Hiya everyone, this is my first story, so I hope it's ok.

Gwen was ordering pizza, but Owen was being awkward and wanted Chinese.

"Look," he began, in that patronizing tone of voice that he so often used. "You can't blame me; I just don't feel like a piece of dough with cheese and tomato stuck on it."

An American accent floated down from the Boardroom's open door:

"Good, cos you sure don't look like one"

"Very funny Jack" retorted Owen. Gwen giggled.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that if I were you, Jack," she joked. "But if Owen's a pizza, then what does that make you?"

Jack appeared at the Boardroom's door. Gwen felt a slight jolt in her stomach.

"Is there a food good-looking and sexy enough to be compared to me?" he enquired.

"Well..." Gwen replied. "I have always though that strawberries have a certain...sex appeal."

Jack had a funny look on his face.

"Gwen Cooper, are you calling me a strawberry?" he frowned jokingly.

"Well...I might be..." she said. "I happen to have a certain liking for strawberries..." She grinned up at him. "Something to do with the way they, um, taste, I think..."

Owen sighed. "Is this going to go on forever? Will you two just get a bloody room and snog?"

It was Jack's turn to sigh. "Owen, I think you would be worried if Miss Cooper and I got more than 5 minutes alone, wouldn't you?"

At this, Gwen's eyes widened as Jack looked at her suggestively. He turned away and Gwen couldn't see what he was doing. Her mobile bleeped. Text message. From Jack. "My office, 10 mins. I might have some...strawberries for you"

"Are we getting food tonight or not?" moaned Owen.

"Give it an hour or two," said Gwen. "I have some important business to attend to."

Gwen woke up slightly out of breath and in unfamiliar surroundings. Where could she be? Her memories of the last few hours were unclear, and she couldn't remember going home. Had she fallen asleep at her desk? No, she wasn't in the Hub, but it smelt familiar. There was someone lying next to her. Rhys? No, Jack. Jack? She gazed around her. They seemed to be lying on a bed in a fairly empty room with a hole in the ceiling. There was what looked like her skirt hanging down from the hole –ripped- and something which felt like her top across her feet. If her clothes were scattered around everywhere, then she must be – the memories of recent events came flooding back.

The flirtatious argument about strawberries. Owen moaning about pizza. Tosh and Ianto leaving hand in hand. No, that was just her imagination – wasn't it? Tosh and Ianto?

A slow smile spread across her face as she remembered what had happened between her and Jack. He was definitely the best she'd ever been with. No wonder she was out of breath. It had been...magical. The others called him the enigmatic Captain Jack Harkness, but she was going to have to change the 'enigmatic' to 'energetic'.

Hoping that she wouldn't wake Jack, she slowly pulled a sheet around her and began to get up.

"Going so soon?" came a voice from next to her.

"Jack-" she began, but he cut her off. He pulled her close - too close – and began to kiss her again. Gwen got that feeling she got whenever she was close to Jack – she just wanted to lick him, to jump on him.

The funny thing was, she thought, as Jack dragged the sheet off her again, he probably wouldn't mind her doing that.

She had tried to resist him, but now, she just gave in, lost herself in him...and enjoyed every second of it.

Tosh and Ianto leaving hand in hand hadn't been Gwen's imagination. Tosh had had no idea about her feelings for the quiet receptionist; she always thought that she fancied Owen and Owen only. There was something about Gwen as well, but she had a boyfriend; that was never gonna happen.

Ianto though. She'd been overwhelmed by a sudden desire to take him home. As she had dragged him out of the door, he hadn't resisted – he wanted it too.

Only Owen was alone that night. He had been unsuccessful at picking up a girl, so he got completely drunk, went home and threw up.

A lot.

Several happy weeks passed in this way. Gwen had broken up with Rhys, so her and Jack were 'official', and they didn't hide their relationship from the rest of the team. Jack wasn't keen on making things public, but it was hard to explain when the other three caught them kissing in the Hub one afternoon. Gwen had moved in to the room below Jack's office and she had hardly had any sleep since she had moved in.

Tosh and Ianto also seemed to be a long-term couple. They went almost everywhere hand in hand- or occasionally with their hand in the other one's back pocket!

Jack hadn't been too pleased when they turned up at a murder investigation looking like they had been dragged through a hedge backwards. Well, they had been in a hedge, but Jack didn't need to know that!

However, the great atmosphere didn't last much longer. Something was troubling Gwen, and Jack could sense it. When he asked her about it, she smiled and claimed to have a headache.

However, something was obviously wrong. Usually, when Jack returned to the Hub after going out without Gwen, she would see him come in from her desk, leap up, bound over to him like an eager puppy and give him a – usually very long- kiss hello.

So when Jack walked in one day, expecting his normal greeting, and all he got was a small smile from over at her desk, he was immediately worried. Normally, she would leave anything to go and give him a quick snog – including prisoners that she was supposed to be handcuffing.

After a few days, and her mood wasn't improving, he told her to meet him in his office for a "talk". By office, she knew that he meant the room below it, which, since her moving in, was a lot less empty. She had insisted on them buying the biggest, squishiest and softest sofa that they could find.

She saved the file that she was working on – bloody admin – and trailed into Jack's office. Slipping down the ladder to their living quarters, she looked around for Jack, wondering how she was going to break hers news to him. She located him sat at one end of the sofa, expecting her to sit at the other end, in the middle of her nest of cushions. She surprised him by flopping down onto his knee, hands on her stomach.

Her sitting on him had obviously given him the wrong idea, as he wrapped his arms around her and went to kiss her.

"Jack, no," she said, clearly finding it hard to resist him. "There's something important I need to tell you."

"It can wait," he said.

"Jack, no, listen to me," she said, resisting the urge to grab him. Finally, he realised she was serious.

"What is it, babe?" he asked.

"Jack," she said. "Jack, I'm pregnant."