but…wow. It all makes sense now."

Ianto glanced over to find the man had stopped talking, his face long as he contemplated his place in the world and his failure as a parent.

"Still, you have those great kids and a wife who adores the ground you walk on, most never forget that" Ianto finally said and the man lit up again.

"Little Miranda can juggle already ya know"

"Seriously You know… I would love to see that" Ianto relied without turning around still working the coffee cups "what can she juggle?"

"She likes to juggle lemons and such" he replied.

"Well, she will fit right in around here. When given lemons you just juggle like mad" Ianto said and they both laughed softly.

"Look… all that stuff … they will not hurt those we left behind right? They were to family"

"No. No, they know we snatched you first and they will be right pissed but there is nothing they can do. They're been searching for us and we are invisible here" Ianto assured him.

"Ianto?"

Ianto turned to look at Toshiko who stood in the doorway with a look of concentration on her face that he knew well. News. Something else? Christ almighty, when does it end?

"Sure sweetie, we can talk in the study" Ianto smiled as he motioned for Dean to take all the coffees.

"So what now?" she asked as they got to the other room.

"We close the gate?" Ianto shrugged.

"And Rhiannon? The others?"

"Tosh. We can't save the world. We are not some kind of secret organization above the police or whatever… we are just people. Agreed, we are pretty damned awesome people but all the same, we don't have any badge or anything we can hide behind. If they did catch us, we both know we will not end up in a room somewhere. We will be in a big deep hole with a hole behind our ear." Ianto was so calm as he said this, like it was nothing to admit that they would be executed for what they know.

"So what now?" she asked "Surely there is something we can ado behind the scenes to mess shit up for them? At least we can fiddle with their defenses?" she seemed annoyed now, the thought of not doing anything alien to her.

"Toshiko, there is a saying that many people use. The pen is mightier than the sword. I do not hold with that" Ianto said as he leaned back to look at her with appraisal "I think we both know the pen is not mightier than the sword. Mighty is the hand that knows when to choose a pen… or a sword."

She grinned at him as she leaned forward "So… you have a plan that involves… a sword?"

"Of sorts" he winked "But for now… we have to sharpen that blade missus."

"What do you need me to do?" she asked with glee.

When Ianto told her, she could only giggle.

Yes.

This would cause some friction.

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Sorry for the slow postings but we are still in recovery mode after everything that happened here. Also, it was decided, for Mana (spiritual strength) that Te Matatini would go ahead (Youtube if you want to see my people performing cultural songs) and it is a three day tournament of the tribes.