Owen made his excuses and went to check on Martha. When he entered medical she was laying awake looking at the wall.
"Martha" he said gently
"Oh hi Owen"
"Anything wrong?" he asked
"I don't know, I haven't felt her move for a couple of hours"
"Why didn't you call me?" he said rushing to her side
"Lets do a scan and find out what's going on," he said as he helped Martha roll onto her back and he readied the scanner
"Do you want Jack and Ianto in here"?
Martha shook her head
"Just tell me she's alright," said Martha with tears in her eyes

Owen scanned her abdomen and studied the screen as he slowly ran the scanner over her; his normal face broke into a massive grin
"Martha she's fine, just asleep," he said
"You mean"
"Labour has stopped at least for now, she's fine, and I'd like to keep the drip going overnight though"
"You sure she's ok"
Owen nodded and suddenly found himself kissing her
"Oh god, sorry" he said pulling away
"Its ok, I don't know what to say Owen, you saved my baby's life"
Owen smiled he was just about to switch off the scanner when he spotted something on the corner of the screen
"Hold on that's not right" he said moving the scanner to what he'd seen
"Owen, I know its there"
"Martha?" he asked
"Owen, promise me you won't tell the others" she pleaded
"Martha is that what I think it is?" he said looking closely at the screen
"It's a tumour, Owen when the time comes you're going to have to cut this baby out of me"
"No, you can give birth if you want to"
"Owen you know I can't, I know as well as you do where that tumour is. If I go into established labour there's a chance the cord could wrap around it, my baby could die"
"So could you if I attempt a c-section"
"Owen promise me, do the section as soon as she's grown enough"
"That's why you came here to Jack isn't it"
Martha started to sob and nodded
"It showed on the scan I had done when I was 3months, they told me to abort the pregnancy and have chemotherapy but I couldn't, I know I'm going to die Owen just promise me you'll do the operation, I want to hold my baby before I die"
"But Martha"
"Owen please, I realise you don't know me but please, I've already spoken to Jack he and Ianto have agreed to take care of her if something happens to me"
"But they don't know the truth" he said sitting on the side of the bed
"No and you can't tell them"
"No but you should, you can't trick them into bringing up a child"
"There is no one else Owen"
"What about your family, Jack always said you were close to them"
"The man that did this to me is married to my sister, when I accused him of rape they turned their backs on me"
"Oh Martha" he said and took her in his arms
"Promise me Owen please," she sobbed as she held onto him
"Alright I promise, I won't tell them"
"Tosh was right," she said as she layback down
"Tosh right about what?"
"She said I could trust you, above everyone here she said that you would take care of everything"
"Did she?" said Owen
"Can I ask you something?" said Martha
"Ok"
"Why don't you know Tosh is there"?
"I don't understand," said Owen puzzled
"She loves you Owen and you don't even know she's there half the time"
"She doesn't love me," he said laughing
"Owen, do you remember kissing her 2 years ago on Christmas Eve"
"Yes, we were all pissed"
"She wasn't, she can remember everything that led to that kiss"
"Oh Christ, I flirted with her"
Martha nodded

"She really loves you Owen and you're screwing around with Gwen in front of her, its killing her"
"I didn't know," he said suddenly every bit the arsehole Jack was always telling him he was
"Talk to her Owen, get to know her"
"Martha I "
"Owen just go out and there and look at her, I mean really look at her and then tell yourself you don't like what you see"
"But"
"Owen I need some sleep" she said and closed her eyes

Owen left medical and went straight to his desk, Gwen tried flirting with him as usual. But he couldn't get what Martha had told him out of his head, he suddenly wasn't interested in screwing Gwen anymore.
"Fuck off Gwen" he said as he sat down.
"Fine" she slopped off to the kitchen

Jack and Ianto were sitting on the sofa, in each other's arms, eyes closed but not asleep. Blissfully happy.
Owen tried to type his reports from the Weevil hunts but he couldn't. He could see Tosh from the corner of his eye; he glanced up at her and looked at her. For the first time he really looked, her pretty Asian face in a grimace as she frantically typed calculations into her computer. The way she stretched her back and tried to rub the tension from her own shoulders. The way she rolled her shoulders in a kind of massage to keep the muscles from contracting.

"I'm calling it a night," said Gwen looking hopefully at Owen
"Yeah night Gwen" he said looking back at his computer screen, hoping she hadn't caught him looking at Tosh.
Gwen grumbled something and headed downstairs to the set of rooms that were kept for the team to sleep in if they couldn't go home for one reason or another.

Owen turned back to his screen and began typing his report; he still had to do the autopsy on the kid killed by the Weevil. He found himself watching Toshiko again; she licked her lips and picked up her coffee cup. She downed the cold coffee and pulled a face. Owen jumped up and picked up his own cup
"Coffee Tosh" he said crossing the space between them
"Erm yes thanks Owen"
He took her cup from her outstretched hand, as he did his fingers brushed hers and for a split millisecond they looked at each other, Tosh looked away and cleared her throat nervously.
Owen went into the kitchen and started on the coffee. This new machine was easier than the last one, but Jack still wasn't allowed to use it. Not that he ever had to, Ianto had an uncanny way of knowing exactly when Jack and the rest of the team needed a coffee.

He headed back to the hub with 2 fresh coffees, he glanced across to the sofa, it was empty.
"They've gone to bed," said Tosh without looking up from her computer screen
"Oh" he said and walked towards her, he found himself looking at her lips. God she was beautiful why hadn't he ever noticed before. He suddenly felt sorry for her, Martha had been right he'd been screwing around with Gwen in front of her and the others. He had the gall to call Ianto names, Tosh had more reason to hate him than anyone in here but she was Tosh she never stayed angry with anyone for long it was against her nature. He smiled as he approached her workstation and she looked up, taken aback that he smiled, she hurriedly smiled back.
"Here you go" he said and handed her the coffee cup
"Thanks Owen" she said taking a sip before putting it down, she turned her attention back to her screen and tried to stretch out her back again.
"Here let me," said Owen suddenly, he put down his cup next to hers and stood behind her. He gently began to massage her shoulders

"You don't have to" she said
"Oh god that's fantastic," she added as Owen began to work the knots from her shoulders
"Christ Tosh, you're so tense" he said massaging her shoulders, trying his best not to pull her long hair as he did so. He spotted a hair clip on her desk and reached for it
"Owen"
"Ssshhh" he said as he gently wound her hair into a knot and clipped her long hair away from her shoulders and leaving her neck bare.

He tenderly touched the nape of her neck as he massaged her shoulders, he gradually felt her relax under his hands. She leant back in her chair and let Owen work his magic on her tense muscles, she'd dreamed of Owen touching her for years and now here he was giving her a massage in the hub. His fingers grazed the back of her neck and she shivered, he stopped
"Tosh you alright"
"Perfectly, don't stop Owen that feels so good"

He smiled behind her and began his massage again; he could stay here for hours. He realised as he rubbed her shoulders that he did feel something for her, more than just friendship. He found himself wondering what she would be like in bed, and then mentally pushed it away. If she loved him then they would do this at her speed, he was not going to risk hurting her by dragging her off to his bed and shagging her for the sake of it. Besides he had to get rid of Gwen, since Rhys left she was clinging to him like a limpet he'd actually had to dump her outside her flat the other night. He didn't do fulltime relationships. At least not at the moment. He looked at Tosh' neck as he massaged, it was so soft and silky the colour of milk chocolate. Tosh closed her eyes, completely relaxed under Owens magic hands; this was easily the best massage she'd ever had. He seemed to know exactly to touch her and how to get her stubborn muscles to relax. Owen finally had to pull himself away and stop the massage before he lost control and did something he'd never forgive himself for.

"That feel better" he said taking his reluctant hands from the most beautiful shoulders they'd ever touched
"It feels fantastic, thank you Owen," she said turning to him with a smile on her face that made his stomach lurch
"Anytime Tosh" he said and picking up his coffee went back to his workstation
"And I mean that" he added as he started on a report. He kept looking up and glancing over at her.

Tosh meanwhile was trying to slow her heart rate down. It was beating wildly; Owen had just given her the best massage she'd ever had. Her whole body was tingling from his touch. She tried desperately to concentrate on her screen. She was searching the records for any trace of Michael's sister.

She found herself thinking what it would like to kiss Owen, really kiss him not the drunken kiss she'd already experienced. Her brother had tried to introduce her to some men, he wanted his little sister happily married but she wasn't interested. She loved her job, so much that she'd forgo love and happiness if she had to. She wasn't the kind of woman to have one-night stands so she lived without. She was doing ok, apart from shagging an alien that time. But then this was Torchwood they'd all done it at one time. She smiled to herself and slipped a disc into the drive. She leant back in her chair, closed her eyes and concentrated on the voice that came through her speakers.

Owen watched her with her eyes closed. He listened to the music she was playing
"Who the hell is that?" he said, not realising he'd said it out loud until Tosh answered him
"Sorry Owen I'll turn it down"
"No leave it, don't recognise the voice, who is it?"
"It doesn't matter," she said switching it off. She stood up and left the hub
"Tosh where you going its gone midnight"
She didn't answer him