Six Months Later:

The opening refrains of Pachelbel's Cannon filled the spring air and all eyes turned to watch the bride. Almost all eyes. Two pairs of blue eyes had room for no one else until Jack got an elbow in the ribs.

'Oi, knock it off already. It's my bloody wedding.'

Jack grinned as he turned back to Owen, focusing on his duty as the best man. John was pouting in the background convinced he was the best man but Ianto had raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes and shaken his head before walking away laughing every time he mentioned it. Which apparently settled the argument. So Jack was the one standing up for Owen on his wedding day as Tosh walked towards him on her father's arm. She wore a simple dress in soft lace and everything was perfect from the smiling bride to the proud father. Sun glinting off the diamonds in her hair as vows and rings were exchanged and Dr and Mrs Owen and Toshiko Harper were presented to their friends and family.

Freed from his duties as Best Man Jack was able to look at Ianto as much as he liked. His Welshman was wearing his Johnny Cash suit and the matching red silk shirt. He looked down at the red rose in his buttonhole, ostensibly it was to match the flowers Tosh carried. He preferred to think it was to match Ianto who was currently nestled in his arms as they pretended to dance.

They weren't just celebrating the wedding, Suzie Costello, born Susandra Marguerite San Lucone, was currently awaiting sentencing for burglary, grand larceny, embezzlement and credit card fraud. A judge and jury had found her guilty and Jack's professional reputation hadn't taken much of a hit after all. She still maintained she stole Jack's money because she could. Unrepentant to the end she wasn't enjoying life in jail.

And none of it mattered as Jack held Ianto in his arms and danced with him until Tosh was finally ready to toss the bouquet. Everyone lined up and time seemed to slow as Ianto caught the flowers. Amid howls of laughter and more than one filthy look from the women present. Ianto looked at Jack who shrugged before whispering in his ear and making the Welshman blush.

John rolled his eyes as he looked from Jack to Ianto. 'Give it a rest you two.' He walked towards the bar muttering about eye candy and it would fall off. He knew he was lucky he still had a job but that didn't mean he had to be happy for Jack and Ianto.

Jack just pulled Ianto into his arms, flowers and all, and kissed him as they moved back onto the dance floor. Holding him close as the last six months had moved around them. It amazed him how every day spent with the man he learned a little bit more about just how wrong he'd been in assuming Ianto Jones was just an unremarkable man, living an unremarked life.