AN: woo go me, a new DW story. this will be (hopefully) a long story, which i promised at the end of 'I Promis'. it is not essential to have read it, it was only a songfic and to those who have read it, this was meant to carry directly onwards, but due to certain plot bunnies i've had to change things a bit. there will be breaks between updates as my exams are starting in a few days, but i will try and be better at updating than i have been. also there was no beta for this so far, but if anyone is interested, let me know, dyslexia is a problem so i do apologies for any mistakes, but again let me know if you see any. anyway, i hope you enjoy the first couple of chapters and i will try and get more up asap. and all reviews are welcome, including flamers.
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Prologue.
It had just been a normal day, only paper work to fill in from the rift…stories to make up as to why the 21st Century suddenly had Roman soldiers and the plague in its mist. The rift itself was back to normal, the splinters had closed; Owens's shoulder was on the mend, and we were all just about getting used to having Jack die on us then walking back every bit alive. Not that we weren't all ecstatic about it, but for the others, it was creepy.
The sun beat down on Cardiff as a calm silence filled the Hub. No one was doing very much; Jack sat in his office staring into space. He'd been doing it a lot since I helped bring him back to life; it was as if he was waiting for someone. Tosh was busy keeping an eye on the rift, making sure it really was back to normal. I think it is really, but it keeps her doing something, this quiet isn't normal.
But me…what about me, Gwen Cooper the one who replaced ex-second in command Suzzie. Well I was doing nothing, unless you can count hiding in the Hub to do all your paper work, instead of at home with the boyfriend you are hiding from, as doing something. Jack hadn't noticed; hadn't noticed that my life had slipped beyond help; that I had only been gone for an hour the night before, before I had slipped back without a glance. Only Ianto could guess, as he came in before 6 every morning bringing coffee without a word.
Two things turned that un normal day extra un-normal. The first thing was Owen coming through the door dead sober looking alert, something was wrong. Within seconds of his return Tosh yelled in surprise as readings from the rift went crazy. Right inside the Hub.
Then the second surprise arrived. A small spot of light appeared by the water tower, which quickly grew larger and brighter. Jack stood at the top of the stairs his gun pointing at the light. Tosh's fingers sped over the keyboards trying to work out what was happening, while Owen and myself could only stare as the light almost blinded us, growing into what looked like a human shape. Jack swore from above us, no surprise, it looked far too familiar. Much like the 'ghost' shapes from before the battle which turned out to be Cybermen. Instead this figure came through as if walking through a tiny door; bending slightly to fit through. As it stepped through the light started to recede and within seconds Tosh could only report the readings were normal as if nothing had happened, despite the young woman who now stood inside Torchwood.