When Gwen and Owen entered their new home, Owen twirled her around and spun her into his chest. Their lips met in a loving kiss and they smiled as they broke apart.

"Go upstairs, get changed into something girly – and sexy." Owen winked. "Because I'm taking you out for drinks to celebrate."

"Owen, I'm pregnant. I can't drink." She reminded him. "And I'm not sitting there drinking orange juice while you have a pint."

"Don't worry. We'll have a glass of non-alcoholic wine to toast our engagement and then we'll both stick to non-alcoholic drinks." He told her. "I just want to go out there and celebrate, let everyone know that I'm engaged to the most beautiful, amazing woman who also happens to be carrying my little girl."

Gwen grinned as she ran her hand over her stomach.

"Give me fifteen minutes." She said and pecked him on the lips before she hurried to get changed.

As Owen waited, he looked at his appearance in the hallway mirror. Maybe he should change his shirt. He didn't want to look scruffy with Gwen looking so glamorous and beautiful at his side.

When he entered their bedroom, he found Gwen in her black, lacy underwear holding two dresses up in her hands. She held them both up to her in turn then held them out again.

"Stop right there, that looks perfect. Definitely that outfit." Owen said.

She turned to see him pointing at her and laughed as she shook her head.

"I am not going out in my underwear." She giggled.

"Why not? It's girly." Owen said as he stood in front of her and hooked his fingers under her bra straps at her shoulders. He slowly pulled them down so he could kiss her bare shoulders. "And incredibly sexy."

She laughed as she gently pushed him away.

"No, Owen." She replied.

He pouted and put her straps back in place.

"Spoilsport." He pouted and gave her a quick kiss.

Gwen smiled as she turned to look at herself in the mirror and held up each of the dresses again.

"Which one do you think? This one?" She asked as she showed him the deep red, knee length dress that tied around the neck. She swapped it for the black, strapless, knee length dress. It had a thick band just under her bust that would also emphasise her baby bump. "Or this one?"

"The black one." Owen answered.

"Was hoping you'd pick that one. Good choice." She grinned.

They arrived at the bar and Owen ordered them each a glass of non-alcoholic wine. When they received their drinks, he linked their arms together as they raised their glasses.

"To us on our engagement and to our precious baby girl." He toasted. Gwen smiled as they clinked their glasses and sipped their drinks. They shared a kiss before pulling away. Owen placed his drink on the bar so he could put both hands over her stomach. "Oh I hope these last five months go quick. I can not wait to meet our little princess."

Gwen smiled fondly at him as she leant in to capture his lips once again.

"I love you." She whispered.

"I love you more." He breathed.

"Impossible." She murmured against his lips.

They kissed once more before they pulled away and sat back to enjoy their drinks. Owen's arm wrapped around her waist and she leant into him.

Just as Gwen was finishing her second glass of orange juice, her mobile vibrated in her bag. She sighed as she untangled herself from Owen's arms to answer it.

"If that's Jack, tell him to piss off. He told us to celebrate our engagement." Owen grumbled.

"It's not Jack, it's my mother." She sighed. "I'll be right back honey." She pecked him on the lips and pressed the phone to her ear. "Hey mum. Mum, calm down. No you're not leaving dad. Look – calm down. Tell me what happened."

Owen laughed as he watched her walk out to escape the noise of the bar. He watched the way she dodged in and out of tables and people, protecting her precious load.

He waited impatiently for her to return and kept checking the time on his phone. She'd been gone forty-five minutes and he was starting to get slightly annoyed. It seemed like the couple couldn't do anything without getting interrupted by work or parents or something else that came along. He sighed as he sipped his coke.

Two young girls suddenly slipped into the seats either side of him. He rolled his eyes as he looked down at his glass and ignored them. One of the girls put their hand on his arm and leant in close.

"Me and my friend think you're gorgeous." She said.

"Drop dead gorgeous." The other girl agreed as she copied her friend's actions.

"Really?" Owen asked casually.

"Totally." The first girl whispered in his ear. "We couldn't decide which of us got to have you so we decided you could have us both." Owen smirked as he turned around and leant back on the bar. He looked at each of the girls in turn and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't attracted to them. "So, you going to buy us a drink first?"

Owen looked up and his heart skipped a beat as he saw the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on enter the building. She gave him her most dazzling smile and he felt himself melt. Gwen made her way slowly towards him.

"Sorry ladies but I'm spoken for this evening and for every evening for the rest of my life." He told them as he pushed himself away from the bar. He met Gwen halfway and wrapped his arms around her waist. She smiled as their lips met in a kiss. "My angel is finally back." Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she smiled shyly. "Everything sorted?"

"Yeah, everything's fine now. No one's leaving. Honestly, you don't even want to know the stupid things my parents fight over." Gwen sighed. She draped one arm over his shoulder and played with the front of his shirt with the other. As she glanced behind Owen, she noticed two women glaring jealously at her. "Why are those two women staring daggers at me?"

Owen glanced over his shoulder and laughed.

"They were trying it on with me but I turned them down." He told her. "I've already got the most amazing woman and everything I could ever wish for."

"You are adorable." Gwen replied dreamily. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, my darling wife to be." He replied. Gwen giggled and the baby kicked as if to remind them she was still there. Owen had felt the kick through his own stomach as they were pressed together. He chuckled and placed his hand over her bump. "I love you too princess."

"I think she's telling me to get some food." Gwen laughed. "I am a little hungry."

"Let's go home." Owen said.

He took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. She smiled as she linked her fingers through his and they left the bar together.

"Can we stop at the nearest pizza place? I think our usual is closer. They do the best meat feast, I could just do with one. Oh and fries – and those chicken wings they do. Oh and those potato wedge things, they are gorgeous." Gwen said.

"And you're only a little hungry?" Owen laughed.

"Hey, I'm eating for two now." She defended.

"I know, I know. I'm just laughing because I find it cute." He told her. She raised an eyebrow as if she didn't believe him and he made his eyes look big and innocent. "Love you sweetie."

She softened and rolled her eyes.

"I love you too." She sighed. "You know I can never stay mad at you when you say that."

"You could never stay mad at me, you love me too much." He replied.

Gwen couldn't help but giggle and she leant her head on his shoulder as they walked towards his car. He opened her door for her and closed it once she was inside.

She stayed in the car while Owen popped into the local pizza place and ordered their meal. Her eyes widened when he returned with his arms full.

"Bloody hell Owen, how much?" She gasped as he placed it on her knee.

"Well, you're eating for two, I'm starving, no doubt by the time we get home you'll have thought of something else you want so I bought a bit of everything I know you like." He shrugged.

"Owen we could feed the team for a week with all this." She said.

"Whatever we don't eat we could have tomorrow and we could take any leftovers to the Hub." He replied.

Gwen looked at the food and breathed in it's enticing smell causing her stomach to growl.

"There might not be any leftovers yet." She said quietly.

Owen chuckled as she rummaged through the many bags and pulled out the fries. He reached across and grabbed some earning a playful slap on the hand from Gwen.

Once they'd finished their meal, they made their way to their bedroom to get ready for bed. Gwen lay back on the bed, placing one hand on her bump and the other above her head, closing her eyes as she smiled in contentment. She felt the bed dip beside her as Owen joined her. His warm body pressed into her side as he slipped one arm over her stomach and leant in to capture her lips in a kiss. Gwen opened her eyes as he pulled away and she brought her hand down to cup his face.

"Do you...erm...are you still...you know, is the baby still making you..?" He asked.

Gwen thought about it then shook her head.

"No." She answered.

"Oh." Owen said and started to pull back in disappointment.

She grabbed onto him and pulled him back.

"But that doesn't mean I don't want to." She smirked. Owen grinned as he attacked her neck with his teeth. He gently rolled so he was on top of her and her arms went around his neck. "I thought you said you'd be out of action for a while."

"I've got enough strength for one more time." He breathed against her neck. Gwen shivered as she felt his hot breath against her skin and his lips trailed kisses of fire. Her breath shook as his fingers slowly popped open the buttons on her pyjama top. She ran her hands over his bare chest, grateful that he never wore a top to bed. He turned his attention to the bare skin he revealed as he slowly nudged her top open. Sliding one hand beneath her, he gently lifted her up to slide the shirt off her shoulders. Their eyes were locked as they slowly and lovingly removed their remaining clothes. Owen hovered over her and gazed into her eyes. "I love you Gwen Cooper. I can't wait to have this baby with you and I can't wait to make you my wife. I promise to always love you and that I'll look after my two beautiful girls. I will always be -"

Gwen silenced him by pressing her finger to his lips.

"Save something for the wedding." She giggled. "And Owen Harper, I love you now and forever."

Their lips met and their tongues danced around each other. Owen pulled back so could look into her eyes as their bodies connected to become one.

Gwen let out a soft gasp as her heart began pounding in her chest. The way Owen looked at her and touched her and kissed her made her feel special and loved. She poured all her love into every kiss and caress and prayed he'd feel just as special as she did.

She didn't have to worry as Owen just wanted to drown in the look in Gwen's eyes. They were like deep green pools of love. He leant in and captured her lips in a kiss, swallowing her gasps and quiet moans.

A while later, Gwen snuggled into his side as Owen played with their clasped hands on his chest. His other arm was wrapped around her and rubbing small circles on her back. Gwen looked up at the ceiling as her mind started to wander.

"Owen...those two women at the bar..." She said.

"What about them?" He asked.

"Were you...tempted?" She asked nervously.

Owen let go of her hand and placed his finger under her chin to tilt her face to look at him.

"No, I wasn't." He answered sincerely. "I love you and you are the only woman I want. I'm not interested in other women. You are more beautiful, more amazing, funnier, kinder and sweeter than any other woman I have ever met and will most likely meet. Those girls could have offered me anything in the world and I still would have said no because I have everything I want..." He held her tighter and ran his thumb across her cheek. "Right here, already."

"You really mean that?" She enquired hopefully. Owen nodded and smiled. "So you wouldn't leave me if someone prettier and younger came along?"

"I told you, no one's prettier than you." He replied. "And I could never, ever leave you. I love you more than words can say. But I can say this, I never believed in soul mates until I met you."

Gwen smiled and kissed him. She yawned as she snuggled back down and closed her eyes.

"Goodnight, darling." She whispered. Her hand wandered to her stomach and her smile grew. "Night little one."

Owen kissed the top of Gwen's head and moved his hand to join hers.

"Goodnight sweetheart. Goodnight my little princess." He said.

Gwen giggled then yawned again. Moments later, she was asleep and Owen lay listening to the steady rhythm of her breathing. With the most wonderful woman lying in his arms, he felt like the luckiest man in the world.

Three weeks later the Torchwood team were investigating a series of unexplained deaths. None of them could understand why Jack had put them on the case. He'd just said that a reliable source was also investigating and they'd agreed to work together.

One drizzly night in Cardiff, Jack and Tosh stood on the balcony of the autopsy bay with Gwen sat on one of the steps cradling her bump as they waited for Owen to complete an autopsy on one Meredith Roberts.

"No obvious signs of violence." Owen reported.

"Are we saying it wasn't the Weevil?" Gwen asked.

"Give me a chance, Miss Cooper. I've only just started." He smirked.

Gwen chuckled as he shot her a wink. Ianto's voice suddenly sounded from the Hub's intercom system.

"Jack, your VIP visitor is here." He announced.

Jack grinned as he ran from the autopsy bay out into the main area. The others looked at each other in confusion before following, Owen helping Gwen up on the way.

"I didn't realize we were having a visitor." Gwen said as the three team members walked out behind Jack.

The sirens sounded and Tosh, Gwen and Owen glanced at each other in confusion as the gates swung open. Jack grinned as the rolling door began to open.

"Suddenly, in an underground mortuary, on a wet night in Cardiff, I hear the song of a nightingale. Miss Martha Jones." Jack announced as a young woman was revealed in the doorway with Ianto behind her.

She smiled up at Jack and the Captain winked back at her. A few seconds passed before Jack and Martha ran to each other and hugged each other tight. Ianto shuffled past and tried to act as though he was fine with Jack hugging a beautiful young woman and had hidden the fact that they'd been in touch.

"Oh, it's good to see you, Jack." She smiled.

Jack chuckled and turned to the rest of the team, keeping one arm wrapped around her waist.

"Toshiko, Owen, Gwen, Ianto, meet Martha." He grinned.

The team smiled and waved, still deeply confused and wondering what the hell was going on.

"Erm, just a casual visit or..?" Owen asked.

"I'm here to complete your post-mortem." She answered and walked past him to the autopsy bay.

Owen looked around, slightly outraged, before hastily following Martha. Gwen hid her face to hide the amused smirk as the rest followed after.

"Doctor Jones is from UNIT." Jack told them.

"What? Since when did we work with those stuck up bastards?" Owen demanded then held his hand out to Martha. "No offence."

Martha raised an eyebrow at him then pointed down at the body.

"Let's just get on with the post-mortem shall we?" She said.

Owen continued to sulk as Martha pointed out things he'd missed and his mood wasn't helped when he heard Gwen giggling in the background. He shot her a glare and she tried to stifle her laugh with her hand but he could still hear her spluttering.

When the rest of the team went to check the medical records, Owen stayed behind and started to put his equipment away moodily. Gwen smiled as she stepped down into the room and turned him towards her so she could wrap her arms around his waist.

"What's the matter? Doesn't Owen want to play with the new girl?" Gwen teased.

"It's just...you know." He shrugged. "She's only been here five minutes and she's already acting like she knows better than me. I'd only just started that post-mortem, I would have found those things."

"I know you would have." Gwen nodded. "Look, she's just here to help out. Something about this case has obviously got Jack worried so he's called in for an extra pair of hands."

"I think he wants to replace me." Owen said.

"And why would he want to do that?" Gwen laughed.

"He's jealous." He replied.

"Of what exactly?" She asked.

"Well...I got the girl." Owen answered as he rested his hands on her hips. "The girl we've both been dreaming of forever." Gwen blushed and looked away. "We're getting married and we're starting a family together...and he's jealous of that."

"Owen, you know that's not true. He's not replacing you because he's jealous – he's not replacing you at all. Martha's just here to help." Gwen reassured him. "So be nice to her and come and make friends. I like her."

"Ok, I'll be nice. For you." He smiled.

Gwen smiled and kissed him before leading him out of the autopsy bay to the others.

They quickly caught up with the situation and Jack set them all on their own little tasks. Gwen and Jack took Martha around the Hub for a quick tour and the Welshwoman found herself growing fond of her. When Jack went ahead, the two women were left in the hot house and Gwen turned to Martha.

"So, you know Jack pretty well, then?" Gwen asked.

"Oh, we were only together for...a few days. But it was pretty intense." Martha shrugged casually.

Gwen's eyes grew wider and she gasped.

"You mean..?" She whispered.

"Oh, God, no! No, not that sort of intense. Nothing like that. Why? Are you and him..?" Martha replied. "Because I thought you and..." Martha pointed to Gwen's bump then out of the window towards Owen. "Did I assume wrong? I'm sorry I -"

"No, no, you were right, this little one's Owen's. Our little girl." Gwen smiled as she rubbed her stomach. "We're engaged. Me and Jack...we never...no it's never been...like that."

"We must be the only two people on the planet." Martha laughed.

"I know." Gwen sighed as she looked out of the window at Jack. She suddenly realised what she was doing and quickly turned back to Martha, her cheeks tinged red. "We should erm...get back to Jack."

She left the hot house in a hurry with Martha following and struggling to catch up. Gwen was surprisingly quick on her feet for a pregnant woman. She shot past Jack and walked over to Owen, surprising him by pulling him into a passionate embrace. Jack raised an eyebrow at them and turned to Martha.

"Are you upsetting my staff already?" He joked.

"I've not said a word." She told him. "I mean...I don't think I have..."

Jack chuckled as he led her into his office.

When Gwen finally pulled away, Owen stared at her, dazed.

"What was that for?" He asked.

"I was just showing my love and affection for you." She answered. "Is that ok with you?"

"It's absolutely fine." He nodded quickly.

"Good. Ok, we have work to be getting on with." She said and walked away.

Owen watched her go then looked at Tosh who had been watching the scene. Her eyebrows were raised and he shrugged.

"Don't ask me. But I can tell you that being pregnant has really effected her hormones and her emotions." He told her. "The other day, she made herself a cup of tea and she was rushing around because we were a little late. Boy was she annoyed at that. Next thing I know, she's crying for an hour because she'd put her tea down somewhere and she couldn't remember where she'd put it. I'm telling you, these mood swings are driving me crazy."

"Yeah but you love it." Tosh smiled. "You can't wait for this baby to arrive."

"No I can't." Owen grinned. "I'm going to be a daddy."

Tosh laughed and smiled fondly at him as he continued to grin like the Cheshire cat.

Jack and Martha joined them moments later and Gwen wandered over to stand beside Owen. He smiled as he looked down at where her hand rested on her bump and she smiled back. She reached for one of his hands and held it tight in hers.

When Martha took an interest in the singularity scalpel, Owen was reluctant to let go of Gwen's hand but he couldn't resist showing off. He missed the jealousy that flashed across her face as he turned his attention to Martha.

Gwen's jealousy only grew as Owen and Martha spent most of the day together. She knew it was for work reasons but she just couldn't stop her mind from wandering. She'd noticed how well they seemed to be getting along despite their bad introduction and first impressions of each other. Gwen couldn't be certain but she was sure there was a bit of flirting going on between them.

Eventually, the team found that there was one thing linking all the victims together. Each victim had signed up to become a clinical trial patient for a company called the Pharm run by a Professor Aaron Copley. Martha had been sent into the clinic to investigate the so called 'miracle cure' known as Reset. Gwen and Owen were monitoring her progress on the Hub's computers.

Gwen glanced over at Owen as he was making notes.

"You and Martha...you're erm...getting on well." She commented.

"Yeah well...she's alright really." He shrugged, keeping his eyes on his work. "Like you said, she's just here to help. I didn't give her a chance really."

"She's beautiful." Gwen said, watching his reaction closely.

"Not as beautiful as you." He smiled.

"And a doctor." She added, ignoring his remark. "Got a lot in common."

Gwen tried to casually turn her attention back to her computer. Owen looked at her and smirked. He put down his pen, pushed himself out of his chair and walked over to her side. She looked up as he pulled her out of her own chair to wrap his arms around her waist.

"Gwen Cooper are you jealous?" He asked in amusement.

"No. No." She answered quickly. "Why? Do I have reason to be?"

"No of course not." He laughed. He shook his head and rested his forehead against hers, his eyes gazing deep into hers. "I love you and you are the only person I want to be with – well, you and our daughter." Gwen smiled, loving the way it sounded from his lips. "I have no interest in anyone but you. My heart belongs to you, it always has and it always will. I will never, ever leave you and I'm never letting you go. I hope you'll never want to leave me either." Before Gwen could tell him that she'd never leave him and that he meant everything to her, his lips covered hers and she felt her breath being taken from her. His lips were so gentle and loving against hers sending a warm, tingling sensation through her body. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. He pulled away and kept his forehead against hers. "Ok?"

"Yeah." She whispered as she nodded her head.

"Good. I love you." He told her.

"Love you too." She replied. "We should, erm...concentrate on Martha."

"Yeah." Owen nodded.

The couple broke apart and sat back down at their stations. They turned to smile at each other before getting back to their work, Gwen notably more cheerfully than before.

All too soon things started to go wrong and Martha found herself in danger. Jack ordered the team into the SUV and they sped off to her rescue.

When they reached the clinic, Gwen loaded her gun and went to climb out of the SUV with the others. Jack held out his arm and stopped her.

"Whoah, whoah, whoah. Where the hell do you think you're going?" He demanded.

"I'm coming with you. We've got to get Martha out of there." Gwen answered.

"In your condition, I don't think so. It's way too dangerous." Jack told her. He held up his hand to silence her protests before they left her lips. "You're staying here with the SUV. Keep it running because we're getting Martha, shutting this place down and getting the hell out of here."

"But that's Ianto's job." She complained then looked at the Welshman. "No offence."

"None taken." Ianto shrugged.

"Owen, you talk to her." Jack ordered.

Owen nodded and stepped up to take Gwen's hands in his.

"Babe, I agree with Jack. It's too dangerous, anything could happen. I want you and our baby safe. I can't lose either of you. Please Gwen, do as he says." Owen begged and placed his hands over her bump. "Please."

She put her hands over his and nodded.

"Alright, fine. I'll stay here." She said. "But you'd better be bloody careful Owen Harper. I'm warning you, anything happens to you and I will kill you."

He chuckled and pulled her into a hug.

"I promise I'll be careful." He told her.

She pulled him into a desperate kiss then pulled away to look at the others.

"All of you, be careful and just...get Martha out of there." She said.

"We will." Jack nodded. "Let's go guys."

Gwen watched the team as they ran off without her then made her way back to the SUV.

She listened closely over the comms and her heart was racing when she heard what was happening to Martha. Her eyes were closed tight and her fists were clenched to her lips as she prayed they'd save her in time.

It felt like hours before she saw the team running back towards her, Martha being supported by Owen. A breath of relief escaped her lips as she jumped out of the vehicle and ran to them, pulling Martha into a bone crushing hug.

"Thank God you're safe. Are you ok?" Gwen asked.

"I'm fine." Martha smiled weakly. "Thanks to Owen. Saved my life."

"He's a real hero." Gwen grinned.

Owen chuckled and pulled both girls into a hug.

"Did you really think I was going to let you just walk away?" A voice asked from behind them. They turned to see the Professor pointing his gun at Martha. "You've ruined everything I've worked for."

Owen pushed the girls behind him and stepped in front of them. Gwen whipped her gun out of her pocket and aimed it at Copley over Owen's shoulder.

"Now, let's not be stupid. Ok? We're both rational men, scientists." Owen said as he took slow steps towards him. "I know you don't want to shoot."

Copley's finger squeezed the trigger and Gwen screamed as Owen was thrown back. A second shot rang out as the Captain fired his own gun and shot Copley through the head. Gwen dropped to her knees beside Owen, her gun clattering to the floor as she pulled him to lie across her knee. Blood poured through a wound in his chest and Gwen began to sob.

"Owen!" She sobbed. "No."

"Gwen..." He whispered.

He coughed and screwed his eyes shut from the pain. Martha knelt down beside them and examined Owen. Gwen grabbed her wrist and turned her pleading eyes to Martha.

"You have to do something." Gwen told her. "Please don't let him die."

"Gwen..." Owen whispered again. "I...I...love you...and the baby...tell...tell her..."

"No, don't you dare say goodbye." She shouted. "You're not leaving me." Martha tried to peel Owen's shirt back to take a better look but he groaned in pain and Gwen held him tighter. "What are you doing to him? You're hurting him."

"Gwen, he's going to be fine but we need to get him back to the Hub so I can take a better look." Martha told her.

Jack and Ianto stepped forward to lift Owen into the vehicle but Gwen clung to him and shook her head.

"No." She protested.

"We've got to get him into the SUV." Jack said. "We'll be careful, I promise."

Gwen reluctantly let him go and stood up so Jack and Ianto could take him. Her clothes clung to her with Owen's blood and she shook uncontrollably as she watched them place him gently in the back of the SUV. She quickly slid in beside him and took hold of him once more.

As they drove back, Owen struggled to keep his eyes open and he'd cough, blood splattering from his mouth.

"Keep your eyes open sweetheart." She whispered. "Come on. Stay with me darling. Hey, hey you can't leave me, you promised to paint the baby's bedroom." Owen smiled and his eyes drifted shut. She shook him slightly and shook her head. "Owen, open your eyes. Please Owen, open your eyes. I'm not losing you. Owen, come on."

Tears streamed down her face and dripped onto his as she tried desperately to wake him up. The rest of the team watched in silence, fighting back their own tears.

Once they'd got him back to the Hub's medical bay, Martha tried to work but Gwen wasn't going to let him go. Jack stood beside her and tried to gently pull her away.

"Gwen, come on, give Martha some space." He said gently.

"No. I'm not leaving him." She replied stubbornly.

"She can't help him if you don't let him go." Jack told her, a slight firmness in his voice.

"I said I'm not leaving him." She argued. Jack pulled harder and managed to prise her away from Owen. Gwen fought against his grip as he dragged her from the room, her screams ripping through her. "No! Owen! Let me go! Jack, you bastard let me go!"

"Tosh!" Jack called. Gwen stopped fighting and collapsed into fresh sobs against his chest. Toshiko ran over to them, her eyes full of concern as she looked at Gwen. "Get Gwen out of here. Take her to your place, take her home – anywhere, I don't care. Just take her away so Martha can help him."

Tosh nodded and she gently pulled Gwen away from Jack. The Welshwoman leant against her as she led her away.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up." Tosh said. She led her down to the showers and sat Gwen on the side while she got the water to the right temperature. "Ok, shower's ready, I'll leave you to it. I'll see if I can find some clean clothes for you but if you need me, call and I'll be straight back down. Ok?"

Gwen nodded, her whole body feeling numb. She felt nothing but an empty, black void in her stomach and her heart. Her body seemed to move of it's own accord as her brain felt as though it were shutting down, refusing to let her think about anything. She ignored the water as it turned red with Owen's blood.

When she stepped out of the shower, she found a pile of clean clothes that Tosh had left for her and quickly changed into them. She was still shaking terribly causing her to fumble with her clothes and it took her longer than usual to dress.

Tosh was waiting for her outside the showers and the Welshwoman soon joined her.

"Ianto's making a nice, hot cup of coffee – decaf obviously – so how about we go sit down." Tosh suggested.

Gwen felt herself being led somewhere else and she was sat down in a chair. She had no idea where she was and she could hear Tosh talking to her but her words were just muffled sounds. She was aware of something being pressed into her hand and she looked at it, a few seconds passing before she realised it was the coffee that Ianto made. He was stood beside her, smiling reassuringly, and she mumbled something she hoped was thanks. He left with another smile and a squeeze of her shoulder.

After a while, Gwen suddenly looked up at Tosh and grabbed her arm.

"Please tell me he's going to be ok. Please tell me he's going to make it through this." She begged. "I can't lose him Tosh. I can't live without him. I...I can't..." Fresh tears rolled down her face and her breaths came out in ragged sobs. "I...need him, I...I love him so much...he – he has to make it. He can't leave us!"

She let go of Tosh and hugged her bump, pulling her knees up and curling herself into a ball. Tosh wrapped her arms tight around the shaking woman and gently rocked her.

"He's going to be fine, you'll see. He's not going to leave his fiancée and his daughter, he loves you both so much. Owen's a fighter and I know he's fighting right now to stay with you both." Tosh reassured her. Listening to Gwen sobbing her heart out was breaking Tosh's own heart. She could feel tears slowly creeping down her cheeks as she prayed for Owen to be ok. Martha appeared, her expression grim and Tosh felt her stomach drop. "Martha?"

Gwen's head snapped up at the mention of Martha's name. She pulled out of Tosh's grasp and ran over to the young medic.

"Martha, what's happened? Oh God, please...no!" Gwen sobbed.

Martha took hold of Gwen's arms as the Welshwoman almost collapsed to her knees.