Title: Tears of the Weevil

Summary: Owen faces Jack after he learns Gwen knows about her child.

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Don't own Torchwood, the characters or anything related to the show.

A/N: Short chapter I managed to get done while taking a break from History Revision. I've got another chapter or two almost so should be up soon.

"She's not coping with this." Lacey pointed out as Owen sat staring blankly at Jack's desk. Jack looked up from the apple in his hand and nodded.

"She's stuck here. She's lost three years of her life…oh and she's just found out she has a daughter she can't have…you know I'd say she's coping pretty well." He cast a sour glance at the sulking Owen.

"I didn't mean for her to find out about-"

"Oh really!" Jack slammed his hand down on his desk, his apple rolling off on to the floor. "Maybe you did want her to find out! Maybe you thought you could play happy families!"

Owen tensed as he felt Lacey's hand clutching his own. "No! Look I want my daughter back but… Anne's better off without me." Lacey sighed.

"I've got to check on Tosh." Owen followed her out and grabbed hold of her arm before she could rush off.

"What are we going to do about Gwen?" He sighed. Lacey shrugged and pulled the older man in for a tight hug.

"We'll sort something out. I just don't think she needs another bombshell today." Lacey pulled away and looked towards the corridor that led down to her and Toshiko's apartment.

"She needs me."

He nodded, letting her go, but watching her as she went. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Why did life have to be so complicated? Forcing himself to hold together he trudged off to the lab to check the blood sample he'd taken from his daughter.

He found Gwen sitting in his lab waiting for him. "A cure won't change how crappy this place is you know." He sighed as he lay on the medical bed beside her, locking his hands in hers. "The only way we could have stopped this was to send you back."

"Well you'd better make do with what you've got Harper, you're stuck with me." She smiled, pulling him in for a quick peck on the lips. He smiled as he pulled her in close against him, as though to test she was really there.

"Think I can live with that."

He really couldn't. He needed more than just Gwen back. He needed his daughter in his arms; he wanted Ianto back at the coffee machine fighting off Jack's advances and he craved to have the old sane Toshiko back. Above all he needed a way to send Gwen back to her rightful time with a cure to stop him mutating in to the first Weevil. He needed to repair the damage he'd caused.