Owen was used to the strange and unusual coming into Three.

However, he never felt what he did when he met the two sisters before. It wasn't sexual and it wasn't like his broken soulmate bond. No...instead it felt different.

They were eating lunch when he spoke up, "Alright we have to talk about the elephant in the room."

He watched as the woman named Hari's hands flew to her nose then her ears before she let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness it wasn't me, there isn't space in here for an elephant."

Gwen looked across the table incredulously at the woman while Owen let out a chuckle even not wholly understanding what she meant.

The woman with the pale blonde hair almost silver hair turned toward her sister with a smile, "I believe he's talking about us figuratively."

Owen watched as Ianto's eyes followed the women's movements curiously.

"Oh, well I'm Hari…" The emerald eyed lady glanced toward their noble leader with a questioning gaze.

Jack cleared his throat, "She's my soulmate."

Gwen's mouth gaped open before she snapped it shut and Owen smirked as he saw the obvious disappointment flash through her features. She was always far too obvious regarding her desires.

The doctor's brows furrowed, sure he had read up on Jack's file that he was a gray mark like himself.

"Our dimension didn't have soulmarks. Luna and I, though, found out we had life mates somewhere waiting for us once we came of age."

His scientific mind was sent awhirl. Owen wondered how many gray marks who never met their soulmates could have their others in different dimensions.

Luna's wistful voice answered his thoughts, "Not many. Hari and I were a special case."

Owen's dark eyes widened before narrowing, "How?"

"We have a bond, brother."

"Brother?" Ianto spoke up.

Silver hair bounced as her head nodded, "Yes, Owen is a brother to Hari and I. Just as Hari and I are sisters but not by blood." She turned her head back toward him, her head tilted to the side, "Surely you felt it, the bonds of family?"

The dark haired man could and he could not help the small surge of hope and tingle of dread. For family had been something that was always that was double-edged to him, an uncaring mother and a dead soulmate.

This time it was Hari that spoke, "Take your time Owen, we'll be here when you need us."