The silence in the car on the way home from the restaurant wasn't especially uncomfortable but Ianto felt like he had let Jack down and didn't feel like really speaking. He knew that Jack didn't hate him but he couldn't help but think that he was probably very disappointed because Jack really wanted to make it up for the last few months. He wished he could let Jack do this one thing to make him feel better, but he knew that it would be even harder to Jack if he lost his husband shortly after the wedding. But in the end of their dinner, even thought he said no he promised Jack that if he gets better he will marry Jack immediately, even thought he knew that he wasn't getting better.

"Ianto don't worry about it, I'm good with whatever makes you feel better" Jack was trying to console him, briefly letting go the wheel with one hand and squeezing Ianto's knee in comfort. He just hoped that the cure that John had sneaked into the medicine that Owen was preparing for Ianto would work soon before things had gone beyond irreversible.

Ianto was about to answer him when Jack's phone rang. The screen showed the caller being Owen. Jack took his bluethoot and put it in his ear switching hit on.

"Owen," he said to the medic who had the short straw of having the night shift of monitoring the rift. They had started having shifts at night since Jack didn't live there any more to be the one always available to monitor it. " Everything ok in the Hub?' Jack asked.

"Yeah," was Owen's answer before Jack could hear shuffling of papers. "I just got over Ianto's results and they don't make sense."

"What do you mean they don't make sense? Jack asked worried. How can iantos medical results not make sense? Didn't he had been through enough already?

"Well remember when I said that he was beyond help even with the chemo therapy and that it would only give him a little bit more time?" Owen asked.

Jack nodded before remembering that he was on the phone with Owen and he couldn't see him. "Yeah." He said with a heavy heart and sight.

"What's going on Jack?" Ianto asked worried. "What is Owen saying?"

"Hush a moment" Jack told him none too gently and instantly regretted it, but Ianto strangely seemed to actually be happy about it. It had been the first time Jack or anyone else had treated him as normal and not coddled him ever since he fell ill.

Ianto grinned and Jack smacked him on the shoulder, it was so good to forget for once that something was wrong and act as if they were just going home as normal after a long day at Torchwood.

" Well" Owen started then stopped. Then cleared his throat and began again. "Well, his results are clear now. Blood is negative for cancer cells, all other results are coming clean. I think Ianto is in remission." Owen finished.

Jack looked sharply towards Ianto and then exhaled slowly like he was finally letting out a breath that he was holding for months.

"Are you sure?" Jack asked hardly able to believe.

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"But he is still weak and tired." Jack said worriedly.

"That's the chemo therapy he'll have to finish the process anyway even if he appears clear of cancer so he might still be tired and ill a bit but it should start getting better."

Jack smiled and thanked Owen before hanging up the phone. So John's cure was working and the Doctor haven't came yet to shout at him so he assumed that John hadvent been caught by the Doctor using his travels in the TARDIS to bring a futuristic cure to the 21st century.

Jack turned towards Ianto and smiled. " Owen just told me that you are in remission."

Ianto opened his mouth trying to answer but nothing came out. Then he closed it and tried attain opening it.

"Are you sure?" Ianto asked. "Because he said that…"

"I know what he said." Jack interrupted him gently. "But his test results are showing something different."

Ianto nodded.

"Then lets go home." He said smiling. " Lets have a few calm days and me get used to having a future again and you can propose again."

Jack grinned, while Ianto called Rhiannon to let her know and ask her if she can keep the twins for the night with her so he and Jack can celebrate the good news in style.

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Gwen Cooper turned around in bed and looked at the man lying next to her in bed absolutely sent and content for the night. Gwen herself was pleasantly spent and tired but couldn't sleep because she was feeling something she couldn't explain even to herself and they were troubling her. She knew when she was falling in love and she knew that what she had started with the man laying next to her had started as just a bit fun but for her had starting to become something much more. The only problem was that Captain John Hart did not do falling in love. He might have been coming often to the Hub and more often than not crashing at her apartment in the last few weeks but she knew that as soon as it become boring for him he would just fly off again into the stars.

Maybe that was the thing she was starting to fall in love with, he was so much like Jack. She was falling for the same qualities. He too was exiting, mysterious, free spirit from the future, dangerous and infuriating. She did not know his real name but she had learned what he liked in bed, where he liked her to kiss him and where to hurt him.

She trailed a finger lightly over his bare and lean back. He stirred slightly and her finger froze, she didn't want him to wake up, she wanted to watch him still for once and take her time. He never seemed to be still long enough for her to take it all in.

God help her but she was falling in love with Caption John Hart.