Two Months Later

Jack had bought a house and he and Ianto and Abbie were living in it happily. Ianto and Jack had the master and an adojoining bathrom, with a very nice shower and a clawfoot tub (which Abbie used frequently). Abbie had a room just to the right of their's and also the attic. Well, the attic was attached to her room.

About a week after they moved in, Abbie found a staircase behind her bookshelf and found that it led to a fully furnished study that had the most amazing view of the street from the bay window some idiot had boarded up.

She'd taken the task of moving all of the study's furniture downstairs and moving all of her furniture upstairs so her bedroom was above the study.

From the master bedroom, Jack heard shrill screams pierce the air. He bolted up the stairs and fumbled with the door to the study and then again on the bookshelf door. He sprinted up the stairs where he could see Abbie thrasing wildly in her bed.

Jack shook her awake and she sat for a moment just sobbing.

After about three minutes she calmed down and wiped her eyes, "You don't have to do that you know."

"Of course I do Abs, I'm your father, whether or not I was there for the first part of your life," Jack said as he stroked her back softly.

She rested her head on his shoulder and he brushed her bangs out of her face, kissing the top of her head, "Papa?"

"Yeah Abs?"

"How big would my pout have to be to get Ianto to make banana pancakes," Abbie asked with a wicked grin.

One Year, Six Months, Three Weeks Later

Abbie thundered downstairs to her study, "Hope you guys are getting ready! Don't wanna be late for the big day!"

She swung her door open and someone grabbed her at the waist, swinging her over their shoulder. Abbie kicked and screamed and giggled, knowing exactly what had happened. "DAD! PUT ME DOWN! PAPA HELP!"

Ianto grinned and began tickling her sides, "I'll put you down when you admit I won."

"Never," she cried joyously.

"You asked for it then Abigail, JACK!"

Jack ran in and began tickling Abbie everywhere, her feet, her neck, her sides, behind her ears.

"DAD," she shouted, trying to glare at Ianto through her laughter. "This is s-so not fair!"

"Life isn't fair cherub."

"Dad, if you don't put me down I'll tell Papa what you're doing for Christmas."

"You wouldn't dare."

Abbie raised an eyebrow and Ianto put her down. They spent the next two hours showering and dressing in their finest, Abbie had her hair done by Tosh while the boys drank coffee.

By the end of it all Abbie's hair was in an elaborate flower braid (A/N It's a really cool braid, google it please) and was wearing a short strapless navy blue dress ( . ).

"Dad! Papa! We're going to be late!"

They ran down the stairs and all but shoved Abbie in the SUV, late as always.

"Dad, I don't understand why I have to wear this dress, it's great, but I'd rather be in jeans."

Ianto turned his head to face her, "It's a formal event cherub and they're close family friends."

Abbie rolled her eyes and gazed out the window.

*Two Hours Later*

Abbie finally made it over to where the bride was standing chatting happily with her parents and several other guests that were, less than human.

She cleared her throat, "Hey River."

"Hello sweetie," River said with a smile. "Mum, Dad, this is Abbie, Jack and Ianto's daughter."

The Doctor ran over then, "Wife! In-Laws! Abbie!"

He stood there, rocking back and forth on his heels, beaming, "I'm married now."

Rver kissed his cheek, "Me too sweetie."

"Yes, but you aren't married to the most sexy, caring, passionate, curly haired, gun toting woman in the universe."

He kissed her, soundly on the lips this time. "Really don't need to see that," Abbie said and River smirked into the kiss.

At about midnight Jack bid the happy couple goodbye with a sleeping teenager on his shoulder.

Ianto smiled brightly at Jack once they were sitting in the SUV, holding his hand and just simply being happy. Jack smiled right back, "This is the happiest I can ever remember being Yan."

"Me too cariad, me too."