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When: After The Trial
Where: New York HUB/His Flat

Ianto is left to watch Jack's two sons for a bit, he had volunteered to do it but neither are being very cooperative as far as two five month old's go. They're far from cooperative and with two screaming kids in his flat it's going to make for a long day. It's not like he didn't volunteer his services.

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"Holy crap, Yan. Are you torturing those poor kids?" Liz scowls and shouts over the crying as she walks into Yan's flat. The sound is awful. There's nothing worse than an unhappy baby. Except two unhappy babies, that is. "Did you try feeding them? Changing them? Burping them?" Liz reaches out to try and calm one of the children. "Singing? Can you sing?"

Ianto's got a very unhappy David in his arms, David's got the keys Ianto jiggled at him and still no cigar. "I've got a terrible singing voice." Jon's in a baby seat wailing. He wonders for a moment. "Maybe..." He hands the crying baby to Liz.

"I need help. I tried singing and it sounded terrible. No wonder they're still crying." He wants to admit to the big thing. "I'm total crap with babies and children."

Liz takes David and tries making faces at him. "Maybe they miss their mom and dad." Liz tries bouncing and it's just as effective as the faces. That is to say, not one bit.

She frowns at Ianto before admitting, "I can't sing, either. Even if I could all I know are Beatles song some of the stuff the Doors did and I'm not singing Light My Fire to a baby!" She tries singing anyway after nothing else works, letting out a couple of lines of The Beatles' All You Need is Love. Maybe it'll work.

Edited 2011-03-26 01:02 (UTC)

This is going to just be one of those days, it just happens to fall on Ianto's lap. He looks at Liz and there's no success there. The two are simply being well babies with 'strangers'.

"I think they miss Alis and Jack. It's understandable they spent a few days with Rhys." Ianto grumbles a bit about Gwen's husband and he wanders over to get Jon. Ianto tries his best attempts. "I don't think Light My Fire is good for a baby no."

David does perk up a bit at Liz's singing but he then goes back to crying. "It might be the entire cereal thing we tried earlier."

"What's so bad about Rhys?" Liz didn't get to meet him at Jack's party before everything went to shit. and there was too much going on for her to worry about needing new people when she was worried about her friends.

"Here, trade with me." Liz holds the crying David out to Yan and nods to Jon. "He seems to like Lennon. Try I am the Walrus or something." Liz continues to hum the song, hoping it does something. "What do Jack and Alisa listen to? Maybe that'll make them feel for comfortable?"

"There's nothing wrong with Rhys. I think that's the problem sometimes." Ianto continues to try to offer comfort to the little guy. He talks and makes faces for Jon but it's no good. He passes him over to Liz and he's really wondering where Patrick is.

He could use Patrick, he's done this before, well not but maybe even Angie could be of help. "I just think he likes you." David starts up again and Ianto pats his back to see if it is gas. "Jack likes lots of old jazz from the World War 2 era. Alisa's a bit well modern...lots of R&B. I'm not singing Beyonce."

"Too perfect, huh?" Liz trades babies with Yan and tries singing a few lines of I'm So Tired to Jon, hoping it will in fact make him tired. She feels lost, so damn lost with these babies and it's scaring the hell out of her.

When David starts to cry she moves closer so he can hear her sing, too. She stop and searches her thoughts for that annoying earworm of a song that got stuck in her head once. The chorus comes to her and soon she's repeating the halo part of Halo again and again.

"God, I'm no good at this baby stuff!" Liz says, full of frustration.

"Maybe but I'm sure he's not happy with all of the attractive men that are around Gwen." He smiles and he sings an old Welsh lullabye to Jon. He finally gets him to settle down a bit. "Must miss someone's singing..." The little guy burps and he goes to suck on his hand.

He digs into his pocket and he finds a new pacifier and he tries it. Jon accepts it and David eventually takes to the more pop singing.

Ianto goes to take the other twin. "You did pretty good. I know neither of us could win at any talent contest with our singing."

"I can't believe that worked." Liz sighs relieved the babies have gone quiet. She watched them a moment before looking at Ianto, her tone and her expression more serious than she usually has with him.

"I did good? I mean...you think I'm gonna be a good mom?" She stops and looks away a moment. "If...I..." She exhales sharply before shaking her head. Might as well just come out with it. "Yan...Owen and I are gonna be...yeah..." She gestures to the twins. "We're having one of those."

He goes to put on the radio figuring that will keep them happy for now. "They might be interested in some telly now." He switches the radio off and he goes to dig for some kid friendly programming or at least something geared for infants.

No. No. Not Teletubbies. It catches the attention of the twins and they babble happy babbles and get a little fussy when the channel is changed. "Lovely.." He groans and he switches the channel back to what kept those two happy.

Then he hears Liz tell him she's pregnant and there's a look on his face. "No.." He goes to place a hand to her forehead. "You told Jack right?" He knows Liz will fight them tooth and nail about sitting at a desk. He forgoes the idea of Owen being a father even if it's funny to think. "Congratulations I suppose, right congratulations..."

The idea of the staff living this long means they get a chance to spread those seeds of theirs.

Liz simply nods, her arms instinctively wrapping around her middle. "Yup..." She confirms. "Owen scanned me three times and I used every last one of Alisa's tests she keeps hoarded in her desk." Liz hand help wonder if that started after the whole trip to East LA. Alisa probably likes to be prepared to avoid trips like that again.

"No, no way." Liz shakes her head emphatically. "I'm fine. This fire never lets anything happen to me anyway. The worst that'll happen is something will take a bite out of me like it usually does and Owen's gotta stitch me up." She puts her hand on Ianto's arm, her tone pleading. "I can still do my job. Don't take that away from me, Yan. Don't make things change. I hate when things change."

"Thank you," it's in response to the congratulations and a preemptive thanks for not telling their boss about this.

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