This, actually, was my dream a few nights back. Although my dream stopped at an unsightly time, a very sad time, but I decided to write it to be happy. So, I know it's sad in the beginning but, bear with me here, I promise it gets happier. Thanks and don't forget to review :D Jack and Ianto were never together in this story, FYI.
I know I know, its short. Sorry :( I need to write other things, too. Oh, BTW, this one is not suspenseful, so there is no fight scenes, or anything like that.
PS. If any of you have a better title for this story, PLEASE for the love of Spock tell me what it is in your review. If I like it I will credit you 100%, I promise, cross my hearts!
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7 weeks.
That's how long it had been.
He couldn't say he regretted it, doing what they did that night.
Sadly, he couldn't say the same about Gwen. He knew she regretted it, especially having fiancé like Rhys.
But, Jack, sitting at his desk with the door to his office shut and locked, didn't see it as 'cheating'. No, he wasn't trying to be disrespectful, but he honestly did love her. And he knew from when Adam came along and she was thinking out loud that she loved him, too. And what happens when two people love each other? Truth be told (and he knew this, for he had traveled with the Doctor and Rose) probably nothing. But its different when two people love each other and hold it back when it gets treacherous. As it did with him and Gwen. They simply couldn't hold it back any longer.
In the middle of his prolonged sigh, his breath caught in his throat when someone knocked on his door. He stood and walked over to it, unlocked it, and opened it wide.
Tosh stood before him, holding a few papers and a folder in her hands.
"Jack? Here are a few things for you to look over," she said, handing him the papers formally in her hands. "...are you okay?" she added.
He sniffed dryly. "Yes."
With that he waved at her as she left, and he shut the door. He dropped the papers on his desk and they landed on the others just like them with a slap. He sat in his chair and covered his face with his palms.
Why was he like this? Why was he fretting over something that wasn't at all new to him?
After that night, him and Gwen barely spoke to each other. It was almost awkward to him. He pondered on if it was awkward for her too, or if she just couldn't bare to be reminded of the night she cheated on Rhys.
But the thing was, it wasn't the first time she had cheated on Rhys. No, she had cheated on him with Owen, too. Way more times than she did with Jack. So what was different?
With Owen, she kept on cheating with him. Yes, she did stop after a while. But with Jack, it was a one time thing. Why?
He ran both of his hands through his messy hair and decided not to ponder on it.
He opened the folder on top of the pile of other folders and papers and scanned the contents without really reading. But when he really did start reading, he read about a Weevil that had escaped a few days earlier and was now running around Cardiff. He stood rather quickly and walked out of his office. He looked over the railings at his team.
"Weevil on the loose. Owen, Gwen, with me," he said, now walking down the stairs, on his way out of the Hub, but grabbing his jacket before he exited.
Owen and Gwen followed him, also grabbing their jackets. They went outside, and without saying a word, Jack opened the passenger door for Gwen and she climbed in. He quickly walked to the opposite side and got into the drivers seat. They searched for the Weevil, on and on, until they finally came across it. They all got out and slowly made there way over to the creature, and Jack pulled out his gun and pointed it at the angry alien, and it growled at him, bearing teeth.
At this point they all had their guns out and pointed. The Weevil slowly started coming closer and closer, and Jack absentmindedly took about two, large, slow steps to get in front of his two teammates.
30 minutes later the Weevil was safe and sound back at the Hub, and everyone was leaving to go home, and Jack decided he needed to talk to Gwen about...well, everything.
Luckily, everyone left before her, and she was the only one left. She was gathering her things, and he walked over to her, where he was about four feet away from her.
"Gwen."
She looked up at him. He was leaning against the table that she was gathering her things off of.
"Yes?" she replied.
"We need to talk-"
"No we don't, Jack," she answered quickly.
"Gwen..."
"Jack, listen. There is no need to talk. We have nothing to talk about, alright?" She shook her head and finally had everything in her bag, and was ready to leave.
He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
She sighed and looked right into his eyes.
"This," she pointed to herself, and then to him. "Isn't going to happen. Do you know why?"
Rhys.
He said nothing.
"Because...because I'm pregnant with Rhys's baby."
Jack froze. Not only physically, but mentally also.
He swallowed hard. "Congratulations."
She nodded, and without saying another word, she left. He heard the door close and he just stood there, leaning against the table.
It was over now. No use in hoping they could be together. Nope, it was definitely over.
But wait, he thought. Weren't Gwen and Rhys in a huge fight with each other?
They could have made up.
But, as he recalled, he remembered she was staying over at Tosh's place because of the argument. So how did she get pregnant?
But wait again. It could have been recent. Really recent. How far along was she? Maybe it was possible after all, maybe she wasn't lying to him to make him stop trying to be with her.
He was walking towards his office when he heard someone enter the Hub.
"I forgot my phone," he heard Gwen call from the room he had just exited.
He half-ran over to the room and blocked her off from the door, one hand on each side of the door frame.
"Hello," he said, smiling.
She simply stared at him. She sighed and said, "Excuse me."
"How far along are you, Gwen?" he asked happily, trying to seem like he was really happy for her and Rhys. He knew he was a good liar.
She cleared her throat, but didn't answer. After a moment, he realized there was no use in stopping her from leaving anymore, since she wasn't going to answer him.
He dropped one hand and leaned against one side of the door frame, letting her through.
"Good night, Jack."
"'Night."
She was slowly walking towards the exit, making sure she didn't leave anything important behind. He walked up the stairs and leaned his back against the railing, not facing her. His eyes were closed, and all he could think about was Gwen. She was Pregnant. She was pregnant with Rhys's baby. She would never be with him. She was leaving.
She was just leaving the Hub, but to Jack it felt like way more than that. It felt like she was leaving him behind while she left. Leaving him to mope around until someone told him to cheer up. She was leaving his life forever. It hurt. It hurt like living crap.
He heard the her leaving, but right before he heard the door close, he heard her call out.
"I'm seven weeks along."
His eyes widened and he spun around as fast as he'd ever done before. His hands were gripping the railings and his eyes darted around, trying to find her.
But she was gone.
He took a long, uneven breath and backed up against a wall. He slid down slowly and stretched his legs out in front of him.
7 weeks.
That's how long it had been.