Martha walked up the stairs to the tourist office. Owen had decided she could open up for a few hours, as long as she kept her earpiece in and called him if she didn't feel well.

"I promise, Owen, I just need to do something," said Martha, smiling.

"Just don't overdo it up there, Martha," he said.

"I won't."

Martha left Owen sitting at his workstation and Tosh at hers. As soon as the door rolled closed, Owen was up and crossing to Tosh's workstation.

"God, I've missed you," he said as he bent his head to kiss her.

"Owen, not here," she whispered, but opened her mouth to him as his lips touched hers.

Their lips parted and he walked behind her and began to massage her shoulders. Tosh had pinned her hair up that morning because she had been running diagnostics on the mainframe computer and that involved fiddling around with loads of wires and her hair tended to get caught on them. His fingers touched the nape of her neck and she shivered. As he massaged her shoulders, Owen allowed his fingers to roam down her back and occasionally they slipped over her shoulders to the soft skin just above her breast line. Every time he touched her bare skin she shivered and giggled.

"What's wrong?" he asked as she giggled again.

"Nothing, it's just that every time you touch me it sends a shiver down my spine, that's all," she said, relaxing against the back of her chair as Owen's hands massaged all the knots from her muscles.

"Owen," she said, tipping her head back to look at him.

"Yes, Tosh?"

"Do you think Martha will be alright on her own tonight?" she asked him, smiling at him.

"Probably, but I don't want to risk leaving her for too long," he said, bending down and kissing her lips.

"I need to be with you," she hissed as their lips parted.

"I need you, too," he whispered.

Before Tosh could reply, Martha's voice came over the airwaves into their earpieces.

"Tosh, Can you hear me?"

"Yes, I'm here Martha, what's wrong?" she asked, suddenly really concerned for her friend.

"Nothing, I feel fine, I was just wondering if I could borrow your car for a while."

"Where do you want to go? I could drive you," said Tosh.

"I need to go back to your flat, I just want to rest for a while. Would that be alright?" she asked.

"Of course, give me 10 minutes and I'll meet you by the car," she said and looked at Owen, who nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Tosh," said Martha.

Tosh pressed the button on her earpiece to turn it off and looked at Owen.

"She will be alright, won't she?"

"She'll be fine. She wants to rest, which is what she needs. I'll walk to your car with you and make sure she's alright," he said as he spun Tosh's chair round so that she was facing him.

"I love you," she said softly.

"I love you, too, Tosh and I'm really sorry I didn't say it before," said Owen, as he knelt in front of her and slid his arms round her slender waist.

"You've said it now and that's what matters" she whispered as his lips met hers and her arms encircled his neck, pulling him closer to her.

Upstairs in the office, Martha was sitting at the small desk in the front of the tourist office. She was talking to a young couple that had just walked through the door. They were looking for some tourist sites to visit. Martha recommended the Millennium Stadium and showed them some pamphlets they had in the office. Although Ianto had told her this office was a front for Torchwood Cardiff, it was important to keep all the pamphlets up to date as people did occasionally drop in.

"I must say I expected this place to be run by a Welsh person" said the gentleman.

"I know, I just started here but I promise you won't be disappointed with these places, the Millennium Stadium at the moment is hosting the rugby internationals and also some concerts."

"Well, thank you for these, we'll certainly check out a few of them," he said as he steered his wife to the door.

Martha stood up and stretched as she walked over to the door and flicked up the catch. She turned over the sign in the door so that it now read,

'CLOSED'

She went out of the back door that led directly into the underground garage and waited patiently by Tosh's car.

Back in the Hub, Tosh pulled out of Owen's embrace.

"What's wrong?" he asked her.

"Nothing, I don't want to keep Martha waiting in the garage; it's not exactly warm in there," she said, standing up.

"Come on, I'll walk you up" he said and slipped an arm round her waist. Toshiko leant into him and smiled.

When Tosh and Owen reached the underground garage, they found her leaning against the car with her hands on her stomach. Tosh was immediately at her side.

"Is everything ok?" she asked.

"Everything is fine, Tosh, she's just moving about a bit that's all," said Martha, smiling.

She took Tosh's hand and placed it on her stomach so she could feel the baby moving.

"Oh wow, that's fantastic," said Tosh.

Martha smiled.

Tosh unlocked the car and Owen helped Martha get in the passenger seat. Tosh was about to start the engine when her private cell phone rang.

"Toshiko Sato," she said into the phone.

"Toshiko, it's Hiroshi."

"Hiroshi, I'm sorry I forgot to call everything has been a little hectic at the office."

"That's not why I phoned, little sister, the kimonos you asked me to make are finished."

"Hiroshi thank you so much, I'll come by the house this afternoon and pick them up."

"I'll be waiting, little sister, I have someone I'd like you to meet," said her brother.

"Hiroshi, not again," she said, smiling.

"You are my little sister, come by and will tell you about him, he's a very nice man from a good Japanese family."

"Hiroshi, I know you are my brother but stop trying to get me married off."

"But Toshiko, I promised our mother I would take care of you."

"I know, but I don't need your help in my social life, Hiroshi," she said, smiling at Owen.

"Just come, little sister. I have missed you."

"I've missed you too, brother, I have an errand to run, then I will be at the house in, say, an hour," she said, shaking her head in disbelief at her brother.

"I look forward to your visit Toshiko," he said and hung up.

Tosh turned to Martha.

"I'm sorry, Martha. I'll drop you back at the flat but then I have to rush off to my brother's place," she said.

"That's fine, I just feel like I need to lie down on a proper bed and get some sleep."

"Just promise you'll call the Hub if you need anything," said Owen.

"Are you going to be here then?" asked Martha.

"Yes, I'm on duty for the weekend. Unfortunately," he answered.

"But if I do leave for some reason you can get hold of me on this," he said and handed her a card with his cell number on it.

"Ok thanks, Owen, but I'm sure I'll be fine," she said, taking the card and slipping it in her purse.

"I'll be back sometime this afternoon, Owen, I've got some work I need to finish."

"All right Tosh, I'll be here," he said smiling.

Tosh started the car and drove out of the underground garage. She drove Martha back to her flat, which she now shared with her.

"Have you thought of any names for the baby yet?" asked Tosh.

"No, I haven't got a clue, I was going to talk to Jack about it."

"Why Jack?" asked Tosh, confused.

"Didn't he tell you?" she asked.

"No, tell me what?"

"I asked Jack if he would consent to put his name on her birth certificate, I don't want 'Father Unknown' on it."

"And he agreed to that?" said Tosh. She was a little taken aback but not really surprised, that was the sort of person Jack was.

"Yes, he did," said Martha, biting down the urge to tell Tosh the rest.

Tosh pulled up outside their flat and helped Martha out of the car.

"I'll come up with you, I need to grab a few things and change my clothes," said Tosh.

Twenty minutes later, Martha was settled on her bed with a coffee.

Tosh had changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She had also packed a small overnight bag that now laid waiting by the front door; she wasn't planning on returning to the flat that night.

"I don't know what time I'll be back Martha, make yourself at home and just relax. You have all our numbers if you need us," she said as she stuck her head in Martha's room.

"I'll be fine, Tosh, you have work to do," she said, smiling at her friend.

Tosh nodded and left. She picked up the bag as she walked out the front door, closing it quietly behind her.

Tosh was almost at her brother's house when she changed her mind and headed for the Hub instead. She slipped her earpiece in.

"Owen can you hear me?" she said out loud.

"What's wrong Tosh?" he answered.

"Nothing. Can you meet outside in 3 minutes?"

"Of course, I'm heading up now." He left the workstation and headed up using the lift.

As he stepped off the lift he saw Tosh waiting by her car. He smiled and walked over to her.

"What's wrong?" he asked again.

"Nothing. I was just wondering if you'd like to come visit my brother with me," she asked nervously.

"I'd love to but what about the Hub?"

"It's fine, I can instruct the computer to notify me of any Rift activity" she said, smiling.

"Please Owen, I want you to meet my brother," she said slipping her hand into his.

Owen leant into her and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"Then of course I'll come. I'd like to meet your brother, but we'd better use the SUV, just in case," he said.

Tosh nodded and climbed back into her car. Owen slipped in beside her and she drove back to the garage, where they changed vehicles. Tosh went to get into the passenger side of the SUV.

"Thought you always wanted to drive," said Owen.

"You never let me, you always say that if I drove and there was an emergency you'd jump in and everything would be in wrong place," she said looking at him.

"Yeah ,well I can change my mind, can't I?" he said as he changed sides with her.

Tosh smiled and slipped behind the wheel. She started the SUV and sped off out of the garage.

"Jesus Christ, Tosh!" said Owen as the wheels screeched onto the road.

"What?" she said, laughing at his face.

"And I thought Jack's driving was bad," he said as his head hit the window when Tosh sped round the corner.

"Ouch!" he said as he hit his head again.

"Tosh for crying out loud will you slow down?" he screamed, rubbing his head.

"I'm sorry," she said and slowed down to a more sedate 60mph.

"We're here," she said as she screeched the SUV to a halt outside a really nice house on the outskirts of Cardiff.

The door was immediately opened as a rather good-looking Japanese man came down the steps towards the SUV.

"Toshiko, where did you learn to drive?" he said as he pulled Tosh into his arms and kissed her cheek.

"Why brother, do you forget you taught me?" she said, smiling.

Tosh pulled herself out of her brother's embrace and grabbed Owen's hand.

"Hiroshi, I'd like you to meet Doctor Owen Harper," she said, pulling him to her side.

"Owen, this is my brother Hiroshi," she said as she slipped her arm round Owen's waist.

Hiroshi held out his hand, Owen smiled as he shook it.

"So, little one, this is why you asked me to stop trying to find you a husband," he said, smiling.

"Hiroshi, I know you love me, but please leave my love life to me," she said as she followed her brother into the house.

She paused at the front door and slipped off her shoes. She turned to Owen.

"Owen, my brother's house is a traditional Japanese family home, no shoes are worn past here," she said.

Owen nodded and slipped off his own shoes, leaving them next Tosh's on the doorstep.

He followed her into the house. He looked around him. The house looked like a normal American family house until he entered a room behind Tosh. He stood in stunned silence gripping her waist. The room was completely white, with only a very low table set in the centre of the room. Tosh's brother Hiroshi motioned for them to sit at the table.

Owen was unsure of what to do, he looked at Tosh.

"Its ok, Owen, relax, just kneel at the table," she said, gently lowering herself to the floor, neatly tucking her legs under her.

Owen copied her; it wasn't as easy as it looked. It was very uncomfortable sitting on his knees.

Hiroshi laughed.

"Owen, you may sit with your legs crossed if you'd prefer. My sister and I are used to the Japanese way."

"Thank you, Hiroshi," he said as he altered his position to sit with his legs crossed.

It still wasn't comfortable, but it was better than kneeling. Owen shifted around until he was about as comfortable as he was going to get.

"Toshiko, will you prepare the tea please?" asked Hiroshi.

"Hiroshi, not the tea ceremony," she moaned.

"Toshiko, Owen is a guest in the house, we must perform the ceremony for him."

"Hiroshi, it's not necessary," said Tosh.

"But Toshiko," he argued.

"Hiroshi, please not today. I'll prepare the tea but not for the ceremony," she said, getting up from the floor.

"Very well, little one, I will fetch the kimonos for you," he said and disappeared through a sliding door at the other end of the room.

"Tosh, what's the tea ceremony?" asked Owen once they were alone.

"A very boring and completely unnecessary Japanese custom, we'll be here all afternoon if I let him do it."

"What's it for?"

"It can be done for any reason, but my dearest brother finds any excuse to get me dressed in traditional clothes and perform the ceremony for guests."

"I've never seen you in traditional Japanese clothing," he said, smiling.

"Another time, Owen, we don't have time today," she said as she poured hot water into a delicate china teapot and placed it on the centre of the table.

Hiroshi came back into the room carrying two exquisite looking kimonos.

"Those are beautiful," said Owen as Hiroshi showed Toshiko the garments he had made.

"They're perfect. Thank you Hiroshi," she said as she hugged him.

"I am very surprised you did not ask me for one for Owen," he said, smiling knowingly at his little sister.

"Hiroshi, Owen and I haven't been together very long."

"So this is not the Owen Harper you talk so much about," he said, winking at Owen.

"Brother, are you trying to embarrass me on purpose?" she said, going red.

"Of course, little one, is that not what older brothers are for?" he said, laughing.

"Could you wrap those for me Hiroshi? The tea is nearly ready."

Hiroshi nodded and disappeared through the door again.

"Tosh, who are those for?" asked Owen.

"I asked Hiroshi to make them for Jack and Ianto," she said, smiling and sitting down next to him.

She leant forward and gently kissed him. He slipped an arm round her waist as he opened his mouth to her kiss. Their lips parted as Hiroshi re-entered the room and cleared his throat. Tosh pulled away from Owen.

"Sorry, brother," she said.

"Do you love my sister ,Owen Harper?" he asked.

"Yes Hiroshi, I do very much," said Owen a little nervously.

"Then you have my blessings, watch over her and protect her," he said.

"I will, I promise."

Hiroshi placed two beautiful Japanese boxes on the floor by his sister.

"Are you ready for the tea Hiroshi?" she asked.

"Yes, little one, I will be back in a minute," he said.

Toshiko knelt forward and poured the tea into small delicate little tea bowls. She passed one to Owen and showed him how to hold the bowl in cupped hands. Hiroshi reappeared and took his seat opposite his sister at the table. Toshiko poured his tea.

"Thank you, little one," he said, bowing his head to her slightly as he accepted the cup from her.

"Hiroshi, can I ask why you call Tosh little one?" asked Owen.

"Because it annoys me," said Tosh, smiling at her brother.

"I call Toshiko little one because she is my little sister; it's just because I love her."

"And because you know I don't like it Hiroshi, I'm not five years old anymore," she said.

"But you will always be my little one," he said tenderly.

Toshiko could never be mad at her brother. When their parents had died, she was all he had and he had brought her up. For that she would always be thankful.

"Yes brother," she said.

"Will you be staying for dinner?" asked Hiroshi.

"I'm afraid I can't, Hiroshi, we have to get back to work."

"Your nieces will be very upset they missed you, Toshiko."

"I miss them too, brother, but we have to return to work," she said.

"Very well, sister, but I will expect you and Owen for dinner during the week," he said.

"If we can make it Hiroshi," she said, smiling.

Tosh replaced her cup in the centre of the table and stood up. Owen followed her and took the packages from her.

"I'll take these to the SUV," he said.

"Thank you," she said and kissed him quickly.

"Toshiko, a minute before you leave," said Hiroshi.

"I'll wait in the SUV," said Owen. He bowed slightly to Hiroshi.

"Good to meet you Hiroshi," he said.

"You too, Owen Harper," said Hiroshi.

Owen left Toshiko to talk to her brother and went out to the Torchwood SUV. He decided he was driving back to the Hub, his head still hurt from being smacked on the glass on the way here. He moved the seat back to accommodate his long legs and made himself comfortable behind the wheel as he waited for Tosh.

"Are you sure about this Hiroshi?" said Tosh.

"Little one, you love him too, yes?"

"Yes, brother, I do".

"Then this is for him from your family," he said, handing her the mound of silk.

"At least let me pay you for it, brother."

"Do not insult me by offering money, little one."

"I meant no insult, but this is your business; you can't just give this Owen," she said, trying to argue with her older brother.

"I want him to have it, Toshiko, now please do not argue."

"Thank you," she said as she hugged her brother.

Owen closed his eyes as he waited for Tosh. They snapped back open when Tosh's Rift monitor went off. He picked it up.

'Multiple emergency calls, strange lights over the bay. Local police asking for assistance.'

"Shit," he said out loud.

He pressed the button on his earpiece to activate it.

"Tosh, we gotta go" he said.

"Coming, Owen," she answered.

Hiroshi looked at her.

"It's Owen, Hiroshi, blue tooth" she said pointing to the strange earpiece.

"Toshiko! We got to go NOW!" he said again.

"Bye brother, I'll call you about dinner," she said as she ran from the house.

"What's up?" she said, jumping into the back of the car with the silk kimono in her arms.

"Strange sightings over the bay," he said as he roared off, back towards the Hub.