There were cars crashed and burning, people running around shouting for loved ones and screaming in horror at the carnage. Large spaceships were hovering over Cardiff, shooting what could only be described as blue lasers. It all seemed very sci-fi.

Owen wandered slightly dazed down the middle of the road. People ran past him gathering up children and other family members, heading for a safe place. Owen put a hand up to his head and when he bought it back down it was covered in blood. That would explain at least why he couldn't think straight.

Then he heard another sound. Someone else was shouting, but not for loved ones. They were shouting instructions. Looking up Owen caught sight of Jack trying to calm down a hysterical Gwen. Tosh was with them, attempting to hold Gwen back and stop her from running straight out into the middle of the chaos.

They suddenly seemed to notice Owen and called out to him, gesturing for him to get out of the way and come with them were ever he was going. But he couldn't. Someone who should've been there wasn't. He somehow knew that Ianto was in the Hub, safe and sound and on the way to becoming a parent. So that left only one person. One small, sandy brown haired girl.

Owen spotted Holly a few meters up the road, looking up at the spaceships, almost hypnotised by them. Ignoring the team, he rushed forward and gathered his daughter into his arms. As he picked her up though, he saw a lorry, out of control and unable to stop, heading right for them. He ordered himself to move, but his body was frozen to the spot. It wouldn't have mattered anyway, the lorry was only a few seconds away, yet it seemed to take an age to reach him.

As everything seemed to happen in slow motion, he turned to Gwen. The only thing he could hear was his own heart pounding in his ears, but just before the truck hit him he managed to mouth 'I love you'. In that instant he knew that Gwen had realised there was nothing she could do, she stopped struggling and watched in defeat as the truck hit Owen-

Owen sat bolt upright, his heart hammering against his chest. One hand flew to his head, checking for injuries and then he realised he was in bed and couldn't possibly be hurt. His breathing came in short sharp gasps, just as it had done in his dream. His dream. It had seemed so real.

Owen was suddenly aware of someone watching him and glancing over to the doorway he saw Holly clutching Banana. She was watching him intently as if she knew what he'd been dreaming of.

"Can't sleep," she mumbled, though from the look on her face, Owen knew that was a lie. Somehow Holly had just shown him something that was going to happen.

Owen gestured for Holly to join them in the bed. Glancing at Gwen he saw she was still fast asleep. Owen pulled Holly into the middle of the bed and tucked her in, though there were only a few hours before they had to be up anyway.

He tried to remember all the details in the vision. Maybe he could stop it happening? But all he got were different flashes from somewhere else.

Gwen smiling and handing him a red sock, Tosh handing Owen some interesting UFO readings, Jack telling Gwen that she needed to stay behind, Gwen sitting next to him in the SUV as they made their way to central Cardiff, Gwen being hit by a truck…

Owen paused and tried to think about the last flash again. Gwen was stood in the same road he had been in the vision. He frowned thinking over the two different possibilities. They were meant to be a warning of some kind. A message telling him that he had to change things.

"You can't change the future Daddy," Holly whispered. Owen looked at her, more than a little freaked out. "But things don't have to end badly."

Owen pondered this. He hated it when people were cryptic, but then again he hated thinking about time because it made his head hurt.

After a few minutes, he got up and headed towards the kitchen, intent on making breakfast. There wasn't much point trying to sleep anymore so he decided he might as well get up.

Holly followed him, clutching Banana to her tightly. She pulled a chair from the living into the kitchen and sat on it, leaning on the counter unit.

"Holly," Owen, turned to his daughter watching her carefully. "Did you see Mummy hit by the truck?"

Holly nodded, looking down at the top of the counter.

"Did you see me and you hit by the truck?" He continued. Again a nod. "Do you know which one is going to happen?"

Holly shook her head, looking up at Owen with her electric blue eyes.

"It's just two of many possibilities," she replied.

"Why did you show me?" Owen asked.

"Because you can stop the bad things," Holly picked at her pyjamas. "The baby's going to kill Mummy. Mummy's going to kill us."

Back at the Hub Jack was wandering around his bedroom, eating toast, and contemplating getting dressed. Ianto was still dozing, the covers pulled right up over his head.

"You lazy lump, get up," Jack said finally, bored with being alone.

"Bugger off," Ianto moaned, blindly throwing a pillow in Jack's direction, that fell short by several feet.

"What's up with you?" Jack frowned slightly.

"I feel sick," Ianto replied. "I'll be fine."

Jack just shook his head and began searching for his abandoned clothes. When he was finally dressed he decided to leave Ianto in bed and check on the computer programme.

As he climbed the ladder and sat down in his chair, he suddenly realised the computer was bleeping. He clicked open the things he needed and frowned again. He was picking up odd UFO readings.

He sat back pondering and his eye fell upon a glass vial on his desk. It was empty bar the last few drops of blue liquid. Ianto's feeling sick…

Jack grinned and completely forgot the scanner programme as he went to quiz Ianto about the pregnancy liquid.