Imogen woke up quickly and as she violently bolted upright she hit Jack Harkness on the nose, "Um hi? Why were you watching me while I was asleep?" She asked, rubbing her eyes, "Well I came round to make sure you hadn't turned off Iantos alarm again and he said that he couldn't wake you up," She lifted her chin as if to say "Ohhhh". Rubbing her eyes with a closed fist again Jack said, "By the way did you know you talk in your sleep?" Imogen turned a bright pink because she didn't remember what she was dreaming about, "Something about a maths lesson? You must have been quite upset because you were sort of crying in your sleep," Ianto came into the room suddenly with coffee and said, "Maths lesson?" Imogen's and Iantos blue eyes grew wide as they realised at the same time what she had been dreaming about. Ianto passed her her coffee and as he did he asked her, "Are you ok?" She nodded, took the mug and sipped, scolding her mouth, "Shit," she muttered and walked quickly into the kitchen, picked up a glass, filled it with water and drank it quickly. Jack came into the kitchen and put his hand on her shoulder, "Alright?" She nodded quickly and Jack continued, "I was just wondering if you needed a job?" Imogen looked at the older man quizzically, unsure of what he was offering, "Imogen, there is a job at Torchwood. If you want it. Assistant Medic, how does that sound?"

"It sounds...great," Imogen smiled genuinely,

"You start in half an hour, don't be late! I'll see you two later," He said heading for the door. Imogen gave him a small wave as he closed the door behind him. Ianto ran a hand through his hair as he walked into the kitchen to bring Imogen her coffee, "What was that all about?" Imogen smiled and replied with a slight wink, "I have a job," Ianto shook his head 5 times, "No, no, no, no and oh yeah no," Imogen's face fell. He felt harsh, but honestly feeling harsh is better than standing at his twin sisters funeral, "But why Yan?!" She wined, "I need a job! And you said Torchwood pays by the crown!"

"You do and it does, but seriously not Torchwood. You'd be dead in a week!" He shouted back, "Your so damn protective sometimes you know that?" She moaned. He pulled her into a hug and whispered into her hair, "I know. Take the job, but if anything happens I'll..." Imogen looked up and said, "Yes? What will you do?" He shook his head and rested against hers, "Nothing. I wouldn't do anything," He let go of her arms and ran a finger of her scar, "They'll get suspicious if you keep wearing your jacket, maybe you should just tell them?" Imogen shook her head and said, "No. They wouldnt understand," She's probably right, Ianto thought, "I'm always right," she smiled cheekily.

Half an hour later they walked through the co door at exactly 7 thirty, "Right on time," Jack grinned at the 22 year olds, "Imogen if you go down to the med bay Owen has an alien parasite you could help him dissect," Imorgen agreed then walked towards the circular hole in the hub. Walking down the metal steps she said, "Hi...Owen? Jack said you needed some help?" She got to this level and he looked up, grinning. In front of him there was a dead squid-like creature resting on, "What is that a brain?" She asked,

"Yeah. That's what these things do. They reside in the brain until...well I don't know. I have only seen it once before," He finished a little sadly and when Imogen put her hand on his shoulder she could feel him shaking slightly, "Are you actually going to do any work?" Imogen heard a familiar welsh accent call down to her. She removed her hand from Owens shoulder as if it was a red hot flat and turned around, "Yeah we were just talking about the parasite," Ianto looked at her and thought, Oh is that what you were doing? "Yes Ianto it was now go back to whatever you do all day," She said bluntly and Owen looked at her in shock, "Imogen, he didn't say anything?"

"I know. We can kind of..." She paused, looking for the right word, "Sense what each other is thinking or feeling. It's pretty normal," She shrugged at the last sentence,

"So. What did he think?" Oh this should be fun, thought Owen,

"I can't tell EXACTLY but it was something along the lines of 'Oh is that what you were doing?'," Owen smiled back at her and couldn't help thinking 'Her eyes are truly truly gorgeous' He looked away, blushing, "Owen," Imogen whispered. He turned his head back to face her, "You know I really think that you're-" she broke off and Owen pressed his lips against hers. She kissed him back, running her fingers through his hair as she did so, "Imogen!" She heard her brother yell. She pulled away and looked up at her brother guiltily, "I cannot believe you!" He continued,

"I'm sorry Yan, it was a mistake," she tried to explain,

"Damn right it was!" Ianto turned on his heel and stalked off in the direction of the archives. Imogen got up to go and follow him, but Owen caught hold of her hand, "Leave him. You have work to do here," She sat down again and smiled as Owen passed her a scalpel, "Lets get to work then," she replied.

6 hours later Imogen returned to Iantos flat to find him already there, "Ianto I'm sorry," she started, dropping the keys on the side table, "Leave it out," he replied, his voice hoarse, "I mean it. It was a mistake," she finished, sitting next to him on the sofa. He looked over at her and his angry face broke. He couldn't stay mad at her, ever, "It's ok. Just don't do it again, ok Im?" She nodded and turned on the tv to Pobol y Cwm. I hate that show, thought Ianto, "I know, you would rather watch Eastenders," she grinned at him, "We're not watching that either," replied Ianto quickly and he left to the kitchen to make some dinner.

After they had eaten it was getting late, "I'm tired, Im. I think I will just go to sleep,"

"Ok," she replied after a while. Ianto left the room and she said hastily, "I'm just going to the shop. To get some...to a get a toothbrush,"

"Ok, don't be long," he said. Oh I won't, she thought to herself grabbing her coat and heading out the door towards the block of flats Owen lives in.

"What are you doing here?" Owen asked her,

"I just need to see you again!" She laughed. Owen laughed back and pulled her into his bed which at the moment had a purple silky sheet on it.

That night Imogen had another nightmare...