After a delightful two-week cruise to the Bahamas, Jack and Ianto feel in to the wonderful world of married life. It suited them excellently. Ianto's sister was quick to point out that Ianto was much more confidant and happier now that Jack was in his life, and Owen remarked that since they'd married, Jack had begun to put on a little weight. A sure sign that he was happy with Ianto, and that Ianto was taking good care of him.

One night after they finished making love, Ianto took Jack's hand and laid it on his stomach.

"I wish I could give you children, Jack." He whispered.

"We could always go with a surrogate. Tosh told me the other day that she'd gladly do so whenever we were ready to start a family. Would you want to do that? If we both donate our sperm, the baby or babies would have both our genes."

Ianto sighed. "It's our best option, I guess, unless I start to grow lady parts. Still, if you keep insisting on watching those cheesy soap operas, I just might!"

A few days later, the two of them were at the clinic to donate their sperm. The whole process was straightforward to Jack. He took his specimen cup, went off into the assigned room, and did what needed to be done. Just as he was tucking himself back into his pants, there was a knock on the door.

"Jack? Can I come in?"

A thouroughly embarrassed and frustrated Ianto entered the room.

"I can't do this Jack! None of the magazines are helping. I can only manage a semi-hard, and this whole process is just too embarrassing! I can't get myself off in public!"

"Shh shh. Go get your cup and I'll give you a hand."

When Ianto returned, Jack stood behind him and wrapped his hand around his penis. As he stroked, he whispered in Ianto's ear all the stories about their naked games of hide and seek in the greenhouse and about the night with the strawberries. That did the trick. Ianto was soon as hard as could be and a couple of quick strokes soon brought him off. Carefully Jack milked him into the cup so not a single drop was wasted.

He set both cups down on the table and compared them.

"Yours is fuller!" He remarked.

Ianto blushed. "Yeah, but yours is thicker!"

"Really?"

"Yep. Thick as double cream and twice as tasty."

"Now you behave yourself Mr. Ianto Jones-Harkness, or I'm going to have to take you right here on the floor." Jack growled softly, waggling a finger at him. "Come on, the nurse is waiting for these."

On the day that Tosh was due to be inseminated, they went together with Owen to the clinic to watch the procedure.

"Alright gentlemen. As you can see, Mrs. Harper has a number of healthy, viable egg cells. I'm going to insert semen from both of you." The fertility specialist explained.

"There! Congratulations! You're pregnant!"

Eight months later, everyone was gathered together again, waiting anxiously as Tosh gave birth. Ianto was standing on one side of her, Jack on the other, both of them holding her hands and encouraging her to push.

"It's a boy!" Owen exclaimed. The baby was quickly handed to a nurse to be cleaned.

Ianto and Jack were floored when Tosh started pushing again. Clearly she wasn't done!

"Looks like we've got another one here!" "Come on Tosh honey, push! That's a good girl!"

"It's a girl!"

"Congratulations Jack and Ianto. A daughter and a son."

Both of them were sobbing with joy as they shook Owen's hand.

"Thank you so much Owen, Tosh. You've made our dream come true." Ianto remarked.

"Yes, thank you both so much. If there's anything I can ever do to repay you, let me know."

"Well, you can start by giving those two little miracles a name!" Owen exclaimed.

They had picked out a few names beforehand. The boy was to be named Jackson Gareth, the girl, Brenda Rose. Both children would have Jack's surname.

Each passing year brought even more happiness to Jack and Ianto. They had learned that whomever had reset the universe had also reset Jack. No more immortality. He was aging normally, and would just have a regular lifespan.

Jackson and Brenda grew up and had children of their own, and their children had children. They were blessed to see it all happen.

At eighty, Jack was still a handsome man. His hair had turned a distinguished silver, and he still carried himself with the same confidence and sense of purpose he always had. His face showed few wrinkles, just a few crinkled laugh lines around the corner of his eyes.

Ianto was seventy and still the same as ever. His handsome face and shy smile still melted Jack's heart even after all this time.

They still made love every night. It just went a little slower, and Jack had to take a little longer to get ready. Afterwards, they always slept peacefully in each other's arms.

One morning, Jack just didn't want to get out of bed. He knew he should, since the kids were coming for a visit, but he was so nice and comfortable snuggling with Ianto that he just didn't want to move.

"Jack, sweetheart? We really should get up. The kids will be here soon."

"I know, but I'm still feeling tired. Let's just sleep for a bit longer."

"Alright then. Just for a few minutes."

They never heard the door open.

"Mummy? Grandpa Jack and Grandpa Ianto are gone."

"What do you mean sweetheart? Their car is still in the driveway."

"Look."

Jack and Ianto's youngest great-grand daughter walked to their bedroom and peeked in.

What she saw broke her heart.

They were lying still and quiet in each other's arms. Their lips were touching. They had shared one final kiss before death claimed them.

The ones that loved them best smiled through their tears as they thanked the Lord for this beautiful example of undying love.

On a sunny hillside in Wales you will find a large heart shaped stone. Engraved upon its surface are the names Jack and Ianto. Underneath is just one simple word. Cariad.