A/N: A shorter chapter than the rest but I didn't want this one to go on for too long and I wanted the cliff hanger ending.

Gwen's eyes fluttered open. She felt a sharp pain on the back of her head. The left side of her face stung where she must have landed when he brought her here, wherever she was. She could taste and smell blood. Clutching her head, she sat up and looked around at her surroundings.

It was pitch black and she couldn't see a thing. Feeling around, she felt a cold, hard stone floor underneath her.

As she continued to feel blindly around, her hand landed on something soft. A leg...a human leg. She screamed and jumped back. A shuffling sound filled the room. From the way it echoed, she knew the room wasn't too small but it wasn't very big either. As the shuffling grew closer, she backed up into a cold wall. She braced herself for an attack of some kind. Pulling her knees up to her chest, she raised her arms to cover her face.

"Gwen? Are you awake?" A voice whispered.

She slowly lowered her arms and squinted into the darkness.

"Rhys? Rhys is that you?" She asked.

"Yeah, it's me. Are you ok? He threw you onto the floor quite hard." Rhys said.

"I'm fine…I think. My head hurts a bit. How about you? What are you doing here?" She whispered.

"I'm alright. He said he only needed me so his plan would work. I don't know what he's doing." Rhys told her.

"Who is he? Where are we?" She demanded.

"He wouldn't tell me." He answered.

Gwen felt around in the direction his voice was coming from. She needed to make sure she wasn't hallucinating, an effect from hitting her head on the floor.

"Where are you?" She asked.

She heard him shuffle closer and felt his shirt brush her fingertips. She crawled over to him and clung to his side. Fresh tears fell down her cheeks and her sobs filled the room. Rhys wrapped his arms around her clumsily. The vision was coming true. She'd never see Owen, or maybe even Luke, again. Had it happened yet or was it about to happen? She had no idea how long she'd been gone.

"It's ok. We'll find a way out. I bet your Owen's tearing up the town looking for you." He reassured her.

"Yeah…" She mumbled.

"So…you had a baby. What was his name? Luke?" Rhys asked.

"Yeah, Luke." She nodded.

"Tell me about him." Rhys urged.

"He's beautiful. He's got these big brown eyes, just like his dads, and he looks around, taking everything in. You can tell him anything. He's a great listener, never talks back or interrupts you." She laughed.

"No, you've got a few more years to go before he starts all that." Rhys joked. "Where is he?"

"My mum and dad took him for the weekend." She replied.

"When…when we were together…did you…you know, want kids? I mean could you see us with kids in the future?" He asked.

"I did. You would've been a great dad and I'm sure you will be someday. When you meet the right girl." She smiled.

"I've already met her." He mumbled.

Gwen shifted uncomfortably and cleared her throat.

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy bolt being moved echoed around the room. The door opened and filled the room with light. They shielded their eyes and squinted towards the doorway. There was someone standing in the light.

When they looked at each other, they saw the extent of each other's injuries and gasped. Rhys' nose looked broken and he sported a black eye. Every time he moved, he winced. He'd obviously put up a good fight. The left side of Gwen's face was grazed and her lip was bust, the source of the bloody taste. The figure watched them, entertained.

"I see you're awake." He smirked.

Gwen tore her eyes away from Rhys and looked towards the source of the voice.

"Who are you and where the hell are we?" Gwen demanded.

"Oh, you don't know. How can you not recognise your own base?" He laughed.

"Torchwood? We're in the Hub?" She frowned.

"Well, in the basement, I don't think even the butler boy knows about this part. You see, it's so obvious that they haven't even bothered looking here. If I'm lucky, they never will and in two more days, you'll be mine." He grinned.

"Who are you?" Gwen repeated.

"My name's Gray. I'm…what is it you call him here? Oh yes…Captain Jack. I'm his little brother." He told her.

"Why are you doing this? What do you want?" She asked.

"It's time I told you now that everything's slotting into place." He laughed. He entered the room and sat on the floor opposite them. "Oh…don't try anything or I'll shoot you dead." He pulled a gun out and showed them. "So…when we were kids, Jack and I lived in the fifty-first century in Boeshane Peninsula. We were always under the threat of invasion from the worst possible creatures you could imagine. One day, they invaded. My father told Jack to look after me but as we were running away, he let go of my hand. I thought he'd come back for me…but he never did. I never saw him again after that…I guess he just gave up on me. They took me and…chained me to hundreds of corpses. I begged for them to just kill me. Then someone came, took me away. I thought he was some kind of God, he saved my life. So now…I'm giving my brother everything he deserves. I was just going to take his team out one by one and then…his precious city. I still am but…I might as well make it interesting and claim a little prize for myself." He told them.

"What do you mean 'prize'?" Rhys asked.

Gray laughed and cupped Gwen's face in his hand. It stung where he touched her but she didn't want him to know. She pulled a face of disgust and turned her head away from him.

"Don't touch me." She spat.

He laughed and put his hand on her arm.

"Leave her alone." Rhys growled, pulling Gwen away from him.

"Or what? What are you going to do to me?" Gray laughed but took his hand away. "You know, I don't know why I'm keeping you alive."

"Let Rhys go. He's got nothing to do with this. Take me but not him, let him go." Gwen begged.

"I'm not leaving you alone with him." Rhys told her.

"And I'm not letting him go. With him here, your little friends have no idea what's going on. I set them up. I kidnapped him and framed him for kidnapping you. Right now, they're out there looking for him. The longer it takes for them to realise the truth, the less time they'll have to actually find you. I gave them three days. I might get lucky, they might split up and it'll be easier to pick them off." He smirked.

"Leave them alone." Gwen growled.

Gray looked down at his wrist strap as it beeped.

"Oh look, someone's come back home." He pressed a button and Owen's image floated in mid-air. Gwen gasped as she saw him. "It's lover boy." Gray laughed.

"Don't touch him. Don't you dare." Gwen shouted. He grinned and walked out of the cell. As he began to close the door, she jumped up and ran towards it. The door slammed shut as she reached it, plunging them back into darkness. She pounded her fists on the door. "Leave him alone. Don't hurt him."

She slumped to the floor and began to sob uncontrollably. Rhys felt his way over to her and pulled her tight against his chest.

"He'll be fine, you'll see." Rhys whispered.

Gwen wiped her tears away and stood up, determined.

"Yes, he will and we're getting out of here. Ok, if we're in the basement of the Hub…Rhys, I need your help." She said.

Back in the main area of the Hub, the rolling door opened as Owen ran in. He ran towards the computers. Something inside him told him to do a trace for alien technology around the time Gwen was taken. There was the possibility that aliens had nothing to do with it, but for some reason, he knew they were involved.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in a blue light, pointing a gun at him.

"What have you done with Gwen?" Owen demanded.

"Nothing…yet." Gray smirked.

"Where is she?" He shouted.

Gray circled around Owen and laughed.

"That's cheating. So…you figured out it wasn't Rhys that took her. You're cleverer than I thought but you'll never find her. I'm just too good." Gray smiled.

"Who are you?" Owen demanded.

"I guess, since I'm going to kill you, I can tell you." Gray shrugged. "You see, there are a lot of things Jack hasn't told you. For instance, he never told you he had a little brother. A little brother he left to die. Me."

"Gray?" A voice gasped behind them.

Gray spun around and came face to face with Jack. Tosh and Ianto stood either side of him.

"Hello brother." Gray hissed. "We can reminisce later. Right now, I'm going to enjoy tearing your world apart, piece by piece."

"What have you done with Gwen? Where is she?" Jack demanded.

"She's in the one place you never thought to look. The one place you thought was too…secure for someone to just walk in unnoticed." Gray hinted.

"She's here?" Tosh frowned. "But…how did you get in?"

"I teleported." Gray said as if it was obvious. He held up his left arm showed them his wrist strap. "Look familiar Jack? It should, I stole it from a friend of yours, a Captain John Hart."

Jack looked at him in shock.

"But that's impossible. If someone teleported into the Hub, it would have triggered the alarms." Tosh told him.

"Primitive technology, easily disarmed." Gray shrugged.

"You put her in a cell?" Owen growled.

"Of course not. It would have been too easy for you to find her. You know, there are many rooms you still haven't discovered. They're very useful for people like me."

"I doubt that. I know everything about this place." Ianto told him.

"Not the cells in the basement." Jack said, turning to him.

"What cells in the basement?" Ianto frowned.

"We used them in the old days. For the aliens that were too dangerous to keep in the other cells. But I stopped them being used because they…" Jack's voice trailed off as he looked up at Owen.

"Because they what?" Owen demanded.

"Because they're so secure, they have limited air. There's enough for almost a weeks worth but with two of them in there…they have just over three days." Gray smirked.

"Two? Who else…Rhys. You framed Rhys for taking Gwen." Owen said.

"I had to do something to throw you off the track." Gray shrugged. "Anyway, enough talking and back to business. I'll finish off here and claim my prize."

"Don't talk about her as if she's an object and you're not going to lay another finger on her." Owen growled.

"That's what you think." Gray answered.

He whipped back round to Owen and pointed his gun at him. Tosh and Ianto aimed their guns at Gray.

"Put the gun down." Ianto growled.

Gray laughed and put his finger on the trigger.

A gunshot echoed around the Hub.