AN: Hurray! A new chapter is up. Only for you guys. I would like to thank those of you who left such lovely review. So thank you bbmcowgirl, XxTypoMasterxX & specialfrancine.
I hope that you'll enjoy this chapter too. And I can't believe that I write at this time of night. I mean, it's 02.30 at night. I should be sleeping. But that's no fun. So I write instead. Read and enjoy :)
Down in the bathroom Owen stood leaning against a sink. Water was dripping from his hair. Small dropps finding their was down his cheek and falling down into the black abyss of the sink. He had washed his face several times with cold water. Trying to wash away every trace of the tears that had been laying in his eyes after putting Jack to sleep. Tears that he didn't want to know about.
"How're you feeling?"
The soft voice from behind startled him. He turned around while wiping away some of the dropps lingering in his face. He saw Ianto standing in the door looking at him with concern written all over him.
"Fine," Owen spat, harder than he meant to.
"Thanks for letting me sleep." Ianto gave him a smile.
"Any time."
Both men stood quiet, just watching each other. Both wondering about the other, realizing that maybe there were more to him than met the eye.
"I liked the song," Ianto finally said.
Owen said nothing, just responding with something that could resemble a quick smile.
"I've never heard it before."
"Well, I'd be surprised if you had."
"Who taught you that?"
"My nanny."
There were a flash of pain running over Owens face which made Ianto realize that he shouldn't ask more. A quiet sob escaped Owen.
"Are you crying?" there were so much concern in Iantos voice that Owen almost got angry.
"No," he spat. "I'm just tired, that's all. And I need a shower."
And with that he removed his shirt exposing his pale thin torso. Ianto blushed and turned away, taking it as his cue to leave.
Later that night Ianto sat infront of Tosh's computer trying to find something about the artifact in her system. But he couldn't find anything that looked remotely like the thing they'd found. Down in the medical bay he could hear Owen scribble away with some paperwork. Ianto was actually surprised that Owen did some real work. But he had a nagging feeling in his stomach that it was because of what happened earlier. And then Ianto couldn't help himself anymore. He wanted to know about Owens reaction, but he didn't want to ask the man himself. So instead he opened Owens personal file. Sure, he'd read it before just to get to know the people he worked with. But now he thought that maybe he'd missed something te last few times. So he began reading it. And he was surprised of how little there was about him. All the normal fact like age, height, family, education, police records and everything like that was there. But that was just it. No details about anything. He was just about to see if there were any other files about Owen when he got interupted by screams from Jacks office. He quickly shut down the files and hurried up the stairs.
When he entered the office he found Jack laying next to the mattress crying his heart out. He rushed over and picked the boy up. There were no signs of anything wrong, so Ianto just guessed that it was a nightmare. He held Jack close, but the boy didn't want to calm down. So Ianto began rocking him in his arms while stroking his back and kissing his head. He whispered soft words to the boy and soon he could feel the boy relaxing. Even after Jack calmed down Ianto continued to rock him and whisper soft words, all while slowly walking around the room. The boy nuzzled down in Iantos shirt and he could feel it wrinkle. Soon the boys breaths became deeper and heavier and he knew that once again the boy was sleeping.
He carefully made his way back to the mattress where he put Jack down. There were a slight movement when he touched the fabric. Ianto held his breath, but Jack didn't wake up. He sighed in relief and pulled the cover up and placed the teddy in Jacks arms. Then he quietly left the room again.
When he came back downstairs he found Owen standing by the computer checking for any rift precitions. Ianto closed in on him but decided to settle down on the couch instead.
"Looks like a slow day tomorrow." Owen said without looking up at the other man.
"Nothing at all?"
"Not until tomorrow evening. But then we have a lot to do."
"Yeah?"
"Yup. Five predictions within an hour."
He turned to Ianto and sighed.
"There's no way I can do that myself. You need to be in the field with me."
"And what about Jack?"
"I don't know. Daycare?"
"It's during the night Owen."
"Nightcare?"
"Very funny. No. I think there's only one thing we can do...?"
"And that would be...?"
"A babysitter."
"A babysitter?" Owen couldn't hold back a snort. "Yeah. That's a great idea. Bring a babysitter to the hub. Maybe we could get her to watch Myfanwy too."
Ianto didn't feel the need to dignify that with a response so he just rolled his eyes.
"And that's another thing," Owen continued winding himself up. "How long are we supposed to sleep on the couches? I've been doing so one night and my back is already killing me."
"You're getting old Owen," Ianto smirked.
Owen just shot him an evil glare.
"But I've been thinking about that too. And to be honest the couch isn't that comfortable. So I thought that maybe we should move."
"Like the sound of that. I sure miss my place. And I need some privacy."
Then he saw Ianto squirm and he knew that there were more to come.
"What?" He spat.
"Well. Since I know you I know that I would be the one stuck with Jack. And after today I don't know if I can take being alone with him for to long."
"Wow, that's new. Never heard you complain about being alone with him before."
"Well, an hyperactive adult Jack is much easier to handle than an hyperactive baby Jack. It's all about..."
"I do not want to know how you handle that, so don't go there." Owen cut him off.
"Fine. So I was thinking that, only until everything gets back to normal, we could move in together."
"What! Have you gone completely mental?"
"Like I said, I can't handle this alone. And as little work you do, it still helps alot. And then we have a place for the babysitter to watch Jack."
Owen just lokked at Ianto without knowing what to say. This was so not what he wanted, but he could understand why Ianto would suggest it. And then he thought that it even could be a good idea since he wouldn't need to think about cleaning and making food and other household work. And with that it could even be worth living with Ianto.
"Fine. But where would we live? My place isn't the best one. It's like one big room. Not that suitable for kids."
"I have been thinking about that, and I do believe that my place is the best one. I have one master bed room, one guest room and one library."
"A library?"
"Yes. I love books."
"Right..."
"And I think I have an old crib somewhere."
"A crib?" Owen said in disbelief. "Why do you have a crib?"
"I used to babysitt my sisters kids, and she brought a crib that I could have just in case I needed it."
"Okay. That makes sence..."
"Anyway. I was thinking that you could take the guest room and we could set up the crib in the library. How does that sound?"
"Sounds like a plan."
"Great. Then we move in tomorrow after breakfast."
"Yeah. And now I'll need some sleep."
Ianto smiled at him and got up from the couch. Owen layed down and closed his eyes as soon as the couch was empty. Ianto headed up towards Jacks office again to get som sleep of his own. He had just put on hand on the handle when he heard Owen call at him.
"And I do not want to be woken before nine tomorrow. And I don't care how much coffee you bring me."
"Sure thing." Ianto shook his head and chuckled. Although he wasn't sure he could keep that promise. Not if Jack decided to wake up before six again.
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