Disclaimer: I do not own any of Torchwood or Charmed.

A/N: Sorry it's a bit short, it sort of ended itself there.

Chapter Four

"-and then my commander came into the barracks, while we were all butt naked!" Jack laughed and Phoebe laughed with him.

"What happened to you all?"

"Oh he called an inspection and looked us over as we stood to attention. Then put us on latrine detail for the day as punishment." Only a little different from the truth, Jack thought to himself. The story had actually taken place in the first world war, though he'd told it as if it had been part of a training mission. He turned and grinned at Phoebe, who giggled.

"I don't believe you were ever very disciplined, Captain." Phoebe admonished him, keeping a straight face.

"Oh I was, but my philosophy is to take every chance I get to have fun."

"One of these, 'life's too short' philosophies?" Phoebe asked.

"Not exactly." A wry smile appeared on Jack's lips. "But I will take advantage of any opportunity."

"Captain Harkness!" Phoebe playfully smacked his arm. "I do believe you are being extremely forward."

"Maybe I am. But I can be a perfect gentleman if that's the way the lady likes me." Jack slipped off the sofa where they had been sat together, and knelt on the floor next to her. He then took her hand and kissed it.

Just then the front door opened. Piper came in, trying to be quiet, but when she realized the pair of them were in the sitting room, she gave up the pretense. "Hi there, you looks like you're having fun!"

"Piper!" Phoebe quickly moved her hand away from Jack. "What are you doing back already?"

"Well it is 3 am Phoebe!" Piper hung her jacket up in the hallway. "And if you don't mind, I'd like to go to bed."

"Oh." Phoebe looked up at the clock. "I didn't realize it was so late. Jack, I'll get some blankets for you on the sofa." At this Piper raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

"Thanks." Jack stood up and moved away to allow Phoebe to get up off the sofa. When he was alone he took a moment to check out his wrist-strap. 2002. Ok, so a little back in time, I can't contact the team in this time, it's not even the same team that I left. As Phoebe came back down the stairs with a pillow and a blanket, he pulled his sleeve over the strap.

"I hope you don't mind the sofa, we don't have a lot of spare space." Phoebe seemed a little embarrassed.

"It's fine." Jack smiled at her. The smile made her stomach flutter. Holding her resolve, she held out the pillow and blanket. It was too soon…since Cole.

"Well, goodnight." Jack took the bedding from her and replied in kind. "Goodnight."

A loud voice awakened Jack the next morning.

"What on earth were you thinking!"

"Shhhh you'll wake him."

Looking around, Jack realized the voices were coming from the kitchen in the next room.

"You know we can't use magic for personal gain!" Phoebe's voice, hissing in a loud whisper.

"I worded it very carefully. Guaranteed personal gain free." Paige's voice. "Are you telling me you don't like him?"

Jack got up from the sofa, pulling on the trousers he'd worn the night before.

"I'm not saying that."

"Well then don't complain."

"There will be consequences Paige. There always are, do you even know how long he will be here?"

"Until we send him back I suppose-"

"Morning ladies." Jack walked into the kitchen. His bare chest attracted the attention of both sisters. Paige appraised what she saw, then threw a look at Phoebe, one eyebrow raised. Phoebe blushed a little.

"Good morning Jack." Paige held up the coffee jug. "Coffee?"

"Sure." Jack accepted a mug from her. "So you didn't finish answering Phoebe's question. When do I go back?"

"Um." Paige looked embarrassed. "Well I can orb you home whenever you like I guess."

Jack pickied up the paper from the breakfast table. "Ah, but that's the question isn't it? When I would like?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, the date here would seem to be September 2002." Jack paused, looking at the two witches in front of him, and pointed to the newspaper. "When I left Cardiff, it was November 2008."

Both Phoebe and Paige gaped at him.

"You brought him from the future?" Phoebe glared at Paige. "This is not good."