A/N: Please except my biggest apologies for this chapter being a month late. I was originally going to finish and upload this a couple of days after my previous chapter but then I got the flu and was ill for about two weeks. Then there was the stress and studying for tests for the last couple weeks of the school term and just general things that have kept me busy for ages. :(
Anyway, here's chapter 4, I really hope you like it and that this chapter was worth the wait.
Sorry for any OOCness by the way!


Gwen wasn't unconscious for very long. She woke to find herself on a couch in the living room with a dark blue blanket from upstairs draped neatly on top of her. Her head was still pounding in pain but surprisingly, she realised, it hurt less than before.

Gwen sat up slowly wondering how she managed to get on the sofa. The last few moments before she fainted were just a blurry mess in her mind and she couldn't make sense of any of it.

The house was silent apart from the occasional chirp from the birds outside and the ticking of the clocks which were hung up on the walls. And then she heard footsteps coming from the hallway. Surely Rhys wasn't back already, so who the hell was in her house?

Perhaps she was dreaming again? That would explain the light headedness. Then again, she had just fainted so she was bound to feel like this anyway, right? But that still didn't explain why she had been moved onto the couch.

If this was a nightmare, she decided, she was going to be prepared properly this time. Gwen pushed the soft blanket to one side and swung both of her legs over the side of the couch, grabbing her gun which lay on the coffee table in front of her before standing up.

As Gwen rose, somebody entered the living room. At first she didn't notice the man who had soundlessly walked into the room as her gaze was fixed on something outside the window, but after a few long seconds passed she realised that there was a figure standing opposite her which shouldn't be in her house. She held up her gun and aimed at him. It was clear that she wasn't happy that this man had come into her house.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She snapped at him.

Captain Jack Harkness took a step towards her. "What I want to know is why are you aiming a gun at my head?"

Gwen didn't reply and kept her position, intent on getting an answer out of him. Jack took another step forward. Gwen spoke again when Jack didn't answer her question. "Why are you here, Jack?"

"Why are you pointing a gun at me?" He asked again. Gwen figured that perhaps if she lowered her weapon then he would answer her question properly. She was still unsure about whether or not this was nightmare or reality, but figured if she stopped aiming at him then he might actually tell her something.

"Fine," she gave in and placed the pistol back onto the coffee table, never taking her eyes off of Jack. "But don't try anything stupid."

"For a moment there I was worried that you would accidentally pulled the trigger," Jack said as Gwen stared half angry and half confused at him. "That would have been a nasty amount of blood you'd of had to clean up."

"Yeah, well.." Gwen started to respond but then stopped mid-sentence. Why wasn't he kissing her? Where was the alien about to kill her? Perhaps this wasn't a nightmare after all.

"Well?" Jack repeated after her.

"Never mind," she responded, eyes still trained on him.

"Well I'm curious now," Jack said back, also watching her, "why were you aiming a gun at me?"

"It's a long story," Gwen sighed slightly as she answered.

"I've got all day," Jack replied still wanting to know why one of his closest friends was acting in such a strange way.

"Why are you so concerned all of a sudden anyway?" It was clear to Jack that Gwen was far from happy with him for whatever reason he was about to find out, although he had a feeling he already knew what she was about to say. "One moment it's all 'I'm leaving you forever' and the next moment it's all 'let's go see how Gwen's doing'. Do you understand how mixed up I feel right now?"

Jack opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it again. Oh how he'd missed the Welsh woman's temper. She looked even prettier when she was angry, Jack decided.

"No, you don't, do you? Of course you bloody don't! You can just come and go as you please! Disappear off to some planet a million miles away from Earth, leaving the ones who care for you behind wondering when you'd next be back. Or if you'd ever come back! You broke my heart when you left! I thought you were gone for good!"

"So you missed me?" Jack finally spoke up. He could have sworn Gwen had blushed a little when he asked her this question.

"Yes," Gwen said and looked away from him. "Yes, I did miss you."

"I missed you too," Gwen looked back up as the immortal man spoke to her in a soft voice.

"Yeah, I guessed that from all the times you bothered yourself to visit," she replied sarcastically.

"It was complicated, Gwen. If I could have visited before I would have, but I couldn't," Jack looked into her eyes. Again Gwen looked away from him.

"Yeah, right.. Why are you here? What's brought you back all of a sudden? Because I swear if you've brought a bunch of aliens to my doorstep that'll put my daughter in danger I will kill you. Anwen her name is, since you didn't ask."

"Gwen, I came back.." Jack was interrupted by the sound of the front door unlocking and opening. Rhys had returned with four bags of shopping in one hand and a snoozing Anwen in her pram being wheeled inside by the other. As he walked into the room his mouth gaped open.

"Oh bloody hell, it's you!" Rhys was shocked at the sight of Captain Jack. He had never expected Jack to return after everything that had happened a few months previous.

"Rhys, nice to see you again," Jack turned away from an enraged Gwen and smiled at her husband who was standing there open mouthed like a goldfish. Gwen turned her frown to a slight smile at the sight of her daughter who had just begun to wake up.

"Hello sweetie!" Gwen walked over to the pram and cooed at Anwen. She lifted her from the straps that bound her to the pram and up into her loving arms.

"She's a beautiful," Jack grinned at the mother and daughter.

"Ah, thanks. She definitely takes after her mother," Rhys smiled back at Jack before turning to face Gwen. "How's your head, love?"

"A bit better, thanks. Did you get those pain killers?" Gwen looked over at him.

"Yep, here you go." Rhys nodded and produced a packet out of one of the pale shopping bags in his hand. Gwen placed Anwen back down gently and took the pain killers from his hand.

"Thank you. Oh you are a life saver!" She kissed him softly and then disappeared into the kitchen to get a glass of water to take the pain killers with.

"What's wrong with Gwen's head?" Jack asked out of concern.

"Just a headache. She's been getting them a lot lately," Rhys sighed. "Do you think you could keep an eye on her while I put the shopping away?" He looked down at Anwen. Jack nodded and Rhys smiled in return. "Thanks, mate."

As Rhys followed his wife into the kitchen with the shopping bags in hand, Jack knelt down in front of Anwen who looked up at him and giggled. He noted that the infant had her mother's gorgeous eyes and sweet little smile.

"Your father was right, you definitely take after your mother," Jack said quietly to her. "And I bet you'll grow up to be one of the most beautiful women to ever walk this planet, just like her. Your father is a very lucky man to have both you and her."

Between the giggles of Anwen, Jack could make out the small sound of shuffling from behind him. He turned on the spot to see that Gwen had appeared at the doorway. He gulped and stood up.

"..How long have you been standing there for exactly?" He hoped she hadn't heard his one way conversation with her daughter.

"Long enough," Gwen smirked, secretly over-delighted about how he had described her. "One of the most beautiful women to ever walk this planet?"

Jack gulped again. "Yeah.. Rhys said you have a headache?"

Gwen noticed the sudden change of topic and felt slightly disappointed by it, but answered his question anyway. "Yeah, it's bloody horrible. Still, nothing pain killers and rest can't sort out.." She looked down, thinking about how much she wanted to have a good night's sleep. "Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk with me? I could really do with getting out of this house for a bit."

Captain Jack nodded. "Alright."

"I'll just give this little one to her daddy and we can leave," Gwen smiled and took her baby daughter out of her pram again and into the kitchen where Rhys was busy packing away the last of the shopping. Placing her down in her high-chair, Gwen glanced up at her husband. "I'm just going out for a walk with Jack. I won't be long, we just need to talk."

"Yeah, it's fine. Take all the time you need," Rhys didn't mind how long she took. He understood how good a friend Jack was to Gwen and he understood that she needed to catch up with him.

"Love you," Gwen walked up to him and placed a kiss upon his lips. Rhys returned the kiss and, after a short while, Gwen pulled away and left to get Jack.

She found him in the hallway looking at one of the framed photographs of the family of three on the wall. Gwen stood next to him.

"That was taken after I came back from hospital after I had Anwen. It seems like such a long time since then. Five days after you left, I had her," Gwen sighed and Jack glanced up at her. "Shall we go then?"