September 2007
The three of us walked across the rocky path of the Alps, heading south towards Italy avoiding all Tocalfane. Rose stood her ground and her ever present hand in mine was a comfort. Martha walked slightly behind us, tired after another day walking.
We three are doing our duty as the Doctor's companions. Well I and Rose were Martha was confused and tired. She assisted the Doctor three times and now everything rested on her and two other women.
"I'm exhausted guys" she groaned
I smiled weakly and wrapped an arm round her, so she could lean on me. "We'll find somewhere to rest" I promised
"Over there!" Rose shouted pointing towards a cave with smoke coming out.
We began to run towards it. Our footsteps must alert whoever resided in the cave because I heard the familiar sound of a gun. I held Rose and Martha back and edged closer to the cave.
"Hello?" I called
"State your name and status" a very familiar voice shouted
"Gwen Cooper, Torchwood recruit" I shouted back
"LIAR!" three voices exploded
"State your true name"
I rolled my eyes "we can play this game all night Owen but it won't change the fact I'm Gwen Cooper"
"Oh yeah? What's the first thing I said in your presence?"
"Sorry I'm a twat" I said
Suddenly I was pulled into a gruff embrace by Owen Harper. Followed by a quick hug from Tosh and a gentle embrace from Ianto.
"You're alive" Tosh exclaimed "but how? We thought you were eaten"
"Eaten?" I raise my eyebrow
"Turns out it was cannibals" Ianto expanded
"I was shot" I said "a man called the Doctor saved me and I was travelling time and space with him"
"You're shitting me" Owen shouted
"Nope" I said grinning
"My god" Ianto breathed "THE Dame Rose" his eyes were on Rose "such an honour, I read how you and the Doctor saved Queen Victoria" he shook Rose's hand "come in, come in the three of you must be tired and hungry. I'll make some coffee"
"He's not kidding" Tosh said noticing my expression "he's making coffee from the fire like at camp"
We spent the whole night talking and drinking Ianto's fantastic brew. Well me, Rose and the team did. Poor Martha snored her way through. I told them my travels and my plans to bring Saxon down and they told me what adventures they've had.
It was early morning when the six of us headed down together towards Italy. Unfortunately Tocalfane were surrounding the area. Ianto, Tosh and Owen have drawn out their guns.
"RUN!" they shouted to us
"I'm not leaving you" I argued
"Gwen, you got to get Martha and Rose out of here" Ianto shouted "we'll catch up. I promise"
"You three better" I said before grabbing Rose and Martha and running like hell.
Three long hours. Three very long hours of Rose and Martha comforting me and promising me that my team were safe.
Then Ianto appeared like magic carrying Tosh. Owen was no where in sight.
"Ianto where's Owen?" I asked rushing to his side.
Tosh bursts into tears flinging herself onto me. And I knew the worst had happened.
He was dragged from his cells to the main room where the Doctor was kept. He glanced over to his weak, frail friend before the Master came gliding in, dancing slightly with a maniacal grin.
"Jackie-boy good for you to join us" he said
"Not that I had the choice" Jack mumbled
"You never guess who was heading to Italy" the Master said as if I never spoke "a little party, three grew into six. Five legged it though. One of them sacrificed himself to keep them all safe. So out of his character from what I hear. Well I thought to celebrate his death I'll give you a pressie"
He dumped a small little wrapped thing on Jack's lap and Jack merely stared at it.
"Go on open it. You know you want to" the Master taunted. Jack glared at him "OPEN IT FREAK" the Master shouted.
Jack ripped open the paper and stared at the thing in his hand.
"Read it out" the Master ordered
"Dr Owen Harper" Jack choked out "Torchwood Medic"
"One has gone Magic Jack. And it's all the Doctor's fault" the Master left cackling.
"Jack?" the Doctor whispered
Jack howled and sobbed, "Happy now? One less alien murdering son of a bitch for you to worry about"
The Doctor flinched but didn't answer
"I loved him" Jack said "like a brother. He was a twat but he was my twat. My brother and he's dead"
"I'm sorry Jack, I'm so sorry" the Doctor croaked
But Jack wasn't listening; he was cradling the I.D like a child would carry a comfort blanket, rocking back and forth, tears spilling on his cheeks.