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Ianto had finished his morning yoga and the jog around the perimeter he now did at dawn, returning to find Jack cooking breakfast as Kara sat with her feet tucked up under her reading the morning paper.

"Hello Kara Girl" Ianto said as he entered, a towel around his shoulder as he mopped the sweat of his brow and she grunted without looking up, looking just like her father who was turning from the stove for a kiss.

"Hello Willem" Ianto said calmly as the young man sloped into the room, his eyes roving about until they settled on the little dog and he sat down to pat his lap for the little one to jump up.

"Good morning sir"

"Wills, how many times do I have to tell you, it's Ianto" Ianto said for the umpteenth time.

"Yes sir."

Kara grinned at him and reached out with a foot to poke at him, he caught it and Ianto watched as the Were slid a thumb up the arch of her foot lovingly. It was still so surreal to see someone else loving his child, even if it was one of the few suitors Ianto actually found worthy. Well, strong enough to handle her in full flight maybe.

Ianto wandered out onto the patio to look over the water as Jack looked out at him "Babe? Breckie?"

"Might have a swim" Ianto replied, "Something to eat later. How about a bacon buttie in the fridge Cariad."

Jack nodded and watched the towel drop followed by the t-shirt that peeled off the taut body it had been plastered against, then Ianto simply stepped up onto the top railing and stepped off into the water below.

"Man he can swim" Willem said with awe "I can't keep up when he is in that zone of his. I mean, he runs the entire wall, does that stretching thing first and then after to cool down, now he's started the swimming in the last few weeks too. I mean, no wonder he is so ripped."

Jack smiled as he agreed, his mate was indeed in finer shape than ever and it was almost becoming an obsession.

Jack settled at the table and watched the Were consume the food with open glee, humming and moaning with each mouthful as Kara daintily ate hers with her fingers, finally placing the paper aside.

"Dad? Did you see the weekend market has been moved to the hall because of the coming storm they've predicted?" she asked as she reached for her cup of coffee, giving Willem a loving look as he reached out to move it closer for her. Her VM winked out of her sleeve for a moment before disappearing, it's silence comforting as there had been no sign of 'visitors' since that attack six months ago.

"Yeah, Tad was going to take some of his preserves to add to the collective table" Jack nodded, "I think he is going to finally hand over some artwork for the raffles too."

"Really?" Kara perked up, "Oh wow. He hates giving anything up."

"Well, that one of the loon in the mist he did is sitting aside already plastic wrapped and I think he is wavering on the kitten asleep in the flower pot too" Jack shrugged, "They are easy pieces, everyone likes them and it will being a lot of good money for the benefit of the Children's Play Ground."

"We all know a large piece of the pot will be provided from the fund, why do they even bother with fundraising?" she asked and it was Ianto who answered as he entered, the towel now wrapped around his waist.

"Community" he said as he accepted a second towel, "They need to feel part of it they need to provide for the children. If we do it all they will feel like we are bribing them or paying them off. By raising some of the money, we don't need to admit it is a drop on what we want to spend and they can have a feeling of unity."

Kara leaned back to watch as Ianto accepted a robe and wrapped himself up before sitting and accepting a cup of tea, looking at the sandwich and picking at it.

"Dad said you are donating some artworks for the raffles" Kara asked and Ianto nodded as he fed some of the sandwich to the dog, "Are you going into town later? I hear Martha had some new products come in, if you are going in can I hitch a ride?"

"Sure pumpkin, Willem?"

"I will run the perimeter with the new two" Willem said softly, his melodic voice a stark contrast to his huge physique, "They need to learn to check the locks on the gates."

Jack nodded happily, pleased to see the young man was taking the lead where needed, if he was so intent on joining this family he would have to learn to move to a different drum. Jack then watched Ianto finish his tea and rise, the sandwich remains discarded and he sighed as he cleaned away the breakfast things.

Ianto was never a breakfast man anyway.

But he needed to eat with the amount of exercise he was doing lately.

He was verging on obsessive.