Life. Life is a wondrous bitch. When you are a kid you wake up go to school, come home do your homework and play with your friends. When you are an adult you wake up, go to work, go home, and maybe go out with your mates or a boyfriend or girlfriend, perhaps a husband or wife. But at both times you're blissfully ignorant of what is really out there in the big bad world.

That is unless you are I. Gwen Cooper.

I woke up one day a few years back still blissfully ignorant. But by the end of the day I wasn't. Well until Jack slipped retcon in my beer. Somehow I fought it off and remembered and in the end or maybe it was the beginning? Either way I ended up working for Torchwood, protecting the people of Earth from alien threats.

Now here I am a few years later, alone. Oh, I have Rhys and our baby, but Tosh, Owen, and Ianto are dead. Jack, he's gone, he left. Went traveling around the universe in search of who he was. He'll be back. When? I don't know but I do know he will be back.

I also know that in the end I will give my life trying to protect planet Earth from an alien threat of some sort. Just as Tosh, Owen, and Ianto have and as Jack has done only god knows how many times. I'm ok with that though. I knew what I was signing up for when I joined Torchwood. I just hope that it's several years down the road, but only god knows.