Author's note: This one's short because, well, it's the end. Hope you all like it.

Thanks to Gwackers for the review and egastin77 for alerting.

I am working on another story, but at the moment it's fully fluff and I'm trying to introduce a plot before I publish, so it may be a while.

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The alarms went off as the cog door rolled back. "Jack?" Ianto called as he entered. He stopped short when he spotted Jack and Gwen cuddled on the sofa, both fast asleep. He watched them for a few minutes then, satisfied that all was well, crossed to the sofa and brushed Jack's arm lightly. "Jack?"

Jack's eyes snapped open and looked blearily up at him. "Hey." He glanced down at Gwen, then moaned. "I have a killer headache. I haven't had one this bad since…no!" He knew instantly what had caused the headache, and edged his way out from under Gwen, easing her down onto the sofa so she could continue to sleep.

Ianto stepped back, surprised at Jack's reaction. "What is it, Jack?"

Jack turned quickly, grabbing his head when the action took its toll, reminding him what he shouldn't do yet. "Someone's been in my mind…and the memory of it is gone. Gwyneth is gone," he finished quietly, looking back at the sleeping Gwen.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Jack felt Ianto's gentle touch caress his fingers.

Jack's answer was to fall into Ianto's embrace, tears seeping from beneath his eyelids as he tried in vain to remember what had happened. "She's gone, Yan. And I can't remember."

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Gwen had awoken several hours later with the same raging headache that had plagued Jack – but none of the associated guilt he had felt. "Ianto, have I ever told you that your coffee is a miracle cure?" She smiled broadly as she rose from the sofa. "I feel so much better." She took another sip.

As the cup touched her lips, her phone rang. RHYS MOBILE read the display, and she paused. Jack looked over her shoulder. "Answer it, or I will, and you'll regret that," he joked gently.

She flicked the mobile open. "Yah?" She held the phone out so Jack could hear.

"Love, when will you be home?" Rhys's voice sounded subdued.

"Mmm…dunno. Why? Are you gonna be there when I get there?"

"Yes," came the quiet answer. "Even me mam told me I was being an idiot to think you'd cheat on me with Andy Davidson. You've only known him almost as long as you've known me and not done anything with him yet." Silence for a few seconds. "I miss you, Love. Come home."

Gwen looked up at Jack, who mouthed, "Go home" at her. Gwen nodded, then realised that Rhys couldn't hear that. "OK, I'll be home shortly. I'm leaving now." She shut the phone and said, "Thanks, Jack," over her shoulder as she rushed to get her bag and head home.

Jack and Ianto watched as she left, Jack gazing at the closed cog door long after its final clunk indicated it had closed. He turned back to Ianto. "Guess your coffee must be a miracle cure, judging by the speed of her recovery. Wonder what another cup will make me do…" Jack raised his eyebrows as he finished, noting with some satisfaction the hint of pink that had appeared in Ianto's cheeks.

"I'll get the stopwatch," Ianto countered.