biancurath: returns? They didn't go anywhere. No I was just missing a word.
Future fic.
She was only four years old but Anwen had just saved Jack's life. Jack struggled with how to thank her and tell her to be more careful at the same time. Oh Gwen is going to kill me, he thought.
Anwen looked at him curiously. "You don't care about danger," she said.
"I'm immortal," he replied. "And your too young to be doing Torchwood stuff." He sighed. "But the important thing is that your OK."
Anwen shook her head. "No the important thing is that your OK."