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Chapter 12

Gwen returned to her old flat days later accompanied by Jack who wanted to see her get home all right. Everything had been returned to its proper place after Ianto had cleared it out six months ago. She breathed in the familiar air of her flat and smiled. Sure a few bits and bobs were missing having occupied a storage room on the other side of town, but it was still her home. Well second home if you counted Torchwood.

"I need to be getting back to the Hub," Jack started, "Ianto should be bringing over the last of the furniture soon. Are you going to be okay on your own?"

"Yeah everything should be fine," she said wrapping her arms around herself.

"Remember take it easy the rest of the night and I'll see you bright and early at work tomorrow morning."

"Oh, I still have a job?" she joked.

"You'll always have a place at Torchwood so long as I'm around."

"Thanks Jack," she smiled bringing her arms to her sides.

"You sure you'll be alright?" he asked trying to think of any excuse to stay longer.

"I'm sure, but if you want to stay it's fine," she offered.

"No, I really have to go."

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah," he said as he shut the door behind him.

He made his way down a few stairs and hopped into the SUV. He went to start the car, but turned the ignition off again. Just what was he doing? He had spent six months grieving over her, attempting to commit useless suicide because he was so unhappy, regretting every moment he didn't tell her how he felt and she whispering it to him as he died. She was alive and well and he was running away again.

He had such an ache for her. It was feelings he continued to deny himself, but why? This was his chance and he was throwing it out the window again. He loved her so much, but he just didn't want to hurt her especially now since she gave him back his immortality. He would outlive her surely, but how long would he be able to deny this.

"Goddamit," he yelled at himself and slamming the wheel.

He took heavy breaths and stared at the wheel just thinking. Somehow he figured she wouldn't even mind, but he couldn't offer her the things she wanted. Jack Harkness didn't do love stories, he didn't do fidelity, he didn't do romantic dinners and hand holding along beaches, he didn't do family reunions. He didn't do domestic.

"But I can make an exception just this once," he said angrily at himself slamming the car door and running up the stairs, his great coat trailing with him.

Gwen who had been going through her cabinets seeing what she needed to restock on and starting an inventory was startled at the knock at the door. She had been caught up in her thoughts about Jack that she barely registered it. She took a deep breath and headed for the door.

Jack immediately sought out her lips shutting the door behind him. Her back making contact with the wall. Her hands ran through his hair while his were everywhere else. She returned his kiss parting her lips as his tongue danced with hers. He left her mouth suddenly and began trailing kiss down her neck and then back up again lingering over her lips.

She opened her eyes suddenly and he looked at her dazedly.

"What happened to taking it easy," she barely got out.

He smiled and kissed her again. She took his hand in hers and led him towards her bedroom where she hoped that nothing had been removed in there after her long absence.

Torchwood was kind enough to get Jackie's old flat back and the Doctor had dropped them off there. It wasn't anything compared to Pete's mansion of course, but it was home. Pete had plans to rebuild Torchwood London and would liaise with Torchwood Cardiff keeping track of alien threats to a point. It would be nothing like the way Yvonne ran it of course.

And then of course there was Martha. Luckily for him she had taken her old job at Unit and was beginning work there on Monday. He didn't bother to tell her Rose was back. He'd have to bring it up next time if there was a next time. He pouted a little and hugged her goodbye not daring to mention either woman to the other although he suspected Rose knew somehow.

The Doctor stood over the console excited as a child at Christmas. Rose entered the TARDIS with her bag and placed it on a nearby chair.

"All right where do you want to go? How about the dirty thirties, Chicago mobsters and flirty dames? Or perhaps another Satellite? Remember how much fun we had last time?" he said raising his eyebrows twice. She grinned at him, but continued to stare at the ground, "Or maybe we can check some readings I've been getting recently from Raxicoricophalipatorious. I'm sure it's nothing, but it'll be a good warm up for when we do really big adventures."

"Just like old times then isn't it?" she said standing next to him.

He had a huge smile plastered over his face, "Yes. Why? You tired. Sorry I keep forgetting humans need rest. Having been able to sleep for as long as you like in a parallel world has spoiled you Rose Tyler."

"Doctor do you remember the last time, the very last time we thought we were ever going to see each other? On the beach," she started.

"Yeah," he said not looking up, but instead began to stroke the TARDIS and flip a few buttons.

"I said something to you."

"Yeah. Bad Wolf Bay. I remember," he continued in ignorance to other side of the console, but she followed him.

"I told you…I told you I loved you," she said.

The Doctor began to flip buttons again still not looking at her. The way he was behaving was driving her absolutely mad. He had been so thrilled to have her back on board and now she had to go and start this. He wanted to say it, he really did, but he wasn't sure how exactly.

"Doctor?"

He didn't speak and he stopped stroking the TARDIS and took a deep breath.

"What do you want me to say Rose?"

She looked rather taken aback by his question. Her brown eyes went wider and her face went pale. She felt as though she had just made a fool of herself and at that moment she just didn't want to be anywhere near him. In fact she had half a mind to slap him.

"Are we in space yet?" she asked.

"No, but we're about to-"

"-Fine," she interrupted picking up her bag and heading for the door.

"Rose wait, "he blocked her from leaving.

"Do you honestly think I can go back to the way things were with you after what I've said? And I was stupid enough to think you could ever feel the same way about me. I should've realized on the beach," she said pushing for the doors to open.

He continued to block them.

"Rose, listen to me," he said grabbing her shoulders, but she pushed him off, "What was the whole point in bringing you back if you were just going to leave again?"

The rudeness was kicking in again and he could felt himself getting angry. Not at her. She was right. She was so completely right. He was angry at himself.

"Well then I suppose there was no point," she threw back, "Maybe you should have just…"

She turned around flinging her bag on the floor with rage and put her hands over her eyes. She stared up, not daring to turn around to look at him.

"Rose, I'm sorry."

"That's not exactly what I wanted to hear," she said calmly.

"Well it's all you're going to get out of me," he yelled back.

She turned to him tears glistening her eyes.

"Then there really was no point was there," she said picking up her bag, wiping her tears and shaking her head.

"Rose you can't leave," he started quickly.

It had been nothing, but a nightmare without her and now she was going to leave again. He couldn't stand for it. Not when he had a chance to be with her.

"Then give me a reason to stay."

"You really want me to?"

"Yes. Did you bring me back because you felt guilty at losing a companion? Was that all?"

"No of course not."

"Then what was it then," she gritted her teeth.

"I LOVE YOU!" he yelled.

The words just slipped out. It was something that had been so hard for him to just…but it couldn't be that easy. Countless times he had chances to say it, but he couldn't. He never really could, but she was standing there. She was real, right here and she was threatening to leave and he knew that if she did he would have regenerated countless times by the end of the day. She was so beautiful and kind and she loved him. He loved her too. So much so it hurt. It was a feeling he never felt before, strange and hurting, but it felt so right.

Rose stared at his face. She had heard him loud and clear, but she wasn't sure whether it was something he had really said or something she had imagined. He didn't know what he was doing next, but he just had to prove it to her.

He walked over to her. She stood unmoving and waiting. He pulled her to him and captured her lips with his. One hundred sensations coursed through them. She parted her lips easily for him and wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands moved down to her waist. It was only when she was in desperate need of air did she pull away.

He still had his eyes close. His forehead was pressed against hers.

"Rose Tyler I love you," he whispered.

He put his hand to her cheek and stroked it with his thumb. She kissed him again longer and harder. Their tongues dueling for dominance. She pulled her hands from his neck, down his side and found his. They held hands and a sudden spark erupted through them. They felt connected and so happy.

"I think," said Rose rather breathlessly as she pulled away, "I know where we can have our next adventure and it's right down the hall. If it's okay with you?"

He smiled and she smiled back at him. He laughed and then scooped her up into his arms…

Gwen awoke the next morning with Jack's arms around her. As she fell asleep that night she could have sworn she heard him whisper something she never thought she'd hear the Captain say. She smiled despite herself at his sleeping form and propped herself up on her elbow to look at him. He seemed calmer and…wait was that a smirk?

Before she knew what was happening she screamed as he rolled her over on her back. His face was smiling as he leaned over her and she grinned up at him. He kissed her again both smiling into the kiss.

"C'mon," he said jumping off of her and pulling on his clothes, "We've got to get to work. Aliens don't take off now do they?"

"Jack, about last night-"

"-it was the greatest happiest night of my life," he told her looking right at her.

He smiled his award winning smile at her and she smiled back.

"Damn that sexy gap," he said and jumped on her again.

She giggled as he began to kiss her again and only stopped him when her alarm clock went off reminding them that they actually had a job to do.

It was later that day when Gwen felt there was something wrong. Throughout the whole day Jack had been giving her winks, doing extra flirting, calling her into the office when they weren't too busy for a quick snog, but it was later when the feeling dawned on her.

A week had passed and everything seemed to be back to normal at the Hub. Well as normal as can be. Tosh and Owen had been passing looks at each other, Ianto had spent most of his time on the phone and the alien activity had been slow.

Gwen left for the night Jack going to meet her at her flat in maybe an hour or so, but it gave her just enough time to get to the market and home.

Gwen stood in her bathroom a half an hour later waiting for the results. The whole week she had felt sick, vomited a few times and it was then that she realized that it wasn't because she was coming down with something. The timer pinged and Gwen picked up the stick and went wide eyed at the results.

"Gwen," Jack called as he entered her flat.

She put her hand over her mouth dropping it.

"Gwen, honey I'm home," he joked.

Great she thought. Now what was she going to do? She knew that the Face of Boe was supposed to have several children she never thought she'd carry one of them…

Dun…dun…dun….The End.