Right so this fic is nearing the end I'm sorry to say, however there will probably be one or two more chapters. And we didn't make it to the 110 review thing but you know what - I'll write extra anyway...just cause I'm nice...(tbh I didn't know how much I was going to write in the first place so it was a bit of a stupid promise but hope you enjoy anyway)

Also I'm dedicating this chapter to PassionPoet and MythStar Black Dragon for literally reviewing all chapters since the Jack/Gwen muse first attacked me.

Fics I recommend - Tension by PassionPoet and To The Happy Couple by Every Edge

Thanks to: Scousedancer, Lutherian, PassionPoet, WhoKnows909, Pandora of Ithilien, Leapingspots, Myles fan, -She'sOutOfFocus, laura, MythStar Black Dragon, doctor's gal 1792

ONE WEEK LATER

Gwen entered the Hub for the first time since she had died. She had spent the last week alone in the small flat she had brought after Rhys had left her. It was lonely but she recovered slowly and Tosh, Owen and Ianto all visited her. But Jack hadn't.

Every time there was a knock at her door she had hoped it would be him, but it never was. She had no idea why he hadn't come to see her but now she was back at work she would be able to confront him.

"Gwen, welcome back" Tosh smiled warmly at her as she stepped through the cog-door.

"Thanks Tosh," Gwen replied smiling at the woman who had saved her life.

"Good to see you back on your feet Gwen," Ianto said as he handed her a steaming mug of coffee. She inhaled the aroma lovingly and looking around caught Owen's eye.

He wasn't one to get all teary-eyed over her but the look in his eyes was enough. He didn't need to say that he was glad she was back.

The only one who was missing was the person she most wanted to see though.

"Where's Jack?" She asked noticing how they all immediately averted their eyes, "what? What's happened?"

No one spoke for a few seconds but then Tosh said, "He left shortly before you arrived, said there was a weevil or something."

Gwen still didn't understand why none of them were looking her in the eye, "I feel like I'm missing something, why won't any of you look at me?"

It figured that Owen was the only one who spoke up this time, as he was the resident truth-teller, however harsh it may be, "He's been acting weird all week Gwen and he won't talk about you. When we asked him why he wouldn't go and visit he changed the subject. Something's bothering him and none of us could figure out what."

Gwen swallowed, "Does it have to do with me?"

The silence that greeted this question answered it anyway and she stifled a small cry. Why would Jack be angry with her? It wasn't her fault!

She turned around quickly mumbling something about getting something from the tourist shop and ran back up the corridor to the lift.

Once she had reached the shop she slumped down into the chair and curled her legs up beneath her ignoring the twinge of pain which she still occasionally felt from her leg.

Her arm still had to have bandages wrapped around it as the teeth had bitten deep but she was healing, physically at least. She was still plagued by nightmares of what had happened to her down in the sewers and she often woke up sweating and screaming and alone.

The shop suddenly felt extremely stifling and oppressive and her chest tightened as she gasped for air. Cursing the bad timing of an oncoming panic attack she walked unsteadily over to the door and burst out of the shop into the fresh air.

It had started raining and she welcomed the cool feeling of the drops splashing onto her skin. It was refreshing and just what she needed.

She made her way over to the railings which overlooked the water and leaned on them trying to block out all her emotions. But there was one unidentifiable one which kept returning, whenever she thought of Jack. When she had been…dead, she hated to think of herself as dead but her heart had stopped beating, it was his warmth and his voice and his passion for her to be alive which had brought her back. Albeit he might have done it by accident by practically beating her but she followed the sound of his voice, because the thought of seeing Jack again was something that was worth living for.

And she hadn't been able to think of anything that was worth living for since Rhys had left her.

"Gwen," a familiar voice said from right next to her.

She turned angrily to him and said, "Where have you been? You didn't come and visit me!"

Jack looked away and for a minute seemed almost confused or lost, "I couldn't. I'm sorry but it's good to see you back at work."

It was still raining and the drops where matting his hair down in wet clumps and running down his face and Gwen had the sudden urge to reach up and lick the drops which were sliding over his lips.

Blinking she hurriedly focused elsewhere, which happened to be his torso which was covered in a shirt which was rapidly becoming transparent in the rain. She swore inwardly, was there no part of Jack she could look at without thinking sexual thoughts?

After attempting to focus on his fingers she came to the conclusion that no, this was in fact impossible.

"Jack, I don't understand. You brought me back, you should be happy. I'm happy." She said desperately trying to understand why he was being so distant.

He merely looked out towards the sea his expression impassive. He was such a mystery to her and yet she felt she knew him better than anyone else.

And suddenly she knew. She knew why he wouldn't look at her, or talk to her or why he hadn't visited her. He was afraid.

She reached up and hesitantly touched his face with her hand turning his head so he was looking at her. She leaned forward slowly, afraid of how he would react.

Jack almost jumped at her touch but succumbed to her movement of his head gulping almost comically as he looked into her eyes.

He knew what she was trying to tell him but he couldn't let her do it. Anyone he tried to connect with would die eventually, leaving him alone and broken again.

But her touch was driving him almost mad with desire.

"Gwen, we can't", he whispered as he involuntarily drew closer to her, she looked so sexy standing there soaking wet her eyes imploring him, "I can't lose you."

"You're not going to," she said her lips parting

And it was that which broke Jack's self control, he wrapped his arms around her and drew her tight against him crashing his lips against hers passionately. His hands were in her hair and cupping her cheeks as they kissed almost desperately. Jack because he had seen her die and had realised then how much she meant to him and Gwen because of the simple fact that he was Captain Jack Harkness and she would never meet another man who she would love more.

They broke apart eventually and Jack whispered roughly, "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that."

Gwen giggled stupidly instantly regretting it as she sounded like a hormonal teenager, but that was what Jack reduced her to. "Oh yeah?"

"Oh that and so much more," Jack implied raising an eyebrow.

"So where do you want to go?" Gwen asked nervously hoping he would get what she was asking.

But Jack being Jack naturally jumped to sex as being the answer to everything and putting his arm around her shoulders he whispered into her ear, "I think we should avoid the Hub considering that might be a bit obvious."

Gwen laughed and said, "Right so back to mine?"

Grinning at her Jack nodded and they walked off together.

Unbeknownst to either of them all the surrounding CCTV cameras had been trained upon them for the past few minutes and back at the Hub much discussion was being had.

"I told you that would happen, you owe me twenty quid," Tosh said triumphantly to Owen who reluctantly forked over the money.

"I never said it wouldn't happen, I just didn't expect it to happen now," Owen grumbled.

"Well it's about time," said Ianto looking in amusement at Tosh and Owen who, in his opinion, were just as oblivious as Gwen and Jack had been only hours before.

"So where are they going do you think?" Tosh asked before realising the answer herself and blushing profusely.

"I don't think we should be thinking about that," Ianto grinned

Owen just got a faraway expression on his face as he stared off into the distance.

"Owen get your mind out of the gutter," Tosh scolded hitting him playfully.

I know I know! I'm sorry there's not smut but they kissed! So that's a start...I am actually PROMISING that there will be smut next chapter. I have ideas brewing.

Also I may have to change the rating to M but we'll see. I don't know how hardcore I'm going to make it.

But I think I have built up the expectation for some M-worthy smut so I will have to live up to that I guess...

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