A Time For Family: Families Tied
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galadriel1010Title: A Time for Family (6/8)
Chapter Title: Preparations
Challenge/Fest: Schmoop_Bingo
Prompt: Friendship
Rating: T overall
Dedication:To![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
anduria_trianys, for being awesome.
Summary: Christmas is a time for family, and Jack and Ianto have let their families slip for too long. After losing Tosh and Owen, they're going to take any opportunity they can to hold onto the people who are important to them.
Contains: Scary levels of fluff, references to real estate investment, snow, a far from veiled reference to waxplay, family dynamics and four exciteable children (Mica, David, Steven and Jack)
Ianto hurried to the door and opened it to Alice and Steven. "Come in," he ushered them through the door. "The fire's on in the living room, would you like a hot drink? We really weren't expecting the weather to turn so bad so quickly. Can I take your bags?"
"I've got them, thanks Ianto," Alice smiled at him reassuringly. "A hot drink would be lovely, though. Has... your sister?"
"Rhiannon," he supplied. "They got here just before the weather descended. They're all in the living room. I'll get your drinks. Hot chocolate, tea or coffee?"
"Hot chocolate, please," she smiled and retrieved Steven from where he was hanging off the bannisters of the huge oak staircase. "Steven, coat and shoes off."
"Yes, Mum," he trundled over and smiled up at Ianto. "Hi, Ianto."
"Heya Steven, you want a hot chocolate?"
"Yes please! Can I have marshmallows?" he grinned up at Ianto and let Alice divest him of his coat, scarf and gloves.
"Steven," she chided.
Ianto just laughed and turned to head into the house. "Alice, would you like marshmallows as well?"
"Um, yes please?" she smiled sheepishly and hung their coats up on the hooks behind the door, then followed the sound of voices to the living room. Jack and two children, both younger than Steven, were sitting on the thick carpet, whilst the children's parents were sitting on one of the sofas. Jack got to his feet as soon as she entered and swept her into a hug. "Alice, I can stop worrying at last. How was the drive?"
"It got a bit... interesting, towards the end," she confessed. "You forget that I learned to drive in Italy, though; I was fine."
Jack laughed and wrapped his arm around her shoulder to introduce her. "Alice, this is Rhiannon, Ianto's sister, and her husband Johnny, and Mica and David. This is my sister Alice, and my nephew Steven."
Rhiannon smiled nervously. "Nice to meet you, Alice."
"So wait... you learned to drive in Italy, and he's American," Johnny looked between them. "How?"
"My... erm..." Alice squeezed Jack's waist and took a deep breath, hoping that the story would work. "My mum left my dad when I was four and went back to Italy to be with my Grandma, because she was quite ill. It was supposed to be temporary, but... she never went back. I lived in Italy growing up, and then decided to come to university here."
"You're got an international family," Rhiannon commented. "You're bilingual, then?"
"Quadrilingual," she corrected her. "Italian and English, French and Spanish. I teach."
"Wow..." Rhiannon started, but her brother interrupted from behind Jack and Alice.
"I hate to break up the party, but you're standing in the doorway," he pointed out politely, then added less so, "Jack, shift."
Jack held up his hands in capitulation and steered Alice out of the doorway, settling her onto the sofa nearest to the fire with a gentlemanly air for her and a leer for Ianto. "I think we've been told."
Ianto raised his eyebrows. "Sit."
Jack sat obediently, grinning whenever Ianto turned his back and adopting a serious countenance when he turned back. Mica clapped her hands over her mouth and giggled at him. Ianto rolled his eyes. "You are such a child, Jack Harkness. Your hot chocolate, ma'am."
"Thank you, Ianto," she accepted it from him and took a sip, letting the warmth curl through her. "We don't need to go outside for a few days, do we?"
"I don't think you're going to be able to, if the weather keeps on like this," Jack pointed out. "We might not get to go sledging."
"Oh, but!" David and Steven both looked up in dismay. "Uncle Jack."
Jack blinked at the fact that that had come from David, but shrugged apologetically. "We can't go sledging if we can't get out, can we? We might have to dig our way out and make tunnels in the snow."
"That would be so cool," David said, clearly impressed. "And we could make giant snowmen!"
"And a snow fort!" Steven added. "And we could have a snowball war."
"I want Uncle Jack on my team," David decided firmly. "Will you be on my team? Please?" he added quickly when his mother cleared her throat.
Jack took in Steven's disappointed expression and thought quickly. "How about Ianto and I change ends halfway through? That way you can both get each of us for a bit, and it's fair."
They thought about this and nodded. "Okay. Mira, you can be on my team, if you like," Steven said seriously. "I'll protect you."
"I'd protect her!" David protested.
"No you wouldn't," Johnny argued. "You'd take the opportunity to push her over in the snow. Let Mica play with Steven if she wants to."
Jack dropped down to sit on the carpet, next to where Ianto was sitting on the sofa, and rested his head against the other man's thigh. Ianto's fingers started combing gently through his hair, as if Ianto weren't aware of it, and Jack closed his eyes contentedly. Alice and Rhiannon were chatting about him and Ianto, and Steven, Mica and David were debating the best strategies for snowball wars, despite the fact that they would be on opposing sides. Ianto scratched at his scalp and Jack practically purred, more than happy to be exactly where he was.
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Chapter Title: Preparations
Challenge/Fest: Schmoop_Bingo
Prompt: Friendship
Rating: T overall
Dedication:To
anduria_trianys, for being awesome.Summary: Christmas is a time for family, and Jack and Ianto have let their families slip for too long. After losing Tosh and Owen, they're going to take any opportunity they can to hold onto the people who are important to them.
Contains: Scary levels of fluff, references to real estate investment, snow, a far from veiled reference to waxplay, family dynamics and four exciteable children (Mica, David, Steven and Jack)
Ianto hurried to the door and opened it to Alice and Steven. "Come in," he ushered them through the door. "The fire's on in the living room, would you like a hot drink? We really weren't expecting the weather to turn so bad so quickly. Can I take your bags?"
"I've got them, thanks Ianto," Alice smiled at him reassuringly. "A hot drink would be lovely, though. Has... your sister?"
"Rhiannon," he supplied. "They got here just before the weather descended. They're all in the living room. I'll get your drinks. Hot chocolate, tea or coffee?"
"Hot chocolate, please," she smiled and retrieved Steven from where he was hanging off the bannisters of the huge oak staircase. "Steven, coat and shoes off."
"Yes, Mum," he trundled over and smiled up at Ianto. "Hi, Ianto."
"Heya Steven, you want a hot chocolate?"
"Yes please! Can I have marshmallows?" he grinned up at Ianto and let Alice divest him of his coat, scarf and gloves.
"Steven," she chided.
Ianto just laughed and turned to head into the house. "Alice, would you like marshmallows as well?"
"Um, yes please?" she smiled sheepishly and hung their coats up on the hooks behind the door, then followed the sound of voices to the living room. Jack and two children, both younger than Steven, were sitting on the thick carpet, whilst the children's parents were sitting on one of the sofas. Jack got to his feet as soon as she entered and swept her into a hug. "Alice, I can stop worrying at last. How was the drive?"
"It got a bit... interesting, towards the end," she confessed. "You forget that I learned to drive in Italy, though; I was fine."
Jack laughed and wrapped his arm around her shoulder to introduce her. "Alice, this is Rhiannon, Ianto's sister, and her husband Johnny, and Mica and David. This is my sister Alice, and my nephew Steven."
Rhiannon smiled nervously. "Nice to meet you, Alice."
"So wait... you learned to drive in Italy, and he's American," Johnny looked between them. "How?"
"My... erm..." Alice squeezed Jack's waist and took a deep breath, hoping that the story would work. "My mum left my dad when I was four and went back to Italy to be with my Grandma, because she was quite ill. It was supposed to be temporary, but... she never went back. I lived in Italy growing up, and then decided to come to university here."
"You're got an international family," Rhiannon commented. "You're bilingual, then?"
"Quadrilingual," she corrected her. "Italian and English, French and Spanish. I teach."
"Wow..." Rhiannon started, but her brother interrupted from behind Jack and Alice.
"I hate to break up the party, but you're standing in the doorway," he pointed out politely, then added less so, "Jack, shift."
Jack held up his hands in capitulation and steered Alice out of the doorway, settling her onto the sofa nearest to the fire with a gentlemanly air for her and a leer for Ianto. "I think we've been told."
Ianto raised his eyebrows. "Sit."
Jack sat obediently, grinning whenever Ianto turned his back and adopting a serious countenance when he turned back. Mica clapped her hands over her mouth and giggled at him. Ianto rolled his eyes. "You are such a child, Jack Harkness. Your hot chocolate, ma'am."
"Thank you, Ianto," she accepted it from him and took a sip, letting the warmth curl through her. "We don't need to go outside for a few days, do we?"
"I don't think you're going to be able to, if the weather keeps on like this," Jack pointed out. "We might not get to go sledging."
"Oh, but!" David and Steven both looked up in dismay. "Uncle Jack."
Jack blinked at the fact that that had come from David, but shrugged apologetically. "We can't go sledging if we can't get out, can we? We might have to dig our way out and make tunnels in the snow."
"That would be so cool," David said, clearly impressed. "And we could make giant snowmen!"
"And a snow fort!" Steven added. "And we could have a snowball war."
"I want Uncle Jack on my team," David decided firmly. "Will you be on my team? Please?" he added quickly when his mother cleared her throat.
Jack took in Steven's disappointed expression and thought quickly. "How about Ianto and I change ends halfway through? That way you can both get each of us for a bit, and it's fair."
They thought about this and nodded. "Okay. Mira, you can be on my team, if you like," Steven said seriously. "I'll protect you."
"I'd protect her!" David protested.
"No you wouldn't," Johnny argued. "You'd take the opportunity to push her over in the snow. Let Mica play with Steven if she wants to."
Jack dropped down to sit on the carpet, next to where Ianto was sitting on the sofa, and rested his head against the other man's thigh. Ianto's fingers started combing gently through his hair, as if Ianto weren't aware of it, and Jack closed his eyes contentedly. Alice and Rhiannon were chatting about him and Ianto, and Steven, Mica and David were debating the best strategies for snowball wars, despite the fact that they would be on opposing sides. Ianto scratched at his scalp and Jack practically purred, more than happy to be exactly where he was.
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