AN: Another chapter will be up later, possibly, it depends how fast I can write it.
"I'm so happy to finally meet you Gwyneth dear, we wanted to come to the wedding, but we were unable to make it here in time. We were overjoyed to hear that Aluka was getting married." Morticia spoke.
Gwen sat a table opposite Morticia, unsure as to what to think of the woman, with the exception of her peculiar dress sense the woman seemed rather normal. The idea of the woman and this family at her wedding seemed unthinkable, it was bad enough that there was a shape shifter there. No longer able to stand it she spoke, "My name is Gwen, not Gwyneth."
Morticia looked up at her, "I apologise Gwen dear, would you like some tea." She nodded towards the teapot.
Gwen turned to look at the teapot, it had to be an antique she thought, but it was what was holding the teapot that really got her attention, pouring tea into two cups was a severed hand. She let out a scream startling the hand, in its fright at the noise it managed to pour some tea on Gwen's shaking hand.
Morticia looked at the woman in surprise, "What's wrong? It's only Thing. Thing this is Aluka's wife, Gwen this is Thing."
Before Gwen could say anything some music started playing and the man who had been talking to her and Rhys earlier, Gomez, came over to them. "Dance, cara mia?" He held his hand out to Morticia, who smiled and took the proffered hand before excusing herself and allowing Gomez to lead her on to the dance floor.
Gwen was left sitting at the table alone, or rather alone in the sense that she had no human company, the hand Thing was now sat on the back of the chair Morticia had just vacated waving at her. Standing up she moved quickly, trying to find Rhys hoping that she could convince him that they needed to leave.
Outside the ballroom a small group of four people, or rather three and a weevil, Jack and Ianto were using Pugsley as an interpreter to hold a conversation with the weevil whom Pugsley referred to as Blossom, once they found out that weevils didn't have names as such. They had found out that while there was no real weevil hierarchy they all feared and respected Owen, but they didn't know why, it was like a biological imperative. The weevils were a low-level telepathic race that mainly communicated by telepathy, and they had been dumped in the sewers of Cardiff by the rift.
Jack was just about to ask Pugsley to ask her why they keep coming above ground and attacking people when the weevil suddenly grabbed Pugsley by the hand and led him through the doors into the ballroom. Jack and Ianto just followed, unsure as to what the weevil was up to, but on guard in case it was something that would prove to be dangerous, the sight that met them when they followed into the ballroom was astounding. 'Blossom' was trying to get Pugsley to dance with her, Ianto just raised an eyebrow as his cousin gave in, and Jack held out his hand to him.
"Dance?" Jack asked a smile on his face as he did so.
Ianto just looked at him, "You can tango?"
Jack just nodded as he led him to the dance floor, "I've been known to, shall we show them what we've got, Mr Jones?"
Gwen had just reached Rhys' when she spotted the weevil dragging the teen that she had seen pinned to the wall by an axe earlier, she was about to go after it when she realised that she didn't have her gun with her or anything to sedate the weevil with. She knew she was good at her job and could take the weevil on singlehandedly with no weapon but she knew that the guests in the room may aggravate or distract the weevil making the situation dangerous for her. Her horror filled thoughts were quickly abated and relief flooded her features as she saw Jack and Ianto run into the ballroom after the weevil, before stopping where they were just staring at the weevil.
She turned to look at the weevil only to find it tangoing with the teen, she shook her head as if to clear her mind of the delusions she was seeing, the first time ever, she'd never had any delusions before, she was so realistic about everything. When she looked again it was to see Jack and Ianto making their way towards the teen and the weevil, although neither tried to apprehend it, instead they too began to tango. It was a sight to see, with them switching who led the dance, the passion that flew through them was indescribable, but she knew that it was all acting as Jack loved her.
What she didn't know was why they were acting about dancing, when they could just grab the weevil and go, it seemed pretty docile all it was doing was dancing. That brought another thought to her mind, how the hell did a weevil know how to tango. She looked at the dance floor again, only to catch the weevil's eye, it stared back and let out a growl at her, the teen laughed and she fainted.