Gwen's parents had taken Gwen home. She changed out of her wedding dress and into an old pair of jogging bottoms and a t-shirt. The dress was shoved into the back of the wardrobe. She took enough clothes to last her a week and met her parents back in their car.

"Are you sure you about this? Why don't you wait for him to come home so you can talk things over?" Mary asked.

"That boy is no good. I knew it from the start. Rhys would never have done this to her." Geraint told her.

"Dad, stop it. Just leave it. Can we get going please?" Gwen asked impatiently.

Mary gazed at her before turning back to the front. Geraint started the car and began to drive them to their home in Swansea. Sighing, Gwen leant her head back on the seat and looked out the window, her hands resting on her stomach. Unshed tears were threatening to fall but she fought them back. She was determined not to cry.

The journey lasted almost an hour although the silence in the car made it seem like forever.

As soon as Mary opened the door, Gwen made her way into living room and curled up on the window seat. She hugged her knees tight to her chest and rested her forehead on them. It was her favourite spot to sit as a child and she needed to feel the comfort it gave her back then.

Geraint and Mary watched sadly as they carried in their bags from the car.

When Owen found the house empty, he rang Gwen's mobile. On the third ring someone answered.

"Hey Owen." Tosh's voice said angrily.

"Tosh? What are you doing with Gwen's phone? Is she with you?" Owen demanded.

"No…I must have forgotten to give it her back when I took it off her earlier. I'm sorry." Tosh apologised.

"Well, do you know where she is?" He asked.

"She wouldn't tell me where she was going. To be honest, even if I knew I wouldn't tell you. What you did to Gwen was terrible." She shouted.

"I know, I know. She has every right to hate me right now but I love her and I want her back." He told her, his voice breaking.

"Why? So you can let her down like this again?" Tosh spat.

"No. Tosh, I never want to do that to her again. I can't live without her. Please, help me find her." He begged.

"Fine. She might be at her parents." Tosh mumbled.

"Thank you Tosh." He said.

"That's all the help you're getting." She huffed and put the phone down.

He changed quickly and ran to find the address book. He knew Gwen's parents address was in it. He rummaged through drawers and cupboards until he found it. Tearing out the page with it on, he ran to his car.

He stopped off at the Hub before he left. Jack, Ianto and Tosh were all there. Tosh glared at him as he entered and it was clear she was ignoring Jack too. Jack was trying to talk to her but she walked off and went to finish her report in the meeting room.

"Owen, what can I do for you?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, Jack, don't think I've forgiven you for making me miss my wedding. Gwen's gone and I'm going to find her. If you can rearrange the wedding for next Friday, I may forgive you." He said.

"I'm on it. Do you think she'll forgive you?" Jack asked.

"I don't know but I have to try." Owen answered.

"Go get her. I'll get everything organised." Jack nodded.

Owen ran out of the Hub and climbed in his car. He drove out to the address, praying she was there.

When he reached her parents' house, he took a deep breath and jumped out.

Gwen froze as she saw him through the window. She quickly slipped off the window seat and ran up to her old room.

He knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. Geraint opened the door and glared at him.

"You've got a nerve showing your face here boy." He growled.

"Mr Cooper, I'm really sorry about what I did. If Gwen's here, please tell her I need to speak to her." He begged.

"My daughter's not here." Geraint lied.

"Do you know where she is?" Owen asked.

"No, I don't. Now I think you should leave and don't you dare come back." He said.

The door was closed in Owen's face. He turned and leant back on it. Closing his eyes, he tried to think of where she could be. He slowly made his way back to his car. Before he got in, he took one last look at the house and froze.

Gwen stood in her old bedroom at the window, staring down at him. She lost the battle against her tears as they finally spilled down her cheeks. As he turned and spotted her, she ducked out of the way and threw herself onto the bed and cried into her pillow.

Owen knew it was no use trying to get back in the house with her parents there. He had to find a way to get her to speak to him.

Mary entered Gwen's bedroom and sat down next to her on the bed. Placing a hand on her back, she gazed sadly at her daughter.

"Owen was here. He wants to speak to you. Your father sent him on his way but I think he's still outside." She told her.

"I can't." Gwen whispered.

She turned over onto her back and put her hands across her stomach. Her eyes fell to her hands and fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. Mary looked around the room and tried to change the subject.

"We kept this room just as you left it before you went to college." She smiled.

Gwen looked around the small room. The walls were painted lilac dotted with pictures she'd drawn as a child. Her stuffed toys were still placed around the room. She grabbed a big, fluffy teddy from the top of her bed and hugged it tight to her chest, running her fingers through it's fur.

"It's smaller than I remember." She sighed.

As she sat up, her mum pulled her into a hug. Gwen rested her head on her mum's shoulder and closed her eyes. They sat like this for a few minutes, Mary gently rocking her. It broke her heart to see Gwen like this, reminding her of a vulnerable child needing her mother. Gwen's mother broke away and smiled at her.

"I'm going to go and make us some tea. Why don't you go wash up and come back down." She said.

Gwen watched her leave. To be honest, she didn't feel like eating but she wasn't in the mood to argue with her mum. She walked back over to the window and saw that Owen's car was gone.

Sighing, she made her way to the bathroom. She washed off her make-up and looked into the mirror. The tear stains were gone but it was still clear that she'd been crying. She pulled the clips out of her hair and let it fall around her face. Running a hand through it, she made her way back into the living room and sat in her favourite spot.

Mary called her into the dining room when tea was ready. She sat picking at her lasagne with her fork, taking tiny mouthfuls every so often. She ate half of it before she gave up and went back upstairs for an early night.

As she made her way upstairs, she heard her parents talking.

"I'm telling you, if she'd have stayed with Rhys, she'd be happily married by now." Her father said.

"Geraint shut up." Mary hissed. "But…I guess you're right. He was a lovely boy. Maybe Owen takes after his father. From what Gwen told us, it sounds like it wouldn't have ended well between them."

"She's better off without him." Geraint sighed.

A single tear trickled down her cheek as she closed her bedroom door.

Owen managed to find a hotel to stay in for the night. There was no way he was going back to Cardiff without speaking to her.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands, thinking of ways to get Gwen alone. Her ring rested on the bedside table. Her father would never let him in to see her and he doubted he would pass on any messages. The best way would be to wait until she was alone. He'd have to hide his car somewhere so she didn't recognise who it was and ignore him. He crawled into bed and picked up the ring. Clutching it tight in his hand, he fell into an uneasy sleep.

The next morning, he woke up early and left the hotel. Parking his car around the corner from Gwen's parents' house, he waited for them to come out.

Gwen made her way downstairs and into the living room. She was exhausted last night and had woken up late. She knew that was the only sleep she would be getting for a while. Geraint walked into the room.

"Morning duckling." He smiled.

"Hey dad." She mumbled.

"Your mum and I need to do a bit of shopping. Will you be ok on your own?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." She nodded.

"Ok, we'll see you when we get back." He said.

Geraint smiled and left the room. She heard them leave moments later.

The house was silent and still around her. Someone knocked on the door, disturbing the peace. She ignored it thinking they would go away but the knocking grew louder and more impatient. She sighed and went to answer it.

"Ok, ok, I'm coming." She mumbled.

As she opened the door, her eyes fell on Owen. She stopped and went to close it again. He put his hand out to stop it.

"Gwen please. Just hear me out." He said.

"I'm not interested." She said as calmly as she could.

"I'm not leaving until you let me explain." He told her.

"What's to explain? You chose to go to work instead of your own wedding and that's that." She spat.

"No, it wasn't like that." Owen argued.

Gwen laughed bitterly and tried again to shut the door. He put his foot in the way and pushed it open. She glared at him before turning and walking back inside. He followed her in, closing the door behind him. They went into the living room where Gwen stood as far away from him as she could.

"Ok, the sooner we get this over with, the sooner you can leave." She said.

"I'm really sorry for what I did to you. Jack told me it would only take twenty minutes. I told him I couldn't but…in the end I went. I wanted to leave but people were getting injured. I tried to get there, ask Ianto he'll tell you. I was going crazy." Owen told her.

"I don't care about you being late. It was the fact that you promised me you'd never do it again…and you broke your promise." She said, her voice breaking.

"I know. You have no idea how bad I feel. If I could turn back time, I would." He walked slowly over to her and held her hand in his. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked at the floor. "Please come back. I love you, I can't live without you. I need you Gwen. I need you…and our baby." He whispered.

He placed a hand on her stomach. She pulled away and looked into his eyes.

"Owen…I…please go." She whispered.

"What? Gwen please…don't do this." He begged, tears rolling down his own cheeks.

"I can't do this any more. Please…just go." She sobbed.

"Fine, I'll go but let me say one last thing. The wedding's being arranged for next Friday, same time, same place. I will be there waiting for you and this time, nothing's going to stop me. I'll wait all day for you if I have to. If you don't show up…I'll know it's really over and…I'll leave you alone. Until then, I'm not giving up on you. I love you." He told her.

Stepping forward, he grabbed her hand and pressed something into it. He ran his other hand through her hair and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. The urge to respond was bubbling up inside her but she pulled away and turned her head away from him. She watched him leave before looking down at her hand. He'd given her the ring back. She held it tight in her hand as she stood shaking while she cried.

Tosh came to visit her at her parents' every day. The first time she went was to give Gwen her phone back but Gwen begged her to come back.

On one of the days, Owen had asked her to take the wedding dress. Gwen had cried into her shoulder all evening.

After every visit Owen would interrogate Tosh to find out if Gwen had changed her mind. Every day it was the same answer.

On Thursday night, they were sitting in the Hub.

"How is she?" Owen asked.

"Her parents are worried sick. She's stopped eating and sleeping properly and she's not speaking to anyone. She just sits there alone in her room, staring into space. They're worried it's going to hurt the baby. It's not getting what it needs because she won't eat." Tosh told him.

"I did this to her." Owen whispered. "Oh God, Tosh, what have I done to her?"

"She'll pull out of this, I know she will." She reassured him. "Once she realises what she's doing, she'll snap out of it. She won't let anything happen to this baby. The other day, when I went up to her room, I heard her talking about you to the baby."

"What did she say? Did she say anything about tomorrow?" He demanded.

"She just spoke about the things you used to do together and what you'd planned to do. She said…she was confused because…she still has feelings for you but she can't be in a relationship where promises are always being broken." Tosh said.

"The ring. What did she do with the ring?" He asked.

"She holds it in her hand. Sometimes, it looks as if she's going to put it on but then she just puts it in her other hand." Tosh sighed.

"Well…I guess we'll find out her decision tomorrow." He said.

Tosh nodded and smiled sadly. He left the Hub and made his way home.

The next day, the team met up at the hotel. The guests arrived soon after. Owen waited nervously for Gwen to show up. The minutes ticked by slowly as everyone waited.

Gwen sat in her room, staring at the wedding dress and rolling the ring between her fingers. She picked up her phone and turned it on. There were a dozen missed calls, all from Tosh. She sighed and dropped her phone back onto her bed.

Owen paced the front of the hall while everyone watched him.

"Tosh, have you heard anything from Gwen?" Jack asked.

"No, I tried calling but her phone's switched off and her parents aren't answering either." Tosh sighed.

"There's still time, we've got fifteen minutes until the wedding's supposed to start. Jack, can you go and watch for her?" Owen asked.

Jack nodded and went out into the reception area. Tosh patted Owen's arm. Ianto went out to join Jack.

With one minute to go, Jack and Ianto returned to the main room. The Captain shook his head sadly as Owen looked up at him. Owen slumped into a chair and held his face in his hands.

"I'm sure she's on her way." Tosh reassured him.

"Who am I kidding? She's not coming." He said.

"She could just be late. Maybe she's stuck in traffic." Ianto suggested.

"I'll try calling her again." Tosh said and left the room.

"What's the point? I've lost her. Gwen…our baby…they're gone." He whispered.

As Gwen was taking a shower, her phone lit up on the bed and began to ring. The water pounding onto the tiles prevented her from hearing it.

When she returned to her room, wrapped in a towel, she saw that Tosh had left her a message. She held the phone to her ear and listened to it.

"Gwen, it's Tosh. Everyone's waiting for you. Please, give Owen a second chance. He got Jack to reorganise everything, doesn't that tell you how much he loves you? I know you still love him. Don't let him go. I'll see you soon."

As the message ended, Gwen looked back up at the wedding dress.

Tosh returned a few minutes later.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't get through. She's turned her phone on but she's not answering. I left her a message." Tosh told him.

"Owen, you try calling her. Maybe she's waiting for you to call." Jack said.

"I'll try but I doubt she'll answer to me." He sighed. Taking his phone out, he dialled Gwen's number and pressed the phone to his ear. After the first ring, the line went dead. He pulled the phone away from his ear and stared down at it. "She hung up on me."

They all looked down at Owen sadly. Tosh's phone vibrated in her hand. She ran out of the room as she saw Gwen's name flashing on the screen.

"Gwen, are you coming?" She asked as she answered it.

"I…I don't know. I need more time." Gwen answered.

"Well, Owen thinks you're not coming. I can try and hold him for a bit longer but I don't know how much longer." Tosh said.

"Thanks. Tell him…tell him I…it doesn't matter." She sighed.

"Do you want me to tell him you called?" She asked.

"No. Just keep him there for as long as you can. I need to think this over." Gwen said.

"Ok, I'll see what I can do." Tosh said.

"Thank you. I'll see you later." Gwen said and put the phone down.

When Tosh returned to the hall, Owen looked up at her hopefully.

"It was just some guy trying to sell me stuff." She lied.

Owen sighed and stood up.

"She's not coming. I might as well face it. I'll see you tomorrow at the Hub…possibly." He sighed.

Tosh grabbed his arm as he walked past.

"Wait, just give her some more time. You said you'd wait all day for her if you had to." Tosh reminded him.

"I know but if she was coming, she would have answered our calls." Owen argued.

"Just…wait. Give it another hour or so. You know it takes about an hour to get from Swansea to Cardiff. Just be patient." Tosh told him.

Owen shrugged and sat back down.

Almost two hours later, the sound of quick footsteps in reception echoed into the room. Owen stood up quickly and turned towards the doors as they opened.