Wedding Wrecker Pt. 2

As the wedding reception went on, Gwen saw Rhys laughing with Dav and few of his other friends. As they laughed they'd each drink a shot of champagne afterwards. Gwen figured they were probably playing one of their silly drinking games. Sipping from a glass herself, she closed her eyes for a minute embracing the joy of being a newlywed. She still wasn't sure why she was so upset earlier, but it was all for nothing. Rhys looked over at her and waved as if saying, 'I'm fine, and you don't need to chaperone me.' Gwen smiled in return at him. She turned to her other side, to see the friendly eyes of Jack. She jumped in surprise.

"Jack, I didn't see you there." She said laughing.

"Well I guess it doesn't hurt to be sneaky. You never know when you'll see a Weevil." Jack smirked as he said that.

"Well, I'm no Weevil." Gwen teased back.

"Well, I have to go out for a little while, but I'll be back if there's time." Jack continued.

"Where are you off to Mr. Busybody?" Gwen questioned.

"Oh it's nothing."

"You're kidding me. It's not…"

"This job doesn't do holidays." Jack said smiling.

Reaching for her purse Gwen pleaded, "Can I come with then?"

"Gwen. It's your wedding day. Stay here and dance with your husband. I can deal with a couple Weevils on my own."

"Honestly Jack, I don't know how much dancing will get done. Look at the state of the poor boy." Gwen said gesturing towards her now completely wasted Husband.

"Gwen, still. You're not prepared." Jack said.

"Sure I am." Gwen replied pulling a pair of handcuffs, anti-weevil spray, and a wadded up T-shirt out of her bag."

"Ok, now that's impressive, but Gwen, it's your wedding day. Celebrate it. It only happens once."

"Tell yourself that. It's my wedding day and you're running off hunting a couple rogue Weevils. I think it's only fair if I join in the 'festivities'."

Jack sighed and gave in. Gwen ran to the bathroom with a pair of jeans and her wadded up T-shirt. She tugged at her wedding dress, quickly hurrying to get the bloody thing off. Gorgeous as it was, one of the seams was irritating her. She folded the dress up best she could, and then undid her hair, using a thin hair tie to keep it compact. Her hair was rather wavy from being held up in the same position so long. She finger combed it hoping it would straighten out, but it didn't. She sighed and shoved the squashed dress in her purse. She ran out to Jack, quickly, but still not trying to draw attention.

"Stunning." Mused Jack.

"Shut up, you." Gwen said, trying to flatten out her wrinkled shirt.

She jumped in the passenger seat of the SUV and buckled in her seatbelt. She grabbed the small rift energy device and instructed Jack to follow them. There were 2 rift energy signs moving quickly towards the exit of an alley behind a fancy French restaurant. Jack and Gwen quickly ran towards the exit, slowing as they heard the Weevils. Gwen snuck behind some trees and went on the other side of the exit. While Jack subdued the one on the right, she'd get the one on the left. As the Weevils neared the exit to the street, Gwen and Jack jumped out, pulling out the anti-weevil spray. Apparently the Weevils were adjusting to the anti-weevil spray and Tosh and Owen had helped create a new formula, of which Gwen was not aware. Jack was already shoving his Weevil in the SUV, while Gwen's was just getting angered.

"Jack, why isn't the spray working?!" Gwen yelled.

"Did you get the new formula?"

"What new formula?"

"Well, this should be interesting." Jack muttered.

The Weevil, heavily enraged now, lunged at Gwen, throwing her to ground. She called for Jack and he slammed the trunk of the SUV shut running over to her. He sprayed the Weevil with his spray and it moaned and ran off. Gwen touched her face, wiping off the fresh blood. She scoffed at the large scratch also down her neck.

"Gwen, you should get back in the SUV and put some bandages on those while I take care of the other one." Jack ordered.

"No way in hell I'm letting you have all the fun." Gwen denied obstinately.

They both ran down the alley after the Weevil. Gwen had out her handcuffs and Jack, his spray. They cornered the Weevil and sprayed and handcuffed it. Jack walked it over to the SUV while Gwen pulled the first aid kit from the glove compartment. She pulled down the mirror and observed the scratches. There were two large gashes on the side of her face, running through her cheek, and a more surfaced scratch on her neck.

"Bloody hell…" Gwen muttered, rubbing disinfectant on the scratches.

"I told you thy weren't pretty." Jack said, swinging into the SUV.

"Still the best wedding ever." Gwen said.

Jack rolled his eyes as they rode to the hub. The limo came in an hour. Gwen hoped she'd make it back by then, but didn't care too much. She would miss her job a lot on her honeymoon. She was missing it already. She helped Jack put the Weevils in the vaults and washed her face with a damp paper towel after the bleeding stopped. She changed back into her wedding dress, packing her clothes into her purse. She messily pulled her hair back and fastened a clip on it to hold it in place. She swung her leg into the SUV and pulled her dress in as she shut the door. She got out of the SUV and went back inside the reception.

"There you are!" Rhys's mother said as Gwen walked in.

"Rhys has been looking for you everywhere!" she continued. Her face dropped as she saw Jack walk in after her.

"Where were you, Gwen?" Brenda continued.

"Oh, I just needed some fresh air, you know." Gwen lied.

"What happened to your face, though?" Brenda said, gesturing towards the scratches.

"I tripped while walking down the stairs outside." Gwen said.

Although doubtful, her mother in law accepted the explanation and walked off. Gwen scanned the room and saw Rhys's group of friends, but didn't see him. She walked up to them asking where he was. They responded saying that he'd gone looking for her. She went outside calling for him. Jack heard her calling for him.

"What's going on Gwen?" Jack asked.

"Oh, Rhys went looking for me and hasn't come back yet."

"I would expect that. He was so drunk. He probably ended up at some other church 10 kilometers away from here."

Gwen laughed at his snarky comment.

Jack stopped walking and turned to the open window, taken aback by the music he heard.

I love you,
That's the song of songs
And it all belongs
To you and me.

Gwen turned back having noticed Jack had stopped talking mid sentence during their conversation.

"This doesn't sound like a song you'd have at your wedding now, Gwen."

"Well, it's not anyone slipped the DJ £10 to play a song from the 40's or anything." Gwen said innocently."

"Gwen Cooper – the bride who bribed her own DJ." Jack said with a smirk.

"He's only playing this once you know." Gwen added, doing a cheesy disco dance.

In his best Welsh accent, Jack held out his hand and said, "May I have this dance Madamé?"

Gwen doubled over laughing before taking his hand. Immediately, Jack spun her in a quick circle.

"Bloody Hell Jack, I thought this was supposed to be slow dancing!"

Jack laughed, placing her hand on his shoulder and his hand around her waist, pulling them closer together. Jack smiled as the music brought him back to better years.

It's spring again
And birds on the wing again
Start to sing again
The old melody

Gwen gazed into Jack's sapphire eyes, an ocean of love, hate, friendship, enemies, family, adventure, hurt, joy, and all of eternity. Jack seemed absent, though. He looked into Gwen's eyes as if he wasn't seeing her, and that everything was different. Jack spun Gwen out, sending her laughing. He pulled her back in, closer than before. Her breath wavered as she felt his heartbeat through his shirt. Part of her cut had begun bleeding again. Jack wiped the trickle of blood from her face. A cool wind blew sending some of her hair lightly falling in her face. She slowly leaned towards Jack, their lips brushing slightly as she turned her head.

"This song was played at my wedding." Jack said with a melancholy smile.

"You were married?" Gwen asked.

"Not for long. She died a year after." Jack said.

"Did you have any kids?" Gwen asked.

"She was eight months when she was shot." Jack answered, a tear falling from his eye."

"I'm sorry, Jack. That's terrible." Gwen said, trying to console him.

"Did they ever find the person who shot her?" Gwen asked.

"No." Jack said, shedding another tear.

Gwen brushed away his tear. After earlier, she owed him that much. Gwen hated seeing Jack upset, especially when she's used to see him acting like nothing can hurt him, that he's indestructible.

Suddenly a voice came from behind the trees. "Gwen! Gwen! Where the hell have you been? I've been searching all over for you!" Rhys yelled running out from the trees. "And what happened to your face?" He said.

Gwen broke eye contact and remained silent.

"You went hunting after a Weevil didn't you?" Rhys said harshly.

"Well, you were occupied with Dav and I thought you were drunk."

"It was non-alcoholic, Gwen. I promised you I wouldn't get drunk before our honeymoon!"

Last night's conversation flooded back into Gwen's head.

"You know what? It's my fault. I should've made her stay here." Jack intervened.

"Oh you went with bloody Harkness, too!" Rhys said.

"It's still my job, Rhys!" Gwen exclaimed.

"I don't care if it's your job, Gwen! This is our bloody wedding!"

"Jack, you should probably just leave Rhys and I to sort this out ourselves."

"Oh, no you don't. You're staying right here and explaining to me how you had the balls to run off with my wife and put her in harm's way on our wedding night!"

"Rhys, I'm sorry, but I tried to tell her no, but I should've tried harder, ok?" Jack defended.

A horn beeped out front. The limo had arrived to take Gwen and Rhys to their honeymoon. Rhys went back inside to get his coat.

"You didn't have to take the fall for me, Jack." Gwen said.

"Yes I did." Jack stated.

"You know if it weren't for you and Torchwood I would've been married long before today." Gwen said defensively, face to face with Jack. Each sentence said, they each inched closer.

"Is that a good or a bad thing?" Jack asked with one of his signature smiles.

"Do you know how annoying you can get?" Gwen scoffed.

"You're cute when you're mad you know that?" Jack responded.

"You're an idiot." Gwen said, so close to Jack by now, they're faces were almost touching.

"But a very attractive one." Jack replied with a wink.

"Jack Harkness, you are unbelievable!"

"Never seize to amaze, do I?" Jack said.

In the heat of the moment, Gwen pressed her lips up against his and then stormed off.

"I take that as a compliment!" Jack called after her.

"Well, don't!" Gwen yelled over her shoulder.