I'M SO SORRY EVERYONEEEEE! I've been so busy with school stuff I haven't had time to write in foreverrrrrrr. Anyway, an update is finally here, hope ya like it! not sure when I'll be able to update again. Reviews are always begged for :D

Ianto gaped. "You… You're real?"

Martha laughed. "In the flesh. I've been trying to pin you down for ages, but you're on the move almost as much as I am these days."

"We've been hunted down nearly as much as you," said Tosh, grinning smugly. "Though I've done a pretty good job throwing Saxon off our scent until now."

"We didn't believe you actually existed," Owen chimed in. "Tosh has been doing her best to find you, and if Tosh can't find you, you are either a fucking supervillain, which no offense lady, you don't look it, or you don't exist."

"Oy, watch it smart ass," said Ianto, frowning. "If even half the rumors about this woman are true, you're looking at the bravest, most clever woman who ever lived. Or the world's biggest fool, depending on who you talk to, but I'm inclined to think the former."

Martha smiled. "You're Ianto, I'm guessing. And let's see. Tosh, Owen, Gwen… and that fellow there must be Rhys. It's amazing to finally meet you all."

"So what is this place?" asked Owen.

"You're inside all that's left of UNIT. Those of us that are left have devoted our lives to bringing down Saxon. They've been the only cover I have while I've been travelling."

"But Saxon said UNIT was destroyed months ago!" Gwen said.

Martha laughed. "He liked to think so. The Toclafane hit us hard, and most of our assets were lost or destroyed. Those of us that survived went into hiding, formed the resistance, and kept fighting.

"How do you know so much about us?" Ianto asked, confused.

Martha smiled sadly. "He always said you were clever," she said. Ianto felt a chill run through him, though he couldn't figure out why. She walked over to a cabinet behind her desk that looked like it was built to hold a small bomb. She typed in a code and opened the door, taking out a small lockbox.

"The past few months haven't exactly been easy for me. But I would have been captured and forced to serve Saxon along with the rest of my family if it wasn't for one particular man." She turned around, tears in her eyes, and placed the lockbox down on the desk. Unlocking it, she looked around at the confused and apprehensive faces of the rest of the team. "You're lucky, you know," Martha said, wiping tears from her eyes. "You have the privilege of working with the bravest man in the world." She looked at Ianto directly now. "He always talked about you. Ianto Jones, the man who makes a cup of coffee to die for, who's great in bed and always wears impeccable suits. Wouldn't shut up about how much he liked you as a matter of fact", she said sadly.

She opened the box and lifted up the thing inside, and Ianto's blood turned to ice. No... No. IT couldn't be. He felt tears of his own welling up, and he quickly brushed them away. He swayed as if about to faint, and Owen put a hand on his shoulder to steady him.

Martha Jones was holding Jack Harkness' wrist strap.