"But I can't." Jack shook his head, looking out across the bay from on top of the Millenium Stadium. "Something happened to me a while back. Long story and far away. But I was killed… and then I was brought back to life, and ever since then… I can't die."
"But how ca-…" Gwen began.
"I don't know." Jack sighed. "One day I'll find a doctor, the right sort of doctor, and maybe he can explain it, and I might find the one person I've spent all these years looking for, but until then…"
"Nothing kills you?"
"Well, it kind of freaks people out so… Best if you don't say anything."
"It doesn't matter anyway. You'll only wipe my memory again." Gwen replied with a sigh.
"Why would I do that? Torchwood's got a vacancy. Job going spare. Well, two actually. Do you want it?"
"But… What do you need me for?"
"'Cause maybe you were right. We could do more to help. What do you think?" He turned and looked at her. "Do you want to join up?"
"Yeah. I do. Yes." They stood in silence for a while, looking as the sun rised above Cardiff. "What do you mean, two?"
"I've always had a spare job going. Suzie was second in command and of course someone will take over, but that job really belongs to someone else."
"Then why don't they have the job?"
"Bit of a problem, that it." He turned and looked at her. "She thinks I'm dead.
"Well I'd see why that would be a problem."
"But I'm gonna find her, one day." Jack smirked.
"What happened?" Gwen asked. "To make her think you were dead?"
He breathed in sharply, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "I fell out of the stars, protecting her."