Tosh and Gwen sat at their workstations, neither doing any work. They kept glancing towards medical; waiting for any news on Martha and her unborn child. Tosh was dreading the day she would have to say goodbye to Martha, she'd become really close to her since she moved into her flat. It was good to have someone else there sometimes. She smiled when she thought of Owen, she needed everyone to know about them and be happy. She made a mental note to talk to Owen about it when they went out that evening.

Owen looked at the computer screen and smiled to himself. Little Rhiannon's lungs were strong enough, now he had to scan the growth and decide whether or not it was urgently required to remove her from the safety of Martha's womb. He wanted to leave her there as long as he could; the longer she could stay there safely the stronger she'd be when the time came that she could no longer remain inside her mother safely. He blinked away the tears that threatened to fall as the thought came to the front of his mind that as soon as he delivered baby Rhiannon he was signing a certain death certificate for her mother. He turned to face Martha, Jack and Ianto.

"Well," said Martha.

"The test shows she is strong enough to survive outside the womb," he said quietly.

"Well, this is it then?" said Martha taking her deep breath as tears appeared in her eyes.

"No it's not; I'm not willing to do the C-section until it is absolutely necessary," he said, coming to stand at her side.

"You promised that as soon as she was strong enough you'd deliver her," said Martha.

"Martha, as soon as I deliver her, I'm signing your death warrant; and that I won't do that unless I have to."

"Owen, you promised" she said.

"I know and I'll keep my promise, but I will not deliver her until she cannot survive inside you any longer. Now relax and let me scan the growth," he said and picked up the small scanner again.

Twenty minutes later Owen put the scanner down on the table and pulled up a chair.

"What can you see?" she asked

"The growth is definitely getting bigger, but at the moment there is no rush to deliver Rhiannon. I would like to scan you everyday from now on though so I can keep a close eye on it."

Martha nodded.

Owen stood up and turned to Jack.

"I'm going to get some air," he said and practically ran from the medical room and through the hub.

Tosh jumped as Owen whirled past her and out the door of the hub.

"OWEN," she called, but he didn't answer.

Tosh followed him outside. He leant up against the railings that sat at the edge of the bay.

"Owen," she said gently as she slipped her tiny arm round his shoulders. Then, without warning, he turned and laid his head on her shoulder and cried.

"What is it Owen?" she asked quietly as she gently stroked Owen's hair.

"She's going to die, Tosh, and there's nothing I can do to stop it," he sobbed.

"How long?" she whispered.

"Two, maybe three days, then I have no choice but to deliver Rhiannon. But in doing it I'm going to kill Martha," he sobbed, his crying becoming more and more hysterical.

"I can't do it Tosh, I can't kill her," he said suddenly, lifting his head and wiping his eyes.

"Owen she knows she's going to die, it's her decision. She wants you to deliver the baby here, not in some hospital. Martha wants all of us there," said Tosh as the tears now appeared in her own eyes.

"It doesn't make it any easier, Tosh," he said simply.

"I know it doesn't, Owen. All we can do is be there for her and for Jack and Ianto when she's gone; they'll need all our help with Rhiannon," she took a step forward and stood on her tip toe and placed a gentle kiss to Owen's lips.

Owen pulled Tosh to him and kissed her.

"I love you, you know that," he said as their lips parted.

"I know," she said and slipped her arm round his waist.

***

Gwen stared at the CCTV footage in front of her.

"Why didn't he just tell me?" she said to herself as she saw Owen and Tosh kissing on the Plas outside. She quickly switched the monitor off as they turned and walked arm in arm back towards the hub.

***

"You sure about this, Tosh?" asked Owen as she grasped his hand and they walked into the hub

"I don't care what the others think anymore, I can't bear not touching you when I want to," she said, smiling.

As Owen and Tosh walked into the hub, Gwen was putting on her coat.

"I'm off home, let me know about Martha" she said and walked straight past them. Tosh could see the tears in her eyes and went to go after her.

"Leave her, Tosh."

"She's upset, Owen."

"She'll be alright, Tosh, she just needs some time," he said.

"Who needs time?" said Jack, coming out of medical, then stopping as he noticed Tosh and Owen holding hands.

"When did this happen?" he said, nodding towards their joined hands.

"Erm, the night we thought Martha might lose the baby," said Owen.

"And you've managed to keep it a secret for that long? You two are good," he said, smiling.

"It's not quite a secret, Martha knows," said Tosh.

"But I didn't and I'm supposed to know everything that goes on around here," he said, smiling.

Owen changed the subject.

"How's Martha doing?"

"She's asleep. Ianto is sitting with her," said Jack.

Owen turned to Tosh

"Could you keep an eye on Martha for me, Tosh? I need to speak to Jack and Ianto."

Tosh nodded, she gave his hand a gentle squeeze and walked into medical. A couple of minutes later Ianto came out.

Owen took a deep breath.

"Let's go in the conference room" he said and turned. Jack and Ianto followed him.

"Alright Owen what's going on?" said Jack, closing the door behind him.

"Jack, sit down. You too, Ianto," he said, looking at them both.

Jack sat down in his seat as Ianto pulled his next to Jack and took his hand in his.

"It's Martha isn't it?" said Ianto.

"Yes, I didn't exactly tell the whole truth earlier," he said leaning against the doorframe.

"How long?" said Jack.

"Two to three days and that's just a guess, but it won't be any longer than that. The tumour has attached itself to the placenta, if I leave her in there much longer it will eat into the placenta."

Tears appeared in Jack's eyes

"I'm sorry Jack but there's nothing I can do. I'm going to call my friend at the Cardiff Royal and let her know we'll be bringing in a newborn in the next couple of days."

"Won't she ask questions?" asked Ianto.

Owen shook his head.

"No, I've already told her to expect a call; she'll take care of Rhiannon, no questions asked."

Jack nodded.

"I'll tell Martha in the morning, let her sleep for tonight."

Owen nodded.

"You do realize, Jack, that as soon as I start the C-section, she will start bleeding and there's nothing I can do to stop it. She's going to bleed to death within the hour."

"As long as she survives long enough to see her daughter, that's all she wants," he said as the tears fell.

Ianto leant over and pulled him into his arms. Owen quietly left the room and went into medical.