When they reached her home, she stared out of the window at it, her heart pounding. She jumped out and burst through the front door, throwing the blanket off her as it slowed her down.

The smell of stale beer still hung through the house and hit her in the face. She saw the bin bags in the corner from when Tosh and Jack had cleared up the bottles and glass. All thoughts however, vanished as she heard familiar footsteps.

Owen ran out of the living room to see who had just run into his house. He froze in the living room doorway as his eyes fell on Gwen. A small gasp escaped his lips. Stepping forward slowly, his eyes filled with tears. She watched him come closer, smiling through tears of her own. His hand reached out to touch her arm, testing to see if she was real.

"Oh my God, they did it." He whispered.

She nodded as he pulled her into a tight hug. He crushed her against his chest and buried his face in her hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Cupping her face in his hands, he brought it up to his and crushed his lips onto hers, kissing her fiercely. She clung onto him for dear life and never wanted to let go. Their tongues clashed as they battled for dominance. She ran her fingers through his hair and curled them into place. They were gasping for air when they broke apart. Tosh, Ianto and Jack slowly filed in and smiled at them.

"We'll be off in a second, we just wanted to see if you were both ok." Jack told them.

"We're fine." Gwen smiled, never taking her eyes from Owen.

"I can't believe you did it. It's just amazing. Thank you." Owen nodded.

"You're welcome." Jack smiled. "I'll go down to your parents house tomorrow and…sort everything out there. They'll remember you being ill but not…the rest." Gwen nodded sadly. "We'll get rid of these and leave you two alone now."

Jack, Tosh and Ianto each grabbed a bin bag and left the house.

"What was in those bags?" Gwen asked.

Before Owen could answer, the sound of running feet came from the living room.

"Daddy, was that Uncle – mummy!" Luke shrieked.

He ran up to Gwen and jumped into her arms. She held him tight and peppered his face in little kisses.

"I've missed you so much." Gwen smiled.

Luke rested his head on her shoulder and started to play with a strand of her hair.

"I missed you too mummy. Daddy did too." Luke told her.

"I know sweetheart, I know." She whispered.

"But daddy and Auntie Tosh said you were in a better place and you weren't coming back. Are you going away again?" He asked, sadly.

"No, mummy's staying right here with you and daddy forever." She told him.

"And Lucy." He added.

"Yes, Lucy too." Gwen nodded, looking at Owen.

Owen smiled and put his arm around her waist. She put Luke back down on the floor and held his hand as they led her into the living room. Her eyes immediately fell on the little carry cot. It was strange to see someone that looked like a mini version of her looking back up at her curiously. She gently picked up the bundle and held her in her arms.

"She's gorgeous isn't she?" Owen whispered.

"Yeah." Gwen smiled. "Lucy Eve Harper."

"I knew you loved that name and I couldn't bring myself to call her anything different." Owen told her.

She smiled at him and caught his lips in a gentle kiss. As she pulled away, she frowned. She seemed to have found the source of the stale beer smell.

"Have you been drinking?" She asked.

"Well…when you…when it happened, I thought I'd lost you for good, I couldn't cope. You're my world and I can't live without you. I left the kids with Tosh and I sort of…went off the rails a bit. They came round this morning and found me in a bad state. Tosh made me see sense again and…they got me cleaned up and sorted out. That's when Jack had the idea to bring you back." Owen explained.

"Owen, I can't believe you. Didn't you think about our kids?" She demanded.

"I did but…I needed time to myself and get away from everything. I love you Gwen, you have no idea how much it killed me to think I'd never see you again. Never see you smiling or getting that cute frown on your face when you're angry. Never hear you singing in the shower." He laughed as she blushed, colour finally returning to her ghostly pale skin. Owen's hand wandered to her face as he stroked her burning cheek. "Yes, I've heard you. Don't be embarrassed, I think it's cute."

Her expression softened and she looked into his eyes.

"I love you too." She whispered.

"I still can't believe it worked." He whispered, more to himself than to her. "How are you feeling? You've got some colour back in your cheeks."

"I'm fine. I think I'm going to have a shower though seeing as I've gone for nearly a month without one." She giggled. She stopped as she saw the pain in Owen's face and almost kicked herself. "Sorry, I wasn't thinking."

"No, it's fine." He mumbled.

Placing Lucy back in her carry cot, she turned and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I really am sorry. Forgive me?" She said.

She went on her tip-toes and placed a long, gentle kiss on his forehead. When she looked into his eyes, she saw he was smiling slightly.

"I forgive you." He nodded.

He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers. Pulling her arms from around his waist, he held her hands tight in his against his chest. He ran his nose along her jaw line and placed light kisses here and there. When he broke away, he kissed both her hands and let them go.

"I should probably get my shower now." She sighed.

"No, wait. We can put the kids to bed early tonight and you can have your shower then, that way…I'll be able to join you. Plus, we can spend some time together alone. Then tomorrow, you can spend all day with the kids. Luke's missed you so much and it'll be nice for Lucy to meet you properly." Owen told her.

"Sounds like a good idea to me." She smiled.

For the rest of the evening, she noticed how Owen was always touching her in some way, holding her hand or wrapping his arm around her. It was as if he was afraid to let her go in case she was taken from him again.

She wasn't complaining though, she needed the contact as much as he did. She was always hugging Luke and Lucy and sitting with them on her lap.

It was only when they ate dinner that the contact was broken. Gwen ate and drank a lot due to the fact that she hadn't eaten in a long time. Every mouthful tasted like heaven.

After they'd put Luke and Lucy to bed, Gwen wandered into the bathroom for her shower. She was shortly followed by Owen. She stood with her back to him. He stepped in beside her and wound his arms around her waist, holding her tight to his chest. They stood for what seemed like forever just holding each other, the water running but going ignored.

Somewhere in that time, Gwen had closed her eyes and placed her head back on his shoulder, just breathing in his scent.

"Are you asleep?" Owen whispered.

"No, I'm not asleep." She answered.

He slowly turned her round to face him and she smiled up at him, biting her bottom lip suggestively. He laughed and slowly backed her up against the tiled wall. As she went back, she went through the falling water. Owen watched the water run down the length of her body as she moved out of the showers path again. With her back against the wall, she pulled him closer to her by his hips. Cupping her face in his hand, he caught her lips in a gentle kiss. He trailed kisses up and down her jaw line then back to her lips. Her arms snaked around his neck as he rested his forehead against hers. They looked into each other's eyes before crushing their lips against each other's, all tenderness gone and replaced with raw passion. All their love poured out as they kissed and touched each other.

"I love you." Owen whispered between kisses. "Marry me again."

Gwen giggled but stopped when he pulled away and she saw he was serious.

"You want…to get married again?" She asked.

"Yeah, renew our vows. I was thinking…it'd be nice to have the kids there. We could wait until Lucy's older so she'd be able to remember it or we could do it now. When you…I thought about how much I screwed up our first wedding and it killed me because I couldn't change it. Now I can, we have a second chance to do things right. Plus…I saw how your mum and dad were when everything was happening and…it made me think about my parents. I was wondering if they'd changed over the years." He explained.

She saw a hint of sadness in his eyes as he remembered his childhood.

"Do you want to see them?" She asked gently.

He nodded and looked away.

"I just want to know why my dad walked out and why mum hated me so much. Maybe they feel differently about things now…if you say yes, I want to invite them to the wedding. If they don't show up or they still feel the same well…then at least I'll know." He told her.

"I don't want to see you get hurt but…if it's what you want then you know I'll help you and I'm always here for you." She replied.

"Does that mean you're saying yes?" He asked.

"Yes." She smiled.

Crushing his lips onto hers once again, he pressed himself as close to her as he could. If he'd only just started believing she wasn't a dream, he was certain she wasn't now. Everything felt too real, a good real. The feel of her soft skin on his, the sound of her small gasps and moans as he caressed her, her unique scent taking him over. His imagination wasn't good enough to invent the electric current flowing through him. Gwen had spent so much time alone in the dark, that even the smallest of touches sent her crazy. He grabbed her thigh and wrapped her leg around his waist while placing open mouthed kisses down her neck and shoulder. Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back, giving him more access, and moaned loudly. Making sure her arms were secured around his neck, he lifted her other leg off the floor and locked it around his waist.

An hour later, she leant all her weight back on the wall as Owen placed her legs back on the floor. He slumped against her, his head buried in her neck. Her arms still clung tightly around his neck, keeping her up.

"That was fucking amazing." He whispered. She nodded, her eyes heavy from exhaustion and her breathing slowly returning to normal. When Owen pulled away, he chuckled at her. "I think we should have that shower now and then get you to bed."

"Yeah…shower…good idea…" She mumbled, sleepily.

Owen wrapped his arm around her waist and supported her weight. He guided her under the hot spray and washed her gently.

When he'd finished, he wrapped her in her robe and carried her back to their room.

"I'll be right back. I'm just going to go have a wash myself." He told her as he placed her on the bed.

She mumbled something as her eyes drifted shut. When he looked down at her, he saw the image of her lying on the autopsy table, cold and unmoving. He forced the image out of his mind as he made his way back to the bathroom, his fists clenched at his sides. It would be a long time before that image would disappear but he didn't want to linger on the past.

After his shower, he returned to Gwen, wrapped in a towel. She'd managed to get herself changed into one of Owen's shirts, though it was inside out and the wrong way round. He watched her sleeping for a while before pulling on a pair of boxers and climbing in next to her. Gwen rolled towards him and rested her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and kissed the top of her head.

"Owen…love you." She whispered in her sleep.

"I love you too." He replied.

Stroking her arm, he smiled as he heard her sigh. He was almost too afraid to sleep in case she stopped breathing and he lost her all over again. He knew he was being silly but he loved her so much. Fighting with exhaustion, he thought about how his life had changed since joining Torchwood.

In the beginning, though Jack had saved him, he'd still felt a sense of resentment against him. He didn't speak to Tosh very much back then, why he still didn't know. Then there was Suzie. He couldn't really call Suzie a friend, just someone he had an affair with. When Ianto joined almost two years before Gwen did, he'd found Ianto a little annoying.

Over the years he grew a little closer to his team, even considered them as friends.

Then Gwen walked in and the world around him stopped spinning. All he could think about was her. He secretly prayed that she'd remember everything when Jack retconned her. If not, he would have found another way into her life. The hold she had on him frustrated him so much. It just wasn't...him…at least, not after Katie. He'd tried so hard to ignore his feelings and he'd done so many stupid things he'd regretted. Like making her feel all he was interested in was shagging. He'd hurt her time and time again and it killed him.

When he thought he'd lost her for good, when she was almost driven to taking retcon, his world felt like it was ending. Now here she was, in his arms where she belonged, where they both belonged, after everything that had happened. This amazing woman came back to him again and again after everything he'd put her through.

Kissing the top of her head, he finally let himself drift off to sleep.

They were both woken the next morning by Luke running in and jumping on the bed. Gwen untangled herself from Owen and sat up, squinting at Luke through her sleepy eyes. Owen copied her actions.

"Luke, what is it?" Gwen asked.

"It's time to get up mummy." Luke answered.

Owen glanced at the clock on the bedside table.

"It's half seven in the morning." He groaned. "Go back to bed and try and get some more sleep."

"But I can't daddy, I want to get up." Luke whined.

"Alright." Gwen sighed. When she glanced at Owen, she saw he was looking at her in horror. She winked at him and turned back to Luke. "Just come and have a cuddle before we get up."

Luke crawled in between them and snuggled up to Gwen. She pulled the duvet up and over him. As she wrapped one arm around him, she ran her other hand through his hair. Owen grinned as he watched Luke try to fight with the closing of his eyelids. Soon they fluttered shut and Luke had drifted off back to sleep.

"That was just sneaky." Owen smiled.

"Yeah, but it worked." Gwen giggled. "He's never woken up this early before. I wonder what's got him so excited."

"It's you. He's missed you and he wants to spend as much time with you as he can. That's why he put up a fight when we tried to put him to bed last night." Owen explained.

Looking down at Luke, she smiled and placed a kiss on his forehead. Owen leant over Luke and caught her lips in a gentle kiss. Keeping one arm around Luke, she wrapped her other arm around Owen's neck, deepening the kiss a little. When she pulled away, they were both grinning.

"Come on, we've not got a lot of time before Luke or Lucy wakes up again so we should probably use that time to get as much sleep as we can." Gwen told him.

"Good idea." He nodded.

Just as they lay back down, Lucy's cries sounded over the baby monitor. Owen groaned and covered his face with a pillow. Though tired, Gwen was suddenly excited and slightly anxious about getting to know her baby girl a little better. She gently prised Luke from her and made her way into Lucy's room.

Her little face was screwed up as she cried.

"It's ok, mummy's here darling." Gwen whispered, opening the curtains before walking over to the cot. Lucy's cries stopped and were reduced to whimpers as she sensed someone in the room, finally giving her the attention she needed. Her big green eyes peered up at Gwen. "Morning." Gwen smiled.

She scooped Lucy up into her arms and pressed a kiss to her cheek. Owen entered the room and wrapped his arm around Gwen's waist.

"Luke's gone downstairs. He woke up a few seconds after you left." He sighed.

"Well the sooner the better I suppose. We'll get more time with the kids." She told him.

"Anywhere in particular you want to take them?" Owen asked as they made their way down to the kitchen.

"I don't know." She shrugged.

Luke was sat at the kitchen table waiting for them, swinging his legs as he hummed a random tune to himself. Gwen smiled at him fondly.

"Are we going out today?" He asked.

"We might be." She answered. Turning to Owen, she handed Lucy to him. "What does everyone want for breakfast?"

"Toast please." Luke replied.

"Yeah, same for me thanks." Owen yawned as he sat at the table and placed Lucy in her carry cot.

As she took the bread out of the bread bin, she felt the urge to put on some music. Her iPod stood in it's station on the kitchen top. She turned it on and flicked to her recently played playlist, too tired to go through all her songs and pick one to listen to. There was one song in the playlist, Neutron Star Collision. She frowned, she'd listened to more than the one song last time she'd used it.

"Owen, have you listened to this recently?" She asked, throwing bread into the toaster.

When she turned to look at him, she saw he was looking away embarrassed.

"A little…when I was on my own…it's our song so…when I listened to it…I'd close my eyes and I'd see us together again." He admitted.

Silently, she walked over to him and pulled him out of his chair. She put her arms around his waist and kissed him lovingly.

"I can't wait to marry you again." She whispered.

He smiled and kissed her again before letting her go back to finish making breakfast. She hit play on her iPod on the way past and sang along as she buttered the toast. When she handed Luke and Owen their toast, she set about making the baby formula for Lucy.

After breakfast, Gwen asked Owen to take Luke and Lucy upstairs to get them ready.

"Have you thought about where you want to go then?" He asked.

"No there's…just something I need to do." She answered.

He waited to see if she'd say anything else but she didn't. She watched him leave the kitchen with the children before grabbing her phone.

Dialling Jack's number, she bit her bottom lip anxiously. She knew Owen wanted to find his parents to see if they'd changed but she was afraid of him getting hurt. She needed to find out for herself before she let Owen find out for himself.

Jack picked up the phone after the third ring.

"Hey Gwen. How's everything going?" Jack's voice asked, concerned.

"Hey Jack, everything's fine. In fact it's more than fine. Owen's asked me to marry him again." She told him, beaming.

"That's brilliant." He laughed.

"Yeah…listen, Jack could you do me a favour?" She asked.

"Yeah sure. What is it?" He answered.

"I'd do it myself but we're not coming in today because we're going to spend some time with the kids. You see…Owen wants his parents at the wedding…but I don't want him to get hurt so…could you find out where they are for me? Don't tell Owen. I just want to know what they've been doing these past couple of years, maybe they've tried to find him." She explained.

"I really don't think I should. It's up to Owen to do this in his own time." Jack told her.

"I know but…this is important to him and I just want him to be happy. Please Jack." She begged.

She waited a few seconds and heard him sigh.

"I'll see what I can do." He mumbled.

"Thanks Jack." She smiled. "Oh and…please don't tell anyone about this. I don't want Owen finding out yet. I just have this bad feeling it's not going to turn out the way he wants it to."

"Don't worry, I won't say anything." Jack reassured her.

"Thanks again. Call me if you find anything and I'll see you tomorrow." She said.

"See you tomorrow." Jack replied.

She put the phone down and made her way upstairs to get herself ready. Owen came out of Luke's room just as she was about to go into theirs.

"Did you do that thing you needed to do?" He asked.

"Hmm…oh yeah." She nodded.

He frowned as she turned and walked into their room.