So...I've had this idea for a while now and since I have been with fanfiction for one year today I thought, why not? Enjoy:)
"So how big is this object meant to be then?" asked Gwen tiredly as they pulled up outside a backstreet alley.
"It's not exactly a thing. Tosh couldn't identify it. All we know is its location and that it's alien" said Jack.
"Brilliant" Gwen muttered, as they walked down the dark alley. "Then how the hell are we suppose to find it" she said.
"With its location" said Jack slowly.
"I can't believe you did that!" Gwen shouted suddenly and stopped walking to face him.
"Did what? What's wrong Gwen" he asked coolly.
"You are what's wrong" she shouted. "You could have taken any one of the others but you had to call me!"
"That's enough Gwen!" Jack said forcefully. "I don't care if you and Rhys are fighting; you leave the domestics at home" he ordered and continued walking.
"We wouldn't be fighting if it weren't for you" she retorted.
"I didn't make you come Gwen. It's impossible for anyone to make you do something you don't want to" he said.
Gwen laughed. "And what would you have done if I'd refused?"
"But you didn't" said Jack.
"If I had though" Gwen pushed.
Jack sighed and turned to face her. "I don't know. You've never actually said no to me before" he replied. "Except that one time of course when you unleashed Abaddon and I held a gun to your head, but that will never happen again Gwen…I won't allow it to" he said surely and continued on down the alley.
They were both quiet after that, until Gwen muttered "I hate you sometimes."
Jack turned back to face her where she stood, trying to hide the hurt that her statement had caused him. "That's not my problem" he said coldly and walked away from her.
Frustrated and confused, Gwen pulled herself together before following him. She didn't understand what was happening between them these past few weeks. She was trying so hard to live the life he wanted for her, while he seemed to be doing everything he could to take it away from her. He was bitter and distant, except when it came to rounding up weevils or following up leads outside the Hub when she was the first person he called. She had tried talking to him about it, staying back late when everyone else had gone…but he just wouldn't open up to her. After a while, all the hurt and frustration had simply turned into anger. She was through trying to understand him, done with feeling guilty all the time. But he was right about one thing, and that was she would always come when he called.
They walked separately down the alley until they reached a dead end. It began to rain…thick, misty and sticky rain, which felt unusual but just as annoying.
"I wasn't aware it would rain tonight" said Gwen, reverting back into meaningless small talk and pent-up aversion.
Jack's wrist strap began to beep. "It's here" he said absently, and starting searching through the piles of discarded junk.
Gwen mimicked his actions and began searching opposite him.
Within minutes they became completely drenched by the rain, which stuck to their skin like a thick liquid coat.
Somehow, Gwen felt relaxed by the rain, and soon realised that all her loathing of Jack was starting to dissipate. In fact, she really didn't hate Jack at all…and she never had. She would come every time he called because…
"Gwen" Jack whispered from close behind her.
She jumped as she felt his hands gently moving her wet hair from her neck, and thought that he must have had similar thoughts as his lips began to caress her skin. It was so sudden…so incomprehensible, but it was so right. She couldn't get Jack out of her mind, she was crazy about him!
Suddenly Jack violently turned Gwen around in his arms and sculpted his lips to hers. Her mouth opened and she moaned appreciatively…and didn't matter that it was wrong, that they were at work or that Ianto was at the Hub waiting for him...none of these things even penetrated his mind. All that he could see was Gwen and he knew that if she was taken from him, that he would surely die.