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Lazily, I opened my eyes, the sun was just coming up over the buildings and I focused hard on clearing the sleep from my vision. What time is it? Where's my phone? I think to myself as I look over and see Jack sleeping, snoring softly and I smile to myself as I sit up and reach for my pants on the floor. My mobile's ringing and of course I have to have one of those moments where you're rushing and everything wants to get stuck. Finally I was able to snatch my mobile from my pocket.
As I'm searching, I feel Jack's hand slip up my back, setting my body on fire, I feel my skin flush with desire as I pull my mobile out of my pocket and answer, giggling as his fingers brush down my side, as light as a feather in the wind.
"Hello…?" I ask, trying to mask my giggling as Jack sits up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and nuzzles my neck, planting soft kisses on my shoulder.
"… Gwen? It's me, Rhys. I think we need to talk." He said, his voice sounded unsteady and it was as if someone replaced my blood with ice water. I froze, I could feel the color draining from my skin and Jack stopped with me, turning me slightly and studying my face.
"What's wrong?" he whispered in my free ear and I shook my head, turning my attention back to Rhys.
"We've said all that we needed to say Rhys… what else could possibly be left?" I say breathlessly.
I could hear him breathing, as if someone had literally knocked the wind out of his lungs.
"No, you said all that you needed to say… I didn't have a chance to say anything… and the way things ended-" I cut him off, I didn't want to hear any excuse or whatever he could muster up to spit out at me.
"No, Rhys, you had your chance to talk and you chose to raise your hand to say everything that you weren't man enough to verbalize. I'm done with this. I'll be by later this week to get the rest of my things and drop off half the rent for the flat that I owe for this month. But after that, I'm done…" I spat out, my heart racing and feeling like it was going to explode from my chest.
Jack wrapped his arms tighter around me, resting his chin on my shoulder before he spoke up.
"Gwen… just hang up… you're going to make yourself sick and that's the last thing you need after everything…" he said softly in one ear as Rhys overheard him and began screaming in the other.
He politely took my phone and ended the call, falling back on the pile of plush pillows, pulling me with him. I turned around, laying on his chest and closing my eyes as I tucked my hands underneath my cheek. Wrapping his arms around me once more, he kissed the top of my head and pulled the blankets over us.
"Don't let him get you all worked up, sweetheart… it's not worth it and I want to enjoy these moments with you before the chaos ensues." He said with a chuckle.
For whatever reason it was, feeling his chest rumble with laughter was comforting and I sighed, releasing all of the tension in my body and just laid there, watching the sun grow brighter on the snowy-white walls.
Listening to his heart along with the lull of his breathing I began to doze off peacefully, feeling his hands on my skin provided me with the safeness I was longing for but couldn't admit to myself. Before I lost myself to unconsciousness, I felt his breathing even out as if I had the same effect on his as he did on me. And with that, I fell into a dream that was just too surreal…
The clock on the wall was annoyingly loud and I put my hand on my stomach, softly cooing at my stomach, but then terror rose in me as I looked over and saw that I was strapped up to a dozen different monitors and on one, there was a tiny little alien, but it looked more like a monster and I gasped. My eyes stung and I started to shake my head in disbelief… this couldn't be, what was that inside of me… how did… who? And I felt faint, but then a nurse walked in, clad in an all-white pant suit. She had a surgical mask on and a chart in her hand as she strode to my side.
"Good-day, Mrs. Harkness, and how are you feeling?" she asked, her voice was muffled by the thin fabric covering half her face.
"Where am I? What are all of the monitors for… what's inside of me?" I asked, a sickening feeling broiling deep in my stomach along with a happy flutter at the title of Mrs. Harkness.
"Do you not remember the accident?" she asked, her eyes widening in horror and all I could do was shake my head, a sharp pain rising from the pit of my stomach to my chest.
"What… what accident? What are you talking about?" I said, my breathing coming in shallow little puffs.
"Mrs. Harkness, please, please you're going to have to calm down. We can't have another episode until we know what that thing is capable of," she said, resting a calm hand on my arm but I couldn't seem to calm myself.
"Let's get your husband in here…" she said, turning and motioning to the open door and Jack walked in slowly, he was wearing a mask as well but he looked older, and different. He wasn't how I remembered.
"No… No…" I tried to clutch at my stomach, letting out a loud scream as I felt my flesh tearing, and I tried to breathe deeply but a blood curdling scream escaped my mouth before I could stop myself.
I felt one claw digging into my flesh as a small head, covered in horns that seemed to be composed of some sort of bone matter, peeping out and my blood went cold. It lunged from my stomach and latched onto Jack, biting into his flesh but he wouldn't flinch or scream. He just stared at me, horror on his face as he mouthed to me the horrors I thought I'd never have associated with me. I just stared at him as he continued to mouth the same phrase over and over again.
"Murder, you murdered me. This is your fault. You created this…" he continued mouthing at me as his skin paled and his eyes hung lower. I could see his once luminous, blue eyes draining of life and I couldn't do anything about it.
With that last image…
I felt Jack shaking me, whispering my name gently, continuing until my eyes fluttered open and my cheeks were damp and my skin was hot and sticky. I couldn't breathe and I sat up, pulling my knees to my chest as I put my head down. My mind was reeling and I put my legs down and touched my stomach frantically but it was flat and there was no movement. I sighed to myself and just stared up at the ceiling, focusing on taking deep, slow breaths.
"Gwen… What was that all about?" Jack asked, his deep, silky voice asked quietly.
"I… I don't know. I guess it was just a bad dream is all. I'm okay," I say, opening my eyes finally and smiling, "I really am okay, no worries," I said, crawling up to sit in front, leaning in to kiss his nose.
He smirked, running a hand through his disheveled hair and kissing my forehead as he pulled me down into bed with him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him with such need, such passion that I heard him let out a soft moan as he slowly began running his hand over my hip to my bum. I smiled into the kiss and pushed him onto his back, lowering myself onto him and leaning down, continuing the kiss.
"You," he kissed me, "… are one of the most beautiful women I've seen," he sighed, kissing me again as he slowly began thrusting himself again me and I sighed, turning my face to the ceiling as he kissed my neck slowly.
"Mm and you are… you are the sexiest man I've seen…" I reply breathlessly as he runs his hands up and down my sides as our bodies mingle together in a sweaty love embrace.
He sits up and places his palm in the middle of my back as he grabs a handful of my hair, kissing me hard as I rock myself slowly against him, biting down on his lip in ecstasy.
Knock…. Knock… Know-Knock… Knock…Knock
I glanced back towards the door hesitantly but he bit down gently on my neck and I shivered in his arms as he carefully laid me on my back, grinding his hips with mine as the knocking ensued and I worked hard to conceal the sounds of our love-making but I was failing and he muffled my moans with his mouth as he groaned with me. Our breathing came in short spurts and I clenched the sheet, wrapping my legs tight around his hips as the knocking grew louder.
Jack placed his hands on either side of my head, letting his face fall to the bed, close to my ear as we exploded into a pleasure induced silence. The only sound was the knocking on the door and our panting. Slowly I ran my hands up his sides, opening my eyes lethargically, glancing down the small corridor just in time to catch the shadow of someone's footing beneath the door. I sighed and Jack rolled off me, grabbing the sheet and wrapping it around his waist, letting it hang in just the right manner to make a nun break her vows.
"Well," he bent down and kisses me once, twice, and a third time, struggling to tear his self away, "Let's see who our intruder is…" he said, walking to the door and I pulled the comforter over my exposed body, watching his hips sway sensually with his stride.
I smiled to myself, stretching lazily as I listened to him chat away with someone, I sat up, pulling the comforter with me and peeping around the corner, but I snapped myself back quicker than I thought possible when I saw Ianto and Owen standing outside my hotel room door. My cheeks grew hot and I had no choice but to stand there, scantily clad by just some fabric and down stuffing. I glared evilly at my clothes that lie on the floor at the foot of the bed and groaned silently in my mind. I carefully slid onto the bed and pulled my knees to my chest, hiding my face in my arms.
I silently beat myself as I heard their laughter and I just wanted to crawl under a rock and die.
"Gwen… how are you doing in there?" I heard Owen's stupid, sarcastic voice, "We thought someone might have been in the process of being murdered…" He finished with a gut bursting laugh and then I heard him groan, hopefully someone knocked him a good one. I peeked around the corner slowly and shook my head.
"Fuck off, Owen…" I said and I could tell that my cheeks were bright pink. Then he laughed harder and I grew more flustered as he taunted back.
"Oh, I'm sure someone's already done that to you, where do I sign up?" he asked, chuckling and if I hadn't had any self-respect, I would have gone around the corner and popped him a good one.
"Enough. Is there anything that you really need right now?" Jack cut in, steering the two of us away from a to-the-death match.
"Actually," I heard Tosh speak up, "There is. There has been a sighting of a Weevil about 10 miles outside of Cardiff and I've been tracking it for a while now and we finally got him back on our radar. I think we should check into it because what with the rift activity at an all-time low, hell, with it basically non-existent, a Weevil investigation is like the jack-pot these days…" she said excitedly, casually averting her eyes to the doorjamb off to his left. I chuckled and wrapped the blanket tighter around my body and came around the corner slowly, crossing over so I was hidden slightly by the door. I grazed my fingers lightly over his hip and pushed the door closed.
"We'll be out in a few, my apologies for the rudeness…" I say loudly through the door and grab my luggage, walking backwards to toss it on the small couch.
"Hmm… I like it when you take charge…" he says, pressing his body against my back as he pulls the blanket down, dropping it to puddle at my feet. I shake my head, swatting at his hands as they caress my body.
"No, we've got work to do, love. Behave…" I stammer out, biting my lip to keep a moan from escaping my lips.
I leaned away, grabbing my jeans and a fitting top along with some undergarments and walked away, facing him with a wicked grin on my face as I closed the bathroom door, locking it behind me.
I turned the water on to the shower and pulled my hair up, running my hands over my flushed pale pink skin. My eyes were bright and dancing and my stomach was fluttering with something new. I turned as the doorknob jimmied and Jack peeked around, a devilish grin on his face. I just shook my head and slid open the glass door, walking into the shower and let the hot water cascade over my body.
The water was relaxing and I closed my eyes, lathering my body wash between my palms as I felt Jack climb in, backing me against a wall as he smiled down at me, letting the water drip down his skin, a cruel smirk on his face as he slid one hand up my moistened skin, reaching for my body wash and lathering it up. I gently placed my hands on his chest, rubbing the soapy mess into his skin.
I ran my hands up over his broad shoulder and down his perfectly sculpted chest as he mimicked my movements. It was a very intimate moment, but there was nothing sexual about it. We were simple two mates carefully taking care of each other.
There was the obnoxious knocking at the door again and I quickly rinsed the lather from my body and stepped out, taking a towel with me as I felt him staring after me.
"Hurry up before they break the door down. I don't think that I can afford to replace it…" I call over my shoulder as I briskly dry myself off and begin dressing. He steps out, laughing softly and begins drying himself and then toweling his hair as he walked back into the room. I blushed as I checked him out, shaking my head as I finished pulling my top on. I ran a quick brush through my hair and took a few deep breaths.
"Are you ready yet, Gwen?" he asked, pulling his gun holsters over his shoulder and then pulling his jacket on. I walked out, pulling my boots on and sticking my mobile in my pocket and slipping my gun under the back of my shirt.
"… Yeah, I'm ready," I say, brushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear as I look around my room making sure that I haven't forgotten anything. I felt his eyes on me and I looked up to meet his gaze, "What?" I asked self-consciously.
He shook his head and smiled warmly, "Nothing, it's just… you look really beautiful. You have this glow about you and I don't know I'm just drawn to you…" he finished, walking up to me and placing his hand on my cheek as he leaned in and gave me a tender kiss.
I sighed and shook my head, whipping the door open as Owen was in mid-knock. I glared at him and smiled to Ianto and Tosh. "Well, I'm fairly sure you're one of the most annoying men I've had the ill-fated pleasure to meet…" I grumbled to him, stepping out the door as Jack followed, closing it quietly behind him.
I brushed past their small semi-circle and took the com Ianto handed to me and I smiled up at him, "Thanks…" I say with a slight blush and cast my eyes shyly down at my feet.
"So what do we have now, Tosh?" Jack asked, looking at her expectantly as he took my hand, lacing his fingers with mine and led us down towards the elevator.
"It's moved back into Cardiff, it looks like it's near the south side, but I can't get a good read in this building. It's like the signal is so weak or there's something that's disturbing the frequencies…" She said, her forehead scrunched up in concentration.
"Well, let's get going. I assume you've gotten everything under control Owen, what with you being second in command and all," He pulled me closer to his side, casting me a sly, private smile.
I shook my head and gave his hand a gentle squeeze as the elevator arrived and I walked in ahead of him, pulling gently as he followed. Everyone else followed us in and we stood in a mildly awkward moment as the elevator slowly made its way down to the first floor.
"So…" Ianto began but Tosh nudged him and he grunted loudly, throwing her an angry glance. I looked away before he could lock eyes with me and Jack wrapped his arm gently around my waist.
"What the bloody hell? I was just going to ask what the plan was… I don't care that they were shagging up there, life happens." He spat out and stormed out of the elevator as the doors were opening.
I followed after him, practically jogging to keep up with his long stride.
"Ianto… Ianto wait!" I shouted after him, grabbing his jacket tail and he spun around on me, glaring down at me.
"Why should I?" he was in my face, his eyes were glassy and his cheeks were flaming red.
"Why wouldn't you? What in the hell have I done to you?" I asked, backing away slightly to take a better look at his face.
"You, stupid, innocent Gwen; gets everything that she wants. You screw around and still get love in the end. How is that fair and then you expect me to just sit around be buddy-buddy with you? Like hell…" He ranted, and stopped, taking a deep breath and I just stood there. I could feel my eyes burning with unshed tears.
I didn't know what to say. There was an inkling of understanding, but I had never done anything to purposefully hurt him, so why would he do that to me? There were footsteps in the distance mingling with laughter. I turned away from him and wiped at my face. I could feel him staring at me, I could feel his hand at my elbow and I yanked it away, stomping off toward the SUV.
"Fuck you, Ianto…" I said over my shoulder before I reached the vehicle and leaned against the back.
It wasn't long before the others caught up to me. Tosh smiled at me and handed me my tablet that had everything loaded up along with the most recent readings about the Weevil. Owen walked past me climbing up front with Ianto and Jack stood at my side, looking down at me.
He reached over, wiping a stray tear from my face and turned towards me, cradling my face between his two hands.
"You shouldn't be crying, especially not after such a perfect morning…" he whispered against my lips. I let my head fall to his chest and then turned to climb into the truck next to Tosh and he followed, resting his hand protectively on my knee.
