Tears streamed down Gwen's face as she ran to her car. She kicked the tire in frustration and leant against the side of the car. Her shoulders shook as she sobbed uncontrollably. Why was she crying? She knew Owen would find someone special one day. She was being selfish, thinking she could keep him to herself.

With that thought, she wiped her tears from her face and got into her car.

As she drove towards her flat, going way above the speed limit, she thought of Rhys. She had to tell him how she felt. It would be unfair to lead him on. Once she'd told him, she didn't think she could stay in the flat any longer.

She pulled up outside her flat and grabbed her phone from her pocket. She called the first person she could think of.

"Hello." Tosh's voice said.

"Tosh, it's Gwen." She said, trying to keep her voice strong.

"Gwen, what's wrong?" Tosh asked, hearing the break in Gwen's voice.

"Could I stay at yours tonight? I know it's a bit short notice but…I just…" Gwen began to sob again.

"Of course you can. Gwen, tell me. What's wrong?" Tosh asked.

"I'll explain later. Thanks Tosh, I'll be over in a bit." She whispered and put the phone down.

Rhys was sat on the sofa, the TV turned off. Gwen didn't seem to notice as she ran to the bedroom and packed a small overnight bag. He followed her into the bedroom.

"Gwen? What are you doing?" He asked.

"Rhys, we need to talk." She said.

"Yeah, we do." He nodded sadly. Gwen froze and stared at him. "It's about us, isn't it?"

"Yes…yeah it is." She nodded.

"I knew this was going to happen some day." He sighed.

"What?" She asked, confused.

"Don't tell me you haven't noticed. Lately we've just…drifted apart."

"Yeah…I have noticed. Listen Rhys, I'm really sorry but…I don't think I can do this any more." She sighed.

"I understand. I hope you're happy with him." Rhys nodded.

"With who? Rhys, what are you talking about?" She asked.

"You've been talking in your sleep. About some guy called Owen. You said you loved him." He told her.

"I did? Oh…well, it doesn't matter now. We…there's nothing…"

Gwen felt the tears spilling over her face again. Rhys walked over to her and hugged her to his chest.

"What's he done to you? Has he hurt you? Tell me where he lives and I'll go rip his fucking head off." He growled.

"No, Rhys it's fine. I just thought there was more to it than there actually was."

"Are you sure? He hasn't hit you or anything?" Rhys asked, lifting her face to his.

"No, no of course not."

"Good. I mean it Gwen, if he ever hurts you, if anyone tries to hurt you, I will kill them." He told her.

She smiled weakly and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you." She whispered.

She gave him one last hug, picked up her bag and left the flat.

Tosh was waiting anxiously for Gwen to arrive.

When she knocked on the door, Tosh quickly answered it and pulled Gwen into a hug. Gwen sobbed into her shoulder as Tosh led her over to sit down on the sofa.

"Tell me what's wrong." Tosh whispered.

"It's Owen." She answered.

"What about Owen?" Tosh frowned.

Gwen told Tosh everything, from when it all started to that night. Tosh kept her arm around Gwen's shoulders as she listened.

"I'd been expecting this from the start so I shouldn't be so surprised. But it still hurts so badly." Gwen cried.

"Owen was out of order. He shouldn't have used you like this. He's a twat who doesn't care about anyone's feelings but his own. Forget about him Gwen." Tosh told her.

"I know and I keep trying to, but I love him Tosh." She sighed.

Tosh grabbed a spare pillow and duvet out of the cupboard and made up a bed on the sofa for Gwen.

While she was in the shower, Gwen's phone began to ring. Tosh picked it up and saw Owen's name on the screen. She made her way to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Gwen, your phone's ringing." She called.

"Who is it?" Gwen shouted.

"Owen." Tosh answered.

Gwen was silent for a few seconds.

"Just hang up." She mumbled.

Tosh pressed the red phone and made her way back to the living room. She heard the shower turn off and a few seconds later, Gwen emerged in her pyjamas.

"Everything's ready for you. Help yourself to tea and coffee and there's plenty of food in the cupboards." Tosh told her.

"Thanks Tosh." Gwen smiled.

As she sat down on the sofa, Tosh's land line began to ring. Tosh answered it, her back to Gwen.

"Hello." She said.

Gwen heard a familiar voice on the other end.

"Tosh, is Gwen there?" Owen asked.

Tosh turned around and looked at Gwen. Gwen shook her head.

"No." She mouthed.

"No, she's not here. Why don't you ring her mobile?" Tosh asked.

"She's not answering." Owen sighed.

"Maybe she's at home with Rhys or with Jack or Ianto." Tosh suggested.

"No, I've tried all those, she's not with them." Owen said.

Tosh couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Well maybe she doesn't want to speak to you." She said angrily.

"What? Tosh, is she with you?" Owen demanded.

Gwen shook her head again and pleaded with her eyes for Tosh to tell him no.

"She might be." Tosh answered.

"Tosh, put her on please. Just tell her I need to speak to her, it's important." Owen begged.

"Leave her alone Owen." Tosh spat.

"Tosh, I need to speak to her. Just put her on the phone." Owen shouted. Tosh held the phone out to Gwen. She stood up and took the phone out of Tosh's hand. As she placed it to her ear, a tear rolled down her cheek. "Gwen? Is that you?"

"Yes." She whispered.

"Please Gwen, let me explain –"

"You've told me enough. Just leave me alone." She sobbed and put the phone down.

On the other end, Owen looked at the phone, his own eyes filled with tears. He threw the phone across the room in frustration, he'd really screwed things up now. If only he'd told her earlier.

Back at Tosh's, Gwen curled up under the duvet on the sofa and cried. Tosh sat on the edge and rubbed her back.

"Maybe it would be a good idea if you spoke to him. Find out what he's got to say." Tosh whispered.

When Gwen didn't answer, Tosh sighed and went into her own room. Her mobile was ringing on her bedside table. It was Owen. She sighed and answered it.

"Tosh – don't hang up." He said quickly.

"Give me one good reason." She said.

"I need to explain. Look, I rang Gwen's flat earlier. When Rhys answered, he told me that Gwen had left him and he told me she'd left in a state. I feel so bad Tosh." Owen whispered.

"So you should. You used her Owen, you were only shagging her until you found someone else. She loves you Owen and you've crushed her." Tosh spat.

"No, it wasn't like that Tosh. She misunderstood what I was trying to say and she left before I could finish. It's her Tosh. I'm in love with Gwen." He said, his voice breaking.

"What?" Tosh gasped.

"I love her Tosh and now…I've ruined everything. I should've told her before, I know."

Tosh heard him sobbing down the phone.

"Owen…" She whispered.

"She loves me?" Owen asked.

"She's crazy about you. That's why it's hurt her so bad." Tosh explained.

"Could you put her on, please? Tell her anything, just get her to listen to me." Owen begged.

Tosh made her way to the living room. Gwen was still curled up under the duvet. Her eyes were closed and her breathing slow and even. Her cheeks were tear stained and red.

"She's asleep. Do you want me to wake her?" Tosh asked, whispering.

"No, let her sleep…meet me at the Hub. I'll get Jack and Ianto too. Don't let Gwen know you're coming to meet me." Owen told her.

"I won't. What do you have in mind?" She asked.

"I'll explain when you get here." He said.

"Ok, I'm on my way."

Tosh put the phone down and smiled at Gwen's sleeping form.

She quickly scribbled a note and left it on the kitchen table. Leaving the flat as quiet as she could, she couldn't help but smile to herself.