Ianto's death was now three years ago and still Jack didn't came back. Gwen Cooper caressed her two year old son and messed his brown hair, but her mind was somewhere else, she didn't focus on what she was doing. Her thoughts were at Jack's side. She missed him and she would habe loved to show him the new hub - Torchwood rebuilt. She even found a technicia who built a new rift manipulator.
And Gwen had a plan how to use it. She wanted to bring Ianto back to life, and not just because his coffee was the best. She wanted him back as a friend and because she needed a specialist for the new Torchwood. Lois wasn't bad, and neither was Rhys, but they couldn't replace Ianto - and they couldn't replace Jack.
She'd even gone so far as to call the Doctor but even the Time Lord had no idea where to find Jack. But without him she couldn't do it. He was the former time agent, he knew almost everything about changing history. "Where are you, Jack?", Gwen whispered and her breath was visible on the window through which she would have looked on the outside - if here eyes would not focus on her memories and thoughts.
Edward Jack Cooper, her little son, climbed onto her lap and draw a smiley with his finger and her hot breath on the cold glass. Then he stopped and looked at her, tapping her stomach. "Mommy sad?", he asked with his squeaking voice and pulled her back to reality.
Gwen stared at him, confused and trying to figure out what he just asked. "What? No. No, Mommy isn't sad, Darling. Mommy is just thinking", she lied and for the first time since he was born she wished, he would be gone. Well, not gone, but right now, she wished, Rhys would be here to play with Ed, so that she would have had some time alone.
"Thinking what?", he asked and a tear dropped down her right cheek - the one Ed couldn't see. Ober and over again she asked her imaginary image of Jack where he was - silent and just in her thoughts.