Programme | Title: Torchwood | A Missing Person

Summary: Gwen quits Torchwood, but is consumed by fear as her life begins to collapse around her, after an important part of her life goes missing, 3rd person POV, drama/suspense/romance/possible angst/hurt and comfort

Characters: Gwen Williams, Rhys Williams, Ianto Williams, Andy Davidson, Rhiannon Davies, Two OC's (Carla Swift and Bridget Holmes)

Pairing: Gwen/Rhys, possible Gwen/Andy

Setting: Post COE, Cardiff 2011/2012, November – March

A/N: Afternoon folks. My current Torchwood fiction, asides from the multi-tude of drabbles I'm writing. I really enjoyed writing this, I had a great time getting into the character of Rhys and Gwen, and exploring their relationship. I decided to name Gwen's baby Ianto, I could just see her naming her child after the legend that is Ianto Jones. I'm not entirely sure on dates an stuff, some people say Children Of Earth was set in 2010, others say 09, but I thought it'd be best to set it in 2011..to be safe ;) Same goes for Baby Ianto, I randomly decided an age..which is actually mentioned in Chapter 3, and I can't be bothered to press the "Backspace" button..what? My fingers are cold :/

I actually wrote a Chapters 1-3 during my last week or so at CAD (it's an educational course, they train you to get an NVQ in ICT, you may have heard of it) -which I finished today! Double thumbs up. :D Anyhoo, since I wrote majority of this story there, there shouldn't be too long of a gap between updates..I'll probably update every 3 days or something.

So enjoy, please read and review, tis much-ity of a much-ness appreciated. For what it's worth, I've stocked up on Ribena and coffee today, so um..should be pretty random and hyper. Ah who cares. being hyper rocks. =]


A Missing Person

Chapter 1: November

"You quit?!" Rhys asked, shock lining his face.

"Yeah, so?" Gwen shrugged, stifling a chuckle as she sunk into the sofa in their flat.

"Gwen, this isn't funny."

Gwen looked to the floor, attempting to stop herself from giggling before she gave up and released her giggle.

"Gwen!" he scolded, she looked up into his eyes, "stop laughing at me for chrissakes!"

"You've got some egg on your chin Rhys." she deadpanned, smirking as he reached up his hand and wiped the leftover onto his thumb.

"Ah…thanks." He blushed, dropping the piece of egg into the bin.

"Yes, I quit Torchwood Rhys. Surely that's good right? I couldn't live with the danger of the job, especially not with having a baby, Rhys. I couldn't bear the thought that it would be some blue alien taking me from you instead of old age, an accident with the toaster or the bloody car."

Smiling slightly, he grabbed her hand.

"Trust me Gwen. I could take on some bloody blue alien."

"Oh could you? Now THAT I'd like to see." They both laughed as he sat down next to her.

"Gwen, you know that I always will support you in whatever you want. I'm just thinking about everything. I mean, with you not working and me not having a great income as it is, it's going to be a lot harder for us to pay the bills, the mortgage and raise our child." She grabbed his hands, and looked him in the eye.

"Rhys, listen to me. We're going to be okay. Mam and Dad have offered to help us out, by giving us money, which we won't have to pay back. And once little Ianto is in pre-school, I can look for another job, or at least a part-time one." She leaned in and kiss his lips, both of them smiling, before breaking apart.

"Why are you so brilliant?"

"Just because I am. Well, that's all you need to know." Gwen winked, as she snuggled into Rhys' arms and switched on the TV.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Gwen rolled over and reached out her arm. She turned off the alarm, and rolled back onto her back. Rubbing her eyes, she felt the person next to her roll over.

"Mornin' lovely!" he mumbled, sliding his arm over her stomach and pulling her closer.

"Good morning sweetheart." She smiled at him, turning her head away from him when he leaned in towards her face, his lips puckered for a kiss, "No Rhys, your breath smells like rotten eggs and tuna."

Laughing, he climbed on top of her, pinning her wrists against her pillow and kissed passionately. He pulled away, grinning that he managed to get one over on her.

"Rhys!!" she squealed, pushing her palms into his shoulders. He eventually climbed off her, and they both got up off the bed. Their pulled on their respective dressing gowns, and walked together out of the bedroom.

"What do you do want for breakfast Rhys?" she smiled, heading towards the fridge, while he sat on the bar stool by the counter.

"Have we got any bacon?" he asked, tugging on the belt of his dressing gown.

"Yes, I went out and brought some from Morrisons yesterday." She smiled as he rubbed his hands with glee.

As she reached into the fridge to get the packet, she couldn't help but think that this is where her life was meant to end up. Not chasing Weevils down St. Mary's Street, or nearly giving birth to the illegitimate sprog of a Nostrovite on her wedding day.

Gwen was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, a hot cup of tea between her cold hands. Rhys carefully carried his tea in his left hand, and sat down next to her. He took the Sky+ remote from the coffee table, and scrolled through the on-screen planner.

"Ooh Gwen, we haven't seen Spooks from Wednesday." Rhys enthused, setting his feet on the coffee table.

"Yeah, okay." Gwen replied, gently blowing on her steaming drink. She looked out through the gap between the closed curtains, feeling deflated that all she could see is the black of the winter evening sky.

They watched the programme together, occasionally chipping in with a question, opinion or disbelief. Gwen had swept her legs to her side, and snuggled against her husband.

It had been 3 weeks since Gwen had left Torchwood. December was days away, Christmas was edging nearer, and to her surprise she wasn't tired by the same routine day in, day out. In fact, she revelled in it. She'd wake up –usually to find Rhys had gone to work, preparing her cereal to be ready for milk before he left-, feed baby Ianto, and taking him to pre-school, the usual domestic tasks; such as cleaning, tidying and buying food, picking up her son from pre-school, preparing dinner for Rhys, putting the baby to bed, have dinner with Rhys, spend the rest of the evening with him, and go to bed. A simple routine, with no hassle – something she thought she had lost when she joined Torchwood. The morning of 1st December, proved to be a life-changing one...


A/N: Oh-hoo, catch that little gem of a cliffhanger LOL I hope Gwen and Rhys are IC, I could see them act the entire scene in my head, so I think they are. Apologies for any spelling/grammar/punctuation errors or inconsistency in tenses, I've checked it a few times and can't find any, but I could have just passed it..there's that saying about you miss mistakes when you read something you've written isn't there? Read and review, add to alerts/favourites, do whatever you like..as I said, I always appreciate feedback.

Can I just take the time now to thank everyone who reads any of my fictons so far (in Torchwood and Scrubs), and who have given me feedback, and added to to favourites et al. I love you guys for all the support you given me, I can't say how much I appreciate it, and adore reading your comments, it's you guys who keep me motivated to keep writing. Thank you all so much. :D

Hope y'all enjoyed Chapter 1, Chapter 2 - December, shall be uploaded within the next 3-ish days (:

Much Love. Peace Out. XXX