26

It had taken.

Ianto knew this as he leaned over the bed and vomited into the bowl Jack was holding with a look of adoration, his hand rubbing Ianto's' shoulders.

"Oh gods, I hoped I wouldn't get this but looks like I am in for it" Ianto panted, before vomiting again.

"The twins were not this explosive" Jack said with concern and Ianto waved a hand at him.

"I told you, we clicked" Ianto said softly, "It was an unusual pregnancy all the way through, this is more like one of my early ones. Gods."

Ianto vomited again and then settled back as he now felt empty.

"My poor love" Jack crooned sadly, wishing he could do more than just hold the bowl. Then Tosh was there taking it and replacing it was a clean one.

"I'll get rid of this darling" she said softly, "Least I can do."

Ianto found a spot to settle more, then sighed as he whispered it was too hot. Jack rushed to get the fan going only to be told it was too cold. In the end he stood flapping a magazine and Ianto sighed as he nodded that it felt just right.

"Why is Owen not doing this?" Jack asked after a while.

"Sympathy pains" she snorted, "He's in the loo vomiting too."

"no" Jack gaped, stopping the flapping as he looked around in the direction of the bathroom.

"Cariad?" Ianto's' voice was small and needy, "My flappy?"

"Sorry love" Jack resumed flapping.

"Happy" Ianto sighed and Jack shone, his back straightening as he flapped.

"We don't know if it's a boy or girl" Tosh said happily, "We decided to leave that to the gods. We just did what Owen calls Shake n Bake"

"Shake n Bake" Ianto said softly, "Hungry. Can I have chicken?"

"Mama get it!" Maria called out, surprising them with her hearing as she was in the other room and Ianto hummed as he smacked his lips. "Boy want drink?"

"Yes please Mama" Ianto said in the same little childish voice as she clanked about.

"I want one" Tosh sighed.

"Chicken or a drink?" Jack asked.

"No. A Maria" she said as Maria shuffled in with a baby in each arm, her other two arms carrying food and a bottle of soda.

"Can't have one" Ianto said softly, "Only one Maria and I will fight you for her!"

Tosh laughed softly and kissed Ianto, rising and leaving the room to check her husband who was now yelling that he was hungry too.

"So sweet" Jack crooned, "Owen is fake preggers too. Awwwwww."

"Stop it" Ianto snorted, "What if you get ill? Huh? Maybe a tummy bug and you need Owen to care for you?"

Jack shrugged and then frowned as he hadn't thought of that, "What of the twins get sick. He is sick."

"Jack, he isn't really sick, he is making himself sick worrying about me and thinking about it" Ianto smiled, "A sick baby would definitely take his mind off it though."

Jack went and scooped a baby off Maria, turning back to kiss her cheek then he headed to the other room, "Owen, while you are here, this one makes a funny sound."

Owen was immediately on alert, stripping off the tiny Boe who got over his shock at being stripped from his warm Maria hug and he started to complain, the little bleats of anger quite fierce as he shook a fist at his father, knowing who to blame.

"Sounds OK to me" Owen said as he listened, "Maybe it was mucus in a nasal passage? Makes a whistling sound"

"That was it" Jack said with relief, "Thanks Owen."

"No worries" Owen said imperiously, "I'm on the job."

Jack clapped his shoulder affectionately noting that Ianto was right.

Owen was fine.