"Tosh wasn't kidding about it being easy to get lost." Owen said as he and Faith turned down the same hall for what seemed the hundreth time.
"Should have asked Colin if he had a map." Faith replied as she stopped to look around. Nope, same damn hallway.
"Colin." Owen mumbled. "On such friendly terms for having just met him."
"He didn't tell me his last name and it seems silly to call him "that man", when I know his name." Faith said with a laugh. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you're jealous." she teased.
"In your dreams." he replied as he opened the door to one of the rooms. "I think we did find a new hall after all." he said as he looked around.
"Damn, we're good." Faith said with a smile. "This must have been quite nice."
"What, you're too good for dust, dirt and spiders?" Owen asked as he checked the fireplace. Never know when you'll come across a secret passage.
"I've been spoiled." she answered as she tripped over a floorboard.
"Walk much?" Owen asked as he offered a hand to help her up.
She replied by sticking her tongue out at him and took his hand. "Loose floorboard." she said as she looked down.
"No wonder." he said. "Place hasn't been lived in for years, bound to go to hell."
"What have we here?" she asked as she moved the loose piece of wood. "Letters." she said as she waved the yellowed envelopes.
"Who to?" Owen asked as he knelt down next to her to look at them.
"Soo-Jin." she said as she opened the first letter. "Looks like a love letter."
"Who from?" Ianto's voice said, startling Faith a bit. She wasn't used to the comms after all.
"I don't know." she said as she read the letter through. "It looks like a woman's writing though."
"Are you sure they're love letters?" Jack asked.
"Some areas get rather graphic." Faith replied as she read one particular passage.
"Really?" Owen asked. "Here, let me take a look."
"Go away you little pervert." she said, swatting his hand away.
"So, Soo-Jin was having a fling with another woman." Ianto whistled. "I wonder if she was going to leave Christopher for this woman."
"Probably why he killed her." Tosh said.
"But no names?" Gwen asked.
"None." Faith said.
"Keep looking." Jack instructed.
"I wonder if the mystery woman was either Jennifer or Grace." Ianto pondered out loud.
"Dunno, but it's a nice picture." Owen said as he read one of the letters.
"Up 'til the point where Christopher killed his fiancee over it." Faith pointed out.
"Well yeah, that was a bit of a downer." he admitted.
"Oh, this is sounding like a soap opera." Ianto said.
"Why?" Jack asked as he and Tosh finished their search and came up with nothing.
"I found some letters here in the kitchen." he answered.
"Any names?" Gwen asked as she moved to stand next to him so she could read the letter too. "Oh god." she said as she read the name.
"What?" Faith asked.
"I can see why Christopher went mad when he found out." Gwen said.
"Imagine finding this out." Ianto said. "I wonder how he found out."
"You don't think he caught them in the act..." Gwen shuddered.
"That would be cause for some serious therapy." Ianto replied.
"Would you two mind sharing what you've found?" Tosh asked, becoming more and more impatient.
"Sorry." they both muttered.
"Who is it then?" Faith asked.
"Georgette Milner." Ianto said.
"His mother and fiancee were having an affair?" Owen asked.
"Still picturing that?" Gwen asked.
"So he killed them both because of that." Tosh said. "But why did he kill his father?"
"Maybe he knew?" Ianto ventured. "I'd be just a touch upset if I found out my mother and fiancee were having a fling and that my father knew and just didn't bother to tell me."
"I think anyone would." Jack said. "Keep looking around." he added. "Tosh and I are going to check out that chapel out back."
"Be careful." Ianto said as he looked out the grimey kitchen window. "Looks like there's a rather nasty storm moving in."
"Will do." Jack said.
"This is getting more and more disturbing." Tosh said as they headed out a set of french doors off what used to be a study on the ground floor.
"Just imagine the holiday dinners if..." Owen mused.
"Owen, can you please just not talk anymore?" Tosh asked.
"Sorry." he replied.
"Thank you." she said.
"Okay, we're headed out to the chapel." Jack said. "Let us know if you find anything else."
Jack and Tosh walked down an old stony path to the small church that sat at the back of the property. Tosh didn't say a word, just walked, looking straight ahead, hand tucked deeply in her pockets.
"Toshiko?" Jack asked as he watched her.
"Hmmm?" she mumbled as she slowly turned her gaze to him.
"None of this is your fault." he told her.
"I know that." she said. "At least, part of me does." she sighed. "But, there's another part that can't stop feeling guilty."
"You didn't actually do anything." he pointed out.
"No, but after that dream, and reading those articles." she shook her head.
"Those pictures look like you, you were brought to this place for a reason, but that doesn't mean that you're responsible for anything Soo-Jin and Georgette did." he explained.
"I'm trying to keep that in mind." she said as they reached the front doors of the chapel.
"Ready?" he asked.
"No." she answered. "But, I don't have much of a choice."
Jack opened the warped door and walked in ahead of Tosh. Looking around they saw chairs knocked over, some ladders, paint cans, drop cloths and a bucket of tools.
"Looks like they used it as a shed." he said. "This look familiar too?"
"Yes." she nodded. "Just a bit dustier, just like the house." she said, swallowing back the fear she was feeling.
Opening another set of doors, they found themselves in the main part of the chapel. Rows of pews lined each side, a small podium sat at the front of the room. Tosh stood in silence as she looked around, the dream coming back to her. A large booming noise startled the both of them and rain could be heard splashing onto the roof.
"Ianto mentioned a storm." Jack said as he looked out one of the small windows.
"Yeah." she said, willing her heart to stop beating so fast. It was thunder, just thunder. "Right as always."
"Sure he didn't mind hearing that." Jack joked. "Right Ianto?"
Tosh and Jack looked at one another when no answer came.
"Ianto?" he repeated.
"Gwen?" Tosh tried. "Owen?"
"I think we've lost comms." Jack said with a sigh.
A bright light flashed through the chapel and the sound of creaking and splintering wood was followed by a large tree branch suddenly crashing through the window Jack had just been peering out of.
"Stupid storm." Tosh said breathlessly.
"We've only got another ten minutes left." Jack said as he looked down at his watch. "We need to hurry up and look around."
The two set to work, looking in every nook and cranny, not really knowing what they were looking for. The search was interupted by the doors at the end of the aisle slamming shut with a loud bang.
"Jack.." Tosh said, ready to bolt.
"Wind." he said. "It's picking up. This old place is a bit drafty after all."
"Right." Tosh said as she plopped down into the nearest pew. She took a deep breath as she ran her hand over the smooth, worn wood.
"Does it bring back memories?" A man's voice asked.
Both Jack and Tosh jumped in fright and spun to find what appeared to be Stanley Milner standing there.
"Who are you?" Jack asked, pulling his gun instinctively.
"Stanley Milner." Tosh whispered.
"Very good." Stanley smiled. "How do you like the house?" he asked. "I know it's not what you remember..."
"What is going on?" Tosh asked, walking forward. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making ammends to my son." Stanley answered.
"What?" Jack asked.
"It was my fault." Stanley said, swallowing hard. "Chris did what he did, because of me. It's all my fault."
"It's your fault your son murdered three people and them himself?" Jack asked.
"I knew." Stanley said. "I knew about Gerogie and Soo-Jin." he bit his lip. "I just never told Chris. I wanted to save him the pain..."
"How did he find out?" Tosh asked.
"Worst way possible." he answered. "He walked in on them...together." he sank down onto the arm of the pew. "I'd known for months, but I didn't say anything. I didn't want people to know that I was such a lout of a husband, my wife was getting ready to leave me for my son's fiancee."
"They were going to run off together?" Jack asked.
"My wife had saved money, and they were going to go to America, or Canada, and live together." he cried. "I didn't want Chris to feel the same pain that I did when I found out."
"So you lied to him, kept it from him, and he still found out." Tosh sighed.
"He hated me for it." Stanley went on. "Said that if I were any kind of father, that I'd have told him." he looked up. "He was right."
"The pictures, the articles?" Jack asked.
"That was how it should have been." Stanley explained. "I sent them to you, so you could see how you'd helped us all."
"So that was some sort of thank you?" Tosh asked, completley stunned. "I thought I was going mad."
"I'm sorry, I didn't..." Stanley began.
"Where are the others?" Jack asked.
"They've gone on." Stanley answered. "Once the wedding was over, they were at peace. It was the best ending for all of us."
"Except that it wasn't the real ending." Tosh pointed out. "You can't take back three murders and a suicide."
"No, but it was close enough." Stanley said, desperately wanting them to understand. "Christopher was keeping us here, until he got his happy ending. He'd never had one, he shouldn't have been deprived."
"So now what?" Jack asked.
"Nothing." he shrugged. "Your friend made things right. You know how things should have been, Soo-Jin and Chris are together now, they're happy."
"What about your wife?" Tosh asked. "Or Soo-Jin for that matter, how can they be happy when they wanted to be together?"
"Christopher, well, he changed their minds." Stanley smiled. "I don't know how he did it..."
A bolt of lightning hit another tree outside the chapel and split in two and crashed down onto the roof.
"I'm going home soon." Stanley said with a smile. "And it's all thanks to you."
"Toshiko!" Jack called as he grabbed her and ran for the doors. Another bolt of lightning hit, sending another tree branch through yet another window.
"I'm coming home, Georgie!" he called as one of the trees caught fire.
Jack through his shoulder into the door, trying to break it open as it seemed to be stuck.
"Break one of the windows." he told Tosh as he tried again to break down the door.
Tosh grabbed an old drop cloth and wrapped it around her hand and busted out the glass.
"I don't think you're going to fit." she said as she cleared the glass out of the way.
"No, but you will." Jack said as he came over, picked her up and chucked her out the opening.
"Jack!" Tosh called.
"Tosh!Jack!" Gwen's voice called over the pounding rain and rolling thunder.
"Jack's still inside." she told them.
"He'll be okay." Owen said as he took Tosh by the arm and dragged her away from the chapel just as it was hit again.
"We can't just leave him there." Faith objected. "He can still feel pain."
"He'll get over it." Owen said as he walked past, dragging Tosh with him.
"Come on." Ianto said, watching in horror as yet another large tree fell onto the chapel, completley obliterating it.
"Is everyone alright?" Colin's voice called out. "I've called for help."
"I think everyone is fine." Owen said as they stood in the study, watching for Jack to reappear.
"You're one short." Colin pointed out.
"It's fine." Gwen said.
"It's not if he's stuck in there." he argued.
"He's right there." Ianto pointed, sighing in relief as a battered and bruised Jack stumbled his way back up to the house.
"You need a doctor." Colin said as Jack fell against Ianto, panting.
"I've got one." he said, pointing to Owen.
"I can call..." Colin said.
"It's fine." Gwen repeated.
"Did you find anything?" Faith asked, looking back and forth at Jack and Tosh.
"Yes." Tosh said, filling them in on everything that had happened once Colin was convinced to leave them.
"I came to Earth because I thought it would so nice and peaceful." Faith said as they climbed back into the cars.
"Picked the wrong planet." Ianto said as he watched Jack climb in the front seat of the SUV. "Definitely the wrong planet." he added as he started the engine.
Notes: Okay, final chapter here. Most definitely not my best, but I'm not completely with it at the moment, so I hope you all find it decent at least. All ready have a few new ideas for my next stories, just have to settle on one. Thanks again for the reviews!