Gwen awoke to the smell of tea and roses. It was refreshing considering what she had recently been through. She looked around her noting that she was in the Hub infirmary and was wearing a hospital gown. She felt her side which still ached with pain. She had tried to recall what had happened.

She remembered Suzie and Bilis. She remembered seeing Jack's face through the glass and her splitting into ten. She was in pain. And then there was light. A lot of light. A lot of blinding light and a crack. She remembered reaching out trying to hold on to anything, but everything around her disappeared and then she was on the ground in a park. A park?

"Hello there," said a sweet voice.

Gwen turned over to see a blonde woman standing in front of her.

"Are you feeling better?"

Gwen tried to sit up, but winced from the pain.

"Don't sit up on my account. I'm not royalty," the girl said.

Gwen remembered what Jack's response to a comment like this would be.

"What makes you think I'd get up for royalty?" Gwen grinned.

Rose smiled, "You sounded like someone I used to know. Two people actually."

"Your Rose right? Rose Taylor?"

"Rose Tyler actually."

"Sorry, I think I was only half conscious when you were speaking to me. Speaking of which how long have I been asleep," Gwen asked.

"You've been out for three days."

They were silent for a moment before they both started on their questions.

"What are you-"

"What year is-"

They both began and then only smiled at each other.

"How about we ask each other a question one at a time? You can go first," Rose said.

Gwen smiled and nodded her agreement. Gwen took a deep breath and Rose took a seat next to Gwen.

"What year is it?"

"It's 2009. Why what year are you from?"

"2009, but this doesn't make any sense. I'm in Torchwood Cardiff right?"

"Yes."

"Then how come I've never seen you here before?"

"Wait hold on you work for Torchwood? Torchwood Cardiff?"

Gwen nodded.

"That's impossible my friend Mickey runs Torchwood Cardiff and he's never seen you before."

"Mickey? Mickey who?"

"Mickey Smith."

"That's impossible because Captain Jack Harkness runs Torchwood Cardiff," said Gwen.

All the color drained out of Rose's face at the sound of that name. Rose suddenly put her guard up. This woman had to be playing with her head. Alien, yes, she had to be alien.

"Who are you?" she asked her face getting serious.

"My name is Gwen Cooper."

"And what planet are you from?"

"Earth of course."

"I'll ask again. What planet are you from?"

"Where am I because I'm as sure as hell I'm not in Torchwood Cardiff. What is this a replica, some kind of sick joke Jack's playing?"

"Stop saying that name."

"What the hell is going on Rose?"she asked in frustration.

Rose stood up and backed away wishing she had her gun. Gwen thought for a moment trying to figure this out. None of this seemed right and her head ached as she remembered all of history and then she felt these vibes. They weren't hers though. They were sad and worried vibes.

"Gwen Cooper, if that is your real names, I'm going to ask you again where are you from and what are you doing with a Torchwood I.D?"

"I'm from Cardiff Wales located on the planet Earth and I work for Torchwood or at least I did," said Gwen exasperated and confused.

She just wanted to go back to her Torchwood with Jack and Owen, Tosh and Ianto. She didn't know where she was, but she just felt so frustrated and alone.

"Ah I see the patient has finally awoken," came Owen's voice.

"Owen. Owen! Tell her who I am," Gwen said.

"Sure. You're the girl we picked up three nights ago who almost bled to death and stained the backseat of the SUV," he said.

"Owen this is not funny. Please tell her who I am," said Gwen looking at him pleadingly.

"I'm sorry did I even tell you my name?"

"Hey is she awake yet?" came another voice.

"Martha, please you know me. We met a few times. You travelled with the Doctor and were friends with Jack. Please, tell me what's going on," said Gwen

Martha stared at Gwen dumbfounded at what Gwen had just accused her of. She then turned to Rose and began to whisper. Gwen clutched her head in exasperation. Had she finally lost it? Did she just dream everything up? She couldn't think, she couldn't feel and all she wanted to do was go home. She remembered, but did she just make those things up? And where was Jack? Oh God, how she wished she had Jack here right now. Gwen cried into her hands and sniffled. She wiped her tears away and looked at Martha and Owen who looked at her like she was insane. Rose watched her intently trying to understand what she was playing at.

"Rose are you leaving today for London?" asked Martha suddenly.

Rose looked back to her and shook her head, "No, I want to stay for this case," she said gesturing towards Gwen.

"But won't Torchwood London miss you?"

"Oh God you've got to be kidding," said Gwen suddenly.

All three turned to her waiting for an explanation.

"There is no Torchwood London," Gwen stated though it was no use.

"What makes you say that?" asked Owen suspiciously folding his arms.

"It was destroyed in the Battle of Canary Wharf."

Rose paled again. Impossible she thought. In this world there never was a battle. It had only taken place in…

"Get out," she said.

Owen and Martha stared at her.

"What?" asked Owen.

"Get out now. Owen. Martha. Go," she said not turning to them.

As soon as they were gone Rose locked the door and looked at Gwen who was still teary eyed. Rose walked over to her immediately and took her hand in hers.

"Your name really is Gwen Cooper?"

"Yes."

"Gwen you need to tell me what happened to you?"

"Where am I? Please, I just want to go home," said Gwen still crying. She clutched her head again which seared with pain.

"What do you remember? Please tell me," she said softly.

"I opened the rift. I didn't want to. I was forced and it just hurt. There was so much pain," Gwen wiped her tears and took a deep breath, "I just want to see Jack."

"Jack Harkness?"

"Yes."

"Jack is alive?"

"Yes," and the sudden realization hit Gwen as history replayed in her head, "Did you know Jack?"

"Yes," she said without hesitation.

"You thought he was dead?"

"Yes, but he's alive?"

Gwen nodded and looked deep into Rose's eyes and suddenly flashes of daleks passed her sight along with Rose and a man with large ears, Jack's dead body and a time vortex. Gwen opened her eyes and Rose apparently did the same having seen the same things as Gwen.

"How'd did you do that?" Rose asked.

"I don't know," said Gwen just as stunned.

"Jack's alive because of me isn't he?"

Gwen nodded as the images replayed in her head, "Jack can't die."

They were silent for a moment. Rose stared at the floor and then took a deep breath as she tried to take all of this in.

"Gwen, I'm so sorry."

"What? Why?"

"Gwen you're in a parallel world. I don't know how you got here, but you're here and you can't go back."

"What are you talking about?" Gwen asked starting to get hysterical.

"I'm sorry."

"What do you mean? I'm not…Jack?"

"Jack's in the other world and you're separated."

"I can get back."

"No you can't."

"Yes I can. You don't understand-"

"No, you can't believe me I've tried!"

Gwen stared at her, "You were from my world?"

"Yes and originally I travelled with the Doctor and I-"

Rose turned her head and took a deep breath her hand still in Gwen's. Rose's name suddenly rang a bell. She remembered overhearing Jack talking with Martha about a woman named Rose Tyler. She remembered Martha sounding very jealous as Jack bragged about her. He stopped as he caught her at the door and she made up some excuse about getting more coffee.

"You loved the Doctor," the words flew out of her mouth. Wait how did she know that? Not even Jack had told her that one.

"Yes," said Rose her voice breaking, but Gwen steadied her.

"Rose," Gwen was very serious, "I can get us back."

"Gwen I just told you its-"

"-No you don't understand. The rift is connected through all space and time and there was a crack in it. The smallest crack but it's still there I can get us back through," where was all of this coming from.

"How do you know this?"

"I don't know, but it's the truth. I can get back if I just exert some control or-"

Gwen's head shot another pain at her and she quickly put her hand to the side of her head. When she took her hand back they were shaking as blood glistened on her hand. Gwen looked to Rose pleadingly.

"Oh my God," Rose shot up as blood began to trickle down the side of Gwen's head. Gwen whined back her pain as Rose ran to the door calling for Owen and Martha. Another pain and more blood trickled down the front of her forehead.

"What's happening to me?"Gwen whispered.

Owen was the first to arrive carrying a gun because he thought that maybe Gwen had attacked Rose or something considering the way she was acting before, this woman could possibly not be sane.

"What happened?" he yelled cocking his gun.

"It's not like that! Gwen's bleeding."

"What? I stitched her up just fine. How could she be bleeding?"

"Not on her side. Her head. Look!"

Owen ran over to Gwen who was shaking. He looked to see a trickle of blood run down her hair ever so slightly. Owen went over to a table across the bed and took out some cloths wiping the blood away.

"What's wrong?" asked Rose.

"I don't know. Have you been exposed to anything 'abnormal' for lack of a better word recently," he said to Gwen

Another jab of pain and Gwen shot back as the pain began to increase.

"The rift. Oh God, I can…can still feel it," was all Gwen managed as she went unconscious.

Owen moved faster then lightening as the machine began to beep loudly. He began to type on the nearest computer. Rose went over to Gwen and put her hand in hers urging her to wake up.

"Holy shit," he cried.

"What?" asked Rose looking over to where he was standing.

"Her brain activity is through the roof. No wonder she's seeping through the skull. I can't find what's causing it though."

"So, what are we going to do?"

"There's nothing we can do. She needs to control it on her own."

"What!" Rose stood up, "She can die Owen and we're just supposed to what help her through it? Tell her to head towards the light or something!"

"I'm sorry Rose."

"What happened?" came Martha's voice through the door, but she was only answered with Rose's fist against and the wall and her departure out the door.

Rose ran to her guest room passing a stunned Mickey and Jake in the process. She kicked at her bed unsure whether she was more upset about Gwen's possible death or the fact that Gwen could possibly get her home and she was dying.

"The Doctor would know what to do," she whispered miserably.

She laughed a little in disbelief as she sat on the edge of her bed with her hands over her eyes. She took a deep breath when another thought occurred to her. Gwen had a home and friends back in that world. They could be missing her and nobody would know she was here trapped alongside Rose in this place. At least Rose had her family and Mickey, but everyone Gwen loved and who loved Gwen were back there.

"The Rift," Rose thought. Gwen had said she could still feel it. Was she connected to it before?

Maybe Gwen did have some relation to Gwyneth. Maybe Gwen unintentionally had opened the rift pulling herself through in the process. She was somehow connected. When Rose met her, Gwen have off a strong sense of empathy and psi energy as some might call it. Rose could have easily trusted her with her life. But how did that wound appear. God, there were so many questions and one possible scenario.

Rose sat down at a table not really sure what she was doing. She took out pen and paper and began to write. Jack apparently was out there in the real Cardiff. If she could she would have wrote to her first choice the Doctor, but the chances of him receiving this through the rift in the right place and right time was highly unlikely with his constant travelling in the TARDIS and all.

But Jack. It wasn't like this letter would reach him anyway. She just needed to pen her thoughts.

"Rose, go home," came a voice.

Rose looked up to see Mickey standing at the door about two hours later. Rose quickly finished off her letter, sealed it in an envelope, writing Jack's name and the date and put it in her backpack which contained a few other loose items and clothing she had packed for her trip to Cardiff.

"Where is home Mickey? Really?"

"I heard every word from CCTV and that woman is insane giving you ideas like that."

"She seemed to know what she was talking about," said Rose hastily putting things away.

"What you believe her?"

"Mickey she knew about Canary Wharf which had taken place back in the other universe. The universe where I was born, grew up, made friends one of them being you and where I originally met the Doctor."

"Travelling across worlds is impossible Rose you know that."

"But the rift is connected through space and time and what if it is connected to the alternate universe."

"Impossible."

"There you go with that word again," said Rose.

"I don't want you getting hurt again Rose," said Mickey exasperated.

"I won't."

"That's what you say. Rose her head isn't right, she's sick."

"Obviously, her head was bleeding for crying out loud."

"That's not what I meant."

"She wants to go back too."

"And she'll wind up getting killed if she does so. She's insane."

"That woman is just as much sane as I am and believe it or not I trust her. Her motives are clear."

"You don't know that!"

"Yes I do. I just…I just know. Call it instinct."

"Do you know how many times that instinct has almost gotten you killed?"

"And do you realize how many times it's saved my life. Mickey, this could be my chance to get back to the Doctor once and for all."

"If she lives."

"She will live."

"The last I saw she was having a seizure. That is not normal brain activity. A human can survive that."

"She will."

"Then she's not human."

"Scan her I dare you. She is a full a human woman perhaps psychic, but I can't tell you for sure."

"Psychic?" he said in disbelief.

"Remember when I told you about Gwyneth. She looks just like her."

"Gwyneth? The one who opened the rift letting the Gelth through?"

"She was tricked and she closed it killing herself and saving the world. I'm willing to bet she has a similar story, but this time she didn't die because the rift pulled her through. I'm sure of it."

"Rose," his voice was warning.

"Let me get some answers. She'll talk to me. I know she will. She has been."

Mickey put his hands up in defeat and sighed, "You have an hour to get her full story if she lives that is. Right now she's sleeping."

There was a loud bang, a crash and a kick from below and yelled apology from Owen.

"I swear if the weevil doesn't get him I will," Mickey muttered and walked out.

Rose sat down and took a deep breath. She had just officially convinced herself that Gwen could get her back to the Doctor and she had a sudden renewed hope. She remembered something she wanted to add to her nonpostable letter and went to take it from her bag, but as she filtered through the contents it was nowhere to be found.

"Humph," she said, "Now that's strange…"