The team had been gone hours, the hub was empty and Gwen long gone. Jack sat in his chair his elbows on his knees, his hands forming a triangle shape his lips resting on his middle fingers. A single tear began to fall. Jack angrily wiped it away and grabbed his coat, flung it on and made for the door.

As he reached the outside, the air of Cardiff hit him, it was cold. The air was icy and the rain was coming down. He didn't hurry, he wasn't looking for Gwen he was heading to the end of the pier, the tears began to come rolling over his face. The rain soaking him through, his hair was wet and his coat open and blowing in the wind, the icy wind. Jack staggered down the pier. His heart felt like it was braking into a thousand tiny pieces, halfway down the pier Jack fell to his knees, he couldn't take it anymore, his chest was tight his body soaked and cold to the bone. He didn't care though. He was lost he was alone; again.

"Why..." Jack screamed at the top of his voice in to the night sky.

"Why are you doing this to me? Why are you punishing me? Why do you want me to live with her hating me, I wanted her to love me for eternity not hate me for eternity!" Sobs over came him as he broke down. His body writhed in pain, heart break and cold, Jack felt like he might just die. That was a warming thought, death, sweet death. His thoughts were suddenly shattered when he heard a voice.

"I'm sorry..." the voice came in a heartfelt whisper. "I should have waited, I should have explained," It said again.

Jack was confused, was his mind playing tricks on him, had he gone mad? He looked around; he couldn't see anyone around him. Then the voice spoke again.

"I should have told you how I felt. I was so scared, to live forever..."

"Gwen" The name escaped from Jacks lips.

"Jack?" came the response, "Jack are you ok? I'm so sorry I could feel it, I could feel your pain, and I knew you were hurting," The words seemed to spill out of her mo... No...out of her mind. She was talking to Jack but in her mind, she was getting answers from him too. She realized why Owen had made her think something to Jack. Owen must have known what was going on before she did.

"Gwen, I'm sorry I didn't mean it to be like this." Jack said in a shivery whisper.

"I know, I heard you crying out, where are you?"

"Cold... Wet... so cold," was all Jack could muster.

"Jack I'm coming, where are you" Gwen answered in her head, she was worried he had done something to himself.

"Pier," that was all Jack could muster, the cold making it impossible for him to think.

Morning was breaking and Gwen pulled on her shoes as fast as she could. She was dressed in skinny black jeans a gray top and a denim jacket, her hair was a mess and her shoes didn't match what she was wearing, but she didn't care.

'I've gotta get to Jack, I've gotta find him,' that was all she could think. But in her head there was silence. It was still raining outside and when Gwen reached the front door of her apartment building she felt the ice cold air hit her. She pulled her tiny jacket closer to her as she ran to the car.

Once inside she cranked the heat up full blast and drove as fast as she could to the hub. She abandoned the car and ran towards the pier the icy wind wiping at her face and legs and then she saw him.

He was slumped on the ground soaking wet. She couldn't breathe, please be alright please be alright, she pleaded to the air.

She reached him, his face was white and drawn but he seemed to be smiling. It made Gwen sick to the stomach, the last time she saw him like this was when he was dead. Well when they thought he was dead. Please no please don't let it be for real this time. She pleaded again.

With that she dragged him to the hub, her arms under his armpits his feet scraping the floor; the cold was coming off him like ice.

Once inside the hub she laid him on the sofa. What to do what to do she thought. Just then the cog door opened and Ianto arrived in the hub. "Good morning, hot coffee coming up," he said cheerfully. "Oh...Jack" he stammered noticing Jack and Gwen.

"What happened?" Ianto asked Gwen.

"I found him on the pier," Gwen replied with concern in her voice.

"Is he...?" Ianto dared to question.

"I don't think so," Gwen replied, unsure of her response.

"Well let's start by getting these wet clothes off him," Ianto said in all seriousness.

He helped Gwen to undress Jack his whole body felt so cold. So unusual, Jack...the walking radiator.

Once he was bare apart from his pants Gwen began to tug at her clothes, she felt much warmer only slightly damp.

Ianto noticed, "Gwen why are you stripping?"

"We need to warm him, raise his body temperature. Fetch some blankets."

With that Ianto was gone, Gwen in her bra and pants, climbed on top of Jack, making sure her body was pressing on to his in every place she could. God he was so cold, Gwen thought.

Ianto put the blankets over the two of them.

"I'll do some coffee that might help," Ianto said not knowing what to do and feeling slightly uncomfortable at the sight of Gwen and Jack together like that.

Gwen began to kiss Jack ever so gently on the lips on his face, over his eyelids, "Come on Jack its Gwen," she whispered.

Jack began to stir, a deep groan escaped from his lips, like someone enjoying a good night's sleep and then being woken up by a beautiful princess.

"I'm so cold" Jack murmured almost incoherently.

Gwen pressed her face in to his neck and tired to get more of her body on to him as she kissed and stroked his face.

Jack began to gain more alertness to his surroundings, "Can I smell Ianto's amazing coffee?" Jack questioned to Gwen but loud enough for Ianto to hear as he arrived with a steaming cup.

He placed it next to Jack. "Your clothes sir," Ianto said placing the neatly pressed shirt and trousers next to his drink. Jack nodded a thank you and returned his attention to Gwen.

"We gotta talk about this Gwen."