A/N- Hey everyone. This is important, so please read this first. For the purpose of this, Owen and Tosh didn't get recruited to Torchwood. Owen still works as a regular doctor in A&E. He met Katie, but she died in an RTA (Road traffic accident) which has turned him into the prick we know and love. Tosh works for Windows, since she broke into there systems and crashed the whole lot, and they decided to recruit her rather than sue.

One more thing, a BIG thank you to amy.j who has been my beta for this (yay!!!!) because it was inspired by her story All Change. She's put up with my ramblings and 'Does this work?' questions over the past… roughly 3 days. So thank you to her, and hopefully I haven't sent her insane. Now, onwards!

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Owen was running around the supermarket like he had a rocket up his was going to be late for work, but the only thing that he had in the housethat resembled food was pickled onions. And they weren't exactly his snackof choice. Owen chucked what most people considered to be a student's dietinto the trolley- Super Noodles, ready meals, cereals, and anything elsethat was packed full of chemicals and other nasty things, but they wereconvenient, so they would have to do. As he went on a hunt for baked beans,his trolley collided with another. A pretty Japanese woman looked up, startled. "What the fu…" Oh Hello Handsome. Stop it Tosh! What would your mother think?!

She had the most beautiful eyes Owen thought he had ever seen. It took him amoment to realize that she was talking to him, because he had been lost in thealmond shaped depths.

"Sir… Are you okay? You look a little dazed there." Her voice sounded like melted honey to Owen.

"…Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Sorry for crashing into you. Do you know where the baked beans are? I'm running a little late." He asked, trying to concentrate and not look like any more of a moron than he currently did.

"Aisle 7. Next to the fridges." She smiled, and it took all of Owens selfcontrol to stay upright. He attempted a swagger as he walked towards thebaked beans, but he was pretty sure it looked more like he had piles, so hequickly gave up and lost the cocky swing to his he approached aisle 7, Owen's mind was too preoccupied to realize whathe was doing. Oh my God, she was gorgeous. Christ, she'd look even better without all those layers… I wonder what she would be like in bed...

Without thinking, he grabbed five tins from the bottom of the pyramid,and headed to the checkout in a daze.

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"Owen, you don't half cut it fine." A motherly nurse called Jess scolded.

"Oh, you know me. Just gonna get changed." Owen grinned, and her face softened. Too bad the Clinical Lead wasn't a woman.

"Good, they need you in cubicle three- incident in a supermarket. Some idiot took baked beans from the bottom of the pyramid and the whole lot collapsed on this woman. Suspected concussion and bruised ribs." It was a good job that Jess's back was turned; otherwise she would have seen the lookof shock that crossed Owen's face and the mouthed curse as he hurried off to get changed.

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"Good afternoon, I am Doctor Owen Harper and I will be tak…" The colour drained from Owen's face. Oh **! It took all of his strength to not collapse in a heap when a pair of almond shaped eyes locked onto his. Of all the people in the supermarket, and it had to be her.

Oh, he's a doctor. I like a man in uniform. Jesus, stop it Tosh!

"Hello again. We really must stop meeting like this." She smiled as she said this, which turned into a grimace as a gasp of pain graced her lips.

"I know what you mean. Just need to fill in this form, then I can give you something for the pain. Name?" The wobble in his voice was barely concealed. Why her?! Stop it, you prick. You're a doctor. Get a grip.

"Toshiko Sato. 20th March 1980, and I'm allergic to penicillin, but I don't think I'll need antibiotics."

"Take it you're used to hospitals then." Owen said whilst he took down her information. "Follow the light with your eyes, please."

"I was in a car accident, so I practically lived in them for three months. And I'm pretty accident prone. Once broke all four fingers on my left hand when I trapped it in my car door."

"Ouch. Your pupils are fine, so you haven't got concussion, which is a plus side, I suppose."

"Concussion is horrible. I was in hospital for four days with it when my dad chased me round a swimming pool and I slipped. Told you I was accident prone."

"You weren't joking. Where else does it hurt?" It momentarily surprisedOwen how easily the conversation flowed with this woman he'd only just met, but he soon slipped back in to professional mode when she began to answer his question.

"My ribs. Everywhere aches, but I think that's just bruising."

"You're the expert. Is it tender here?" Owen asked as he gently prodded a spot on her ribs. He tried hard to conceal the trembling of his fingers, but was unsuccessful.

"Yup, and it hurts on the other side too, near the bottom."

"There?" He took it as a yes when she gasped. "Okay. You'll need an x-ray to be sure, but it looks like they're just bruised. You've been lucky Toshiko. A porter will be round soon to take you to x-ray. I'll just ask a nurse to get you some pain relief." Owen slipped around the curtain again and banged his head against the pillar in anger.

"** typical, Owen. Why the hell couldn't you pay attention?" he asked himself as he went off in search of a nurse.

Four hours later, the results of the x-ray dropped into his hands. About bloody time! The person who had given it to him stalked off quickly, attempting to avoid a telling off from the agitated Doctor. Owen huffed, and stormed off to cubicle three.

"Hello again Toshiko. Sorry to keep you waiting." He opened the folder and clipped her x-ray onto the light board, pretending not to notice the smile that already seemed to be sending him weak at the knees.

"Don't worry, you're busy. So what's the verdict Doc- or can I call you Owen?" That smile really was impossible to ignore. Damn, she's gorgeous. This is bad. Really bad... Imagine what our children would look like... Stop it! You are not a soppy git, Owen Harper.

"Owen's fine." He smiled in response, making a conscious effort to concentrate, as he assessed her x-ray."Well, you don't have any breaks or fractures. You are really lucky, Toshiko. So, um... I'll get you a course of pain killers and then you can go. Make sure you get discharged at the desk. And remember not to take the pills on an empty stomach. Your next ones are due in... Half an hour." He contemplated what he said next for a good few moments, before deciding to just bite the bullet. Now or never. "Look, it's coming up for six, so, um, I was wondering if you wanted to go for a meal with me?" The usually cocky Owen was speechless. There's a first for everything. Had he really just asked her out?

Oh My God, what have you done?! You only met her today! Stupid bastard!She's gonna say no...

"I'd love to. Where do you want to go?" The smile was back, and this time Owen had to grab the side of Tosh's bed to stop himself from falling over. He inwardly chastised himself for instantly turning in to such a soppy ** for some woman he'd only known a few hours. When did that happen?

"I really don't mind." Owen said. As long as I'm with you, anywhere would be perfect. He added in his mind, before quickly shaking his head to clear it of such lovey-dovey crap. After all, he wasn't some kind of pansy. "You choose."

"I know just the place." She smiled again. "Meet you at the doors in ten?"

"See you in ten." Owen's grin could have powered America for a day. And he really couldn't care that he was being sappy, because that girl was worth it.

A/N- So what do you think? Please R&R!!!!!