A/N: So, I hope that everyone enjoyed last chapter! I realized that I made a few grammatical errors and stuff, so please forgive me.

At six-thirty, Gwen's mobile phone alarm clock went off. She jerked awake, only to find herself in an unfamiliar bed. Even worse, she was tangled around an unfamiliar someone, her face pressed into their neck.

" Jack." She breathed. At least she was fully clothed, Gwen thought dryly as the previous night's events flooded back to her. It would be something terribly Jack to seduce her at her weakest point.

Jack opened one eye and then blinked.

" Gwen…" He began awkwardly. She just stared at him for a moment, her eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights.

" I should go." And then she was gone, whipping around the corner and out of sight.

Outside, in the Hub, Gwen leaned against the cool metal wall and took several long breaths of air. She couldn't believe that she had done this. First fighting with Rhys, than running away from him and straight to Jack. What was wrong with her?

Well who would you rather wake up next to-Rhys or Jack? She wondered dryly. Well Jack, duh.

That thought scared her. As a constable with the police force, Gwen relied heavily on science and logic to do her job. The logical option here was Rhys. Overall, he was a pretty good guy. He loved her and he was a loyal husband. But somehow, her relationship-if you could call it that-with Jack felt right. He made Gwen feel alive, and that was something that Rhys fell far short of. The best that she could hope for with her husband was domestic dullness, a boring married life spent pretending to be happy. The thought broke her heart.

" Gwen." Jack appeared behind her and she felt a firm hand on her shoulder. She shook it off.

" Jack, I'm really sorry about last night. Really, I am." Gwen began awkwardly. " I shouldn't have come to you. It probably gave you the wrong idea and I-"

" Stop it, Gwen." Jack instructed gently. " You don't have to apologize."

She bowed her head, wishing that she could say something, anything. But no words would come. In the end, Jack spoke first.

" Let's get moving. We have a vampire to catch."

…

High noon found Gwen and Jack back in the woods. Jack paced the exterior of the crime scene, appearing to be lost in thought.

" Is something the matter?" Gwen inquired.

" I've seen this before." Jack decided. Susie Ranards' body had long since been wheeled away by the CSI team. " This alien."

" Where?" Gwen asked. " Recently?"

" No, a long time ago. I was a young Time Agent. I was in Munich at the time, and there were all these girls dying. Young girls, virgins, getting their blood sucked dry. Everyone blamed sexual sadism-it wasn't talked about at the time, of course, but people knew. Rapes gone wrong, you know. But I heard the whispers, I knew that something else had happened. Aliens, vampire ones. They were Munich and now they're here."

Gwen felt chills race down her neck and spine. She shuffled closer to Jack.

" But why Cardiff? Why now?"

Jack slid his hands into his pockets and surveyed the eerily quiet woods.

" A long time ago I heard a story. One of the older Time Agents told me when I was new there. He said that once every hundred years the vampires would come to the nearest Rift. The Rift gives them immortality and energy that drinking blood can't." Jack paused. " That's why they're here now. It's been a hundred years and they need to be near the Rift."

Gwen shivered. Without realizing it, she had reached over and taken Jack's hand. He didn't pull away and neither did she.

" We should go back the Hub. Tosh can set up surveillance on places where the Rift is strongest." Jack said. He and Gwen walked back to the SUV, fingers interlaced. Their hold broke when Gwen slid into the passenger seat and Jack booted up the engine. She thought that she could still feel the imprint of his fingers on hers.

…

" Good news." Tosh announced several hours later. " The Rift will be strongest sometime around midnight tonight."

" That's good news?" Gwen demanded. Tosh shrugged.

"You guys will be the ones staking the Rift out. So waiting for one night is a sight better than waiting for three days."

Jack gave Gwen a slightly loony grin.

" C'mon, Gwen. Time for your first stakeout!"

…

" Why are we here again?" Gwen whispered into the darkness. They were parked just off the trail in the woods outside of Cardiff. A crescent moon hung low over the trees and everything sparkled in the silver half-light and the dew that had gathered. Jack raised infrared binoculars to his eyes, then lowered them. It was before nine o'clock, but everything was bathed in darkness.

" It's a stakeout, Gwen." Jack said.

" It's flippin cold in here is what it is." She decided.

" We can't risk turning the car on." Jack said. He shrugged off his RAF coat and handed it to her. " Here, take this." He paused for a moment. " It's not like I'm going to freeze to death."

She gratefully accepted the warm garment. The second she put it on she felt enveloped by it's warmth. It was rather like being inside a large woolen sleeping bag. She worked her arms through the sleeves and then curled up inside the coat's warmth. It smelled like woodsmoke and danger.

" Better?" Jack asked. Gwen inhaled deeply and felt safe despite the obvious danger just around the corner.

" Much."

There was a long, slightly awkward silence. Gwen stared out the window and tried to ignore the slowly passing time and her close proximity to Jack. There was something distant and lost in his expression, even if he didn't realize it. It made her want to reach over and pull him back into the present using any methods necessary.

" Jack." She whispered. He didn't seem to hear her, so she reached a tentative hand out and gently rubbed his shoulder.

" Yes, Gwen?" He asked, blinking several times as if being dragged to the present from very far away.

" Where do you go?" She asked suddenly. Jack turned towards her, eyes sparkling in the dim light. It disturbed her that someone so young-looking could be so old.

" Trust me, Gwen, you don't want to know."

But she was already captivated, falling quickly under his spell. Drunk on her intergalactic Casanova's charm, lost in his stare.

" The past, the future." Jack gave a light shrug. " Everywhere I've been, everything I've seen…it never leaves you, you know."

Gwen's hand found Jack's in the darkness. Their fingers interlaced almost naturally, and it occurred to her how well they fit together. The skin-on-skin contact broke the dam and Gwen curled against Jack's shoulder.

" It's getting late." Jack said. " If you want to sleep, I can wake you at midnight."

Gwen stifled a yawn and wondered how Jack had read her mind so well.

" I'll just rest my eyes for a bit." She said, not wanting to leave all the work to Jack.

" You Welsh." He replied. But before she knew what had happened, Gwen was lowering her head onto Jack's lap and closing her eyes. She felt him stroking her hair gently with one hand, and then she was asleep.

…

It didn't last long. Gwen jerked awake at the first noise she heard, which happened to be a voice crackling on the radio. It was Tosh.

" Guys, there's someone out there."

She and Jack were upright in a flash, locking and loading their guns and ready for action.

Gwen and Jack slowly exited the car and Gwen gasped a little as the freezing air hit her. She had left Jack's cumbersome uniform coat back in the SUV and goosebumps covered her arms.

You're not alone. She reminded herself. There was a monster out here. But there was Jack, too, sharing her darkness.

" Fifty yards to your right." Tosh's voice said in Gwen's earpiece. She and Jack nodded at eachother and moved to the right. There, in the semi-light of the moon, on the high windswept hill, stood a tall, pale creature. Easily seven feet, with the whitest skin Gwen had ever seen. Aside from the horrid fangs, she might have guessed it was a ghost.

" Gwen, get behind me." Jack ordered softly.

" No, Jack. I'm not a virgin, it won't take me-"

" Get behind me now!" Jack hissed, shoving her backwards. Disgruntled, Gwen fell into pace behind him. She didn't have any clue what they were planning on doing to the vampire once it noticed them. Her limited horror-story knowledge of the creatures extended to silver bullets and holy water.

Then the creature turned towards them, and a pair of red eyes bored into Gwen's skull. She raised her gun and fired at it. Jack shouted something that she didn't hear. And then there was a flash of light and the horrible thing had Jack pinned to the ground. There was a horrible noise like tearing flesh and in the half-moon there was so much blood.

" Get away!" Gwen screamed, firing two more rounds at the vampire. But the lead bullets just passed right through, burying themselves in the soft dirt on the other side of the creature. " Get away!"

A blinding light hit the hill, setting the dewy grass ablaze with silver fire. And then, as quickly as it had appeared, the vampire was gone.

" Jack!" Gwen cried, rushing to his side. Captain Jack Harkness lay spread eagle on the wet grass, blood seeping from two deep puncture wounds in his throat.

" Oh shit." She fell to her knees and leaned across Jack. He looked so pale in the semi-light and there was so much blood everywhere, spilling across the grass. She had seen him take a bullet to the forehead before and there had been less blood. This must have hit a major vein.

" Jack's down." She said to Tosh, but something was wrong and Tosh wasn't there anymore.

" Jack." She whispered. The blood wasn't flowing anymore, which she took to be a good sign. " Jack, please wake up."

He wasn't moving, wasn't breathing. The idea of Jack Harkness being dead scared Gwen more than she'd ever felt before.

" Oh, Jack." And she placed her lips on his and tried to breath life back into her fallen comrade. She applied fruitless pressure to his chest, and felt no heartbeat.

Then Jack stirred, hacking and coughing. Gwen, suddenly feeling drained, lay down next to him, seeking warmth from the only other living thing on the lonely hilltop. His arm slid around her and she buried her face in his rumpled shirtfront.

" Jack Harkness, for a man who can't die you're pretty damn good at coming close."

Jack turned to the side and their faces were inches apart.

" I'm good at a lot of things."

" Oh shut it, Jack." Gwen whispered. She knew that eventually they would have to move, get off this hilltop and back to their lives. Where she would sleep tonight, she didn't know. Risking going home to an angry Rhys was a gamble. And she had to admit, she had liked the sensation of waking up next to Jack.

After a while, the punctures in Jack's neck closed up and he and Gwen walked slowly back to the SUV. In the cold darkness her hands sought his and their fingers tangled together.

When they reached the Hub, Jack pulled her inside and didn't let go of her hand.

" I can't stay." Gwen told him, lying more to herself than to Jack. He pulled her flush against him, his arms encircling her waist.

" Just stay, won't you?" He flashed her a charming grin. " Please?"

I won't fall for your charm, Jack. I won't be just another girl for you.

" I can't." Gwen insisted, her voice barely above a whisper. She pulled away from Jack and headed towards the cog door. She stared straight ahead, eyes fixed on the door, but every particle of her being was dragging her backwards towards Jack Harkness.

She stopped walking. She didn't go forwards and she didn't turn around. She just stopped. A few seconds passed and she could feel Jack behind her, hands on her shoulders. She turned around to face him.

" Jack, I can't do this."

I'm not cheating on Rhys again. But she recalled the guilt that she had experienced during her brief fling with Owen. This…whatever it was, with Jack felt nothing like that. The shame was there but she could feel a spark too. A spark that was slowly burning into a fire.

" Who do you love, Gwen?" Jack probed gently. His eyes were burning into hers and she couldn't look away. " Who do you love?"

Gwen hesitated.

" You."

And then he kissed her.

Sorry for the bad ending (again). I promise I will update tomorrow or the next day as I have final exams approaching and I will be very busy during this coming week. On the bright side, school is almost out! So I will have nothing to do but write fanfiction and watch Torchwood all day. Please tell me what you think! You know that your mouse is drifting towards that review button.