Title: Sympathy From the Devil
Summary: Owen can't handle Gwen feeling sorry for him, not when she's the cause of his suffering.
Disclaimer: Don't own Torchwood or anything related to the show.
Rating: PG
A/N: Set in'Combat'.
"Owen?"
A gentle hand rests on his shoulder as he stands glaring at the
Weevil. He pulls away. He doesn't want or need her sympathy.
"Is
it because of Diane-"
"Shut up." He growls, refusing to look at her. "It wasn't about Diane!" Ignoring him she wraps her arms around his waist, leaning in to his chest.
"I want to be here for you." He lets her lie against him for a few more moments, enjoying the way her body fits snugly against him, before shoving her away.
"You've got Rhys...and I'm not in the mood for a shag."