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Ianto noticed Jack hovering and was trying to give him time to say whatever thing he needed to, the fact he was chewing over it made Ianto aware of the fact that when he finally spewed it out incoherently, it was big news.
Finally Jack said it.
Late afternoon night with Emma in Alice's care for the afternoon and the world in a healthy state inside their little inland's calm Jack said it. Out loud. Into the cosmos. Made it real and shit. Ianto sat stock still as he waited for the punch line then felt his eyelids slowly drop in a blink, then rise once more to find Jack still staring at him intently.
"Come again?"
"That's what got us here" Jack grinned widely "Exactly."
"You… a baby … you're sure?" Ianto was finally waking from the shocked stupor and sliding to the edge of the sofa, his hands remaking for Jack's knees "You're…. we're…. oh wow. Oh wow. Fuck me… well… fucking you did this but… wow… oh wow."
Jack felt his fears wash away as he watched Ianto come undone, act like a total retard and say the stupidest of things, making Owen seem more intelligent for amount or two. He had hoped for crowing, leaping about or even tears but this complete breakdown of thought… was cute.
"Oh my god… we need so much… a baby. Oh wow" Ianto was on his feet now and before Jack could stop him, he had snatched up a black marker from the coffee table and strode to one of their painted walls to begin writing out a list.
"Ianto... that's permanent marker" Jack said with horror.
"That's fine... I will need to redo this room anyway" came the reply as Ianto continued to write frantically, a list of things their unborn child might need soon filling the wall. Wow. Like… lots.
"Will we need three binkys? What if he is not a binky kid?" Jack asked and got a glare. OK… this was beyond cute. Ianto was on overload. Awwww.
"So… redoing the room?" Jack was now interested in this new train of thought.
"Well… two…three is Toshiko's little one comes over… they will need a play area. The dining room can become our lounge and this room with the big ranch sliders that open to the secure garden and it's airy disposition will be a perfect rumpus room. I will have it changed into a wonderful space for our children." Ianto muttered, kneeling to write another thing he had thought of.
Our children. Wow. This baby would be smothered and he had thought Emma was a little… "Ianto… a breast pump?"
"Well, you might die and then where will it come from? Hmmm? Not like I can call the mainland for a fly over. Toshiko will have heaps, she can express and we can freeze it for both of them, just in case" Ianto was now standing back to admire the graffiti all over the wall.
"Just like that. I tell you we are preggers and you go into planning mode. Hon, we have months… months to get things ready" Jack laughed.
"And some of this is hard to procure" Ianto huffed.
That's the word. He word Jack kept trying ot remember when he thought of Ianto. Yes. The man who procures shit. Yes. Ianto is his procurer. His feeder. His… strength. That's the word. Procure.
"I will get right on it after we've eaten. I know where some is, I can start a recon list for next time we go ashore, I vote to go around the bluffs and try further down where the cliff face is stark, the tussock grass grows and not much else. Those little fishing villages, might be less chance of contagion" Ianto was still in procurement mode and Jack saw a flaw.
"I might not be able to come, if I am…"
"Don't be silly. Of course you will not come. Preggers. Benched… nope. Time for some bubble wrap around your arse mister!" Ianto said then swung to face him "Not that I would EVER put that arse out of action… oh no. I am sure we can gently… work around my need to fuss there."
Jack felt the grin on his face widening as he felt the soft and loving offer "Oh? Maybe… since I will soon be fat and grumpy… we need to get some… well… practice in ways to get around bumpy? I mean, I have a few ideas."
Ianto got out his phone, something that had confused Jack as to why he still had it until he watched Ianto calmly take a photo of the wall… oh god. A camera. Why had he not thought of that. Video capable too… they could recon and retreat to review. Of course. Ianto was onto it.
"Go get yourself ready for me" Ianto said without turning around and Jack was about to complain about the offhand comment when Ianto added "You better be ready when I get there or there will be a paddling of that arse young man!"
"Oh." Jack squeaked, then took off gleefully to NOT be ready for his lover.
Emma was not due home for another two hours and he was sure some 'paddling' would take time.
Oh my.
