Disclaimer: Obviously not mine. I like happy endings. Not like RTD. All rights belong to the BBC and the creators of both Torchwood and Dr. Who.

Jack stood in the shadows by the entrance to the Hub, watching the team interact with each other. He felt a profound sense of relief at seeing them all, and felt a weight he had not realised he had been carrying lift from his shoulders.

Making sure he was firmly concealed in the doorway Jack watched his team, his Torchwood work. To a soundtrack of muted swearing and grumbling, Gwen and Owen heaved what appeared to be a giant amphibian-like creature to the morgue. Tosh was standing by the centre workstations quietly analysing samples.

Jack could not see Ianto, but assumed he was either archiving the fish-creatures data, or cleaning the smell of it from the SUV.

When he was sure that the only sound that could be heard in the hub was that of Tosh's gentle, lighting fast typing, Jack plastered a grin onto his face and stepped forwards, directly into her line of vision.

Injecting confidence into his voice, Jack was the first to speak. "Not sure, but I think I've seen these things before. Seem to recall that they like to drive fast…" he trailed off as with a crash, Tosh dropped both of the glasses she was holding and with a loud gasp, flew at him. "Jack!"

"Umm." He smiled softly into her hair. "Hi Tosh." There was a moments silence.

"Jack, I'm so glad you're back," Tosh's voice was muffled. "Nothings been the same without you."

T.W

"Tosh? You alright?" A voice echoed up from the medical bay, followed by fast thuds of footsteps.

"Tosh?"

Both Owen and Gwen stopped at the top of the stairs.

"Oh. Right."

Jack looked up at them both and waited for the silence to break. He did not have to wait long, as once Gwen had pushed her way past the frozen Owen, she ran up towards the Captain, and launched her fist into his face.

"You left us Jack! You left Ianto you bastard!" Gwen's fists continued making contact with the Captain's chest, but the Welshwoman's energy and force behind them had gone.

"You left us Jack," she sobbed again, falling gracelessly against him.

Jack had not protested against the onslaught, and stood cradling her in his arms. He looked up at Tosh and Owen, who had watched the scene in silence.

"Where's Ianto?"

"Achieves" Owen's response was frosty. "Where he's been almost constantly for the last six months. He's taken the lions share of the work Jack. Work you let when you disappeared off the face of the earth."

Jack waited until Owen had finished, and then raced of in the direction that would take him closer to the young Welshman.

T.W.

Jack reached the correct corridor in the maze that made up the lower levels of the hub, and paused, looking at the solid door separating him from Ianto.

Jack sunk to the floor with his head in his hands.

T.W.

The Doctor shook his head, and stepped out from the shadows.

TBC

Sorry It's so abysmally short. Next chapter will be a lot longer (and definitely updated quicker)

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