Just a little Jack/Gwen oneshot, no spoilers or anything, set sometime during series 2. My first fic so please be nice :)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. If I did, Torchwood would be a lot more domesticated. With a lot more Jack-related loveliness :)

Everything Changes

Jack would protect her. Jack would keep her safe. Jack would make sure no-one could get to her. Mr Harkness would make everything better. He would show her the wonders of the world by day, alien lifeforms, foreign worlds, different times. He would soar with her to dizzying heights at night. And he would soothe her in the morning, sleeping in 'til 10am, passions starting anew when dressing was attempted. She could forget all about her past life as almost-Gwen Williams. Rhys was behind her, put out of her mind.

She hadn't been able to take the arguing any more. Every day she'd come home late, needing to be comforted after another hard day, and he'd either be waiting there, scotch in hand, spoiling for a fight, or out getting hammered with Dav and Banana Boat, leaving her alone all night.

But not with Jack. She hadn't been able to take it any more so she left. She packed her clothes and personal possessions into a few suitcases, then, with Jack's help, taken them to the hub, ready to start afresh. She had expected to feel alone on that first night away from her old home, she had expected fear, and sadness, and despair. But as soon as Jack's lips touched hers, she felt so alive, more alive than ever before. This was love, this was happiness, this was hope.

This was home.


Next chapter will be up when I write it :)