Six months and one week later, Owen was called down to the Hub to do an autopsy on a Nostravite. Gwen persuaded Owen to let her come down to the Hub with him. He hadn't wanted her to go as she had three weeks to go until the baby was due and he didn't think it was safe for her to go.
She sat at her computer watching Tosh work and chatting to her and Ianto, one arm draped across her huge bump. Jack was down in the autopsy bay with Owen.
"So, any news?" Jack asked.
"Yes but it's bad. This guy's already passed on the egg to some poor woman. We have to find her before the mum comes and rips her to shreds." Owen told him.
"Ok. You and Ianto with me, Tosh can stay with Gwen and track down the girl." Jack said.
"Right." Owen nodded and pulled his rubber gloves off.
"Ianto, I need you with me and Owen. Tosh, see if you can find any women admitted to the hospital with sudden pregnancies. Gwen…just sit back and relax." Jack instructed.
As Owen walked past Gwen, she grabbed his arm.
"Be careful." She whispered.
"I will, don't worry." He promised and bent down to kiss her.
He grabbed his comms and placed it on his ear. As he left, Gwen watched him go, sick with worry.
"He'll be fine. Jack's been more careful since…it happened. He won't let anything happen to them." Tosh reassured her.
Gwen shivered as the image of Owen lying in the hospital bed, covered in bandages, popped into her head.
"I hope not." Gwen mumbled.
Tosh began typing on her computer while reaching for her comms. She searched all the medical records of the women in Cardiff and found that not one of them had suddenly become heavily pregnant.
"Nothing." Tosh sighed. "I don't understand if you'd suddenly become nine months pregnant, you'd go to the doctors or the hospital to find out why. I mean, I would, wouldn't you?" Tosh turned back to Gwen and saw her doubled over, clutching her huge bump.
Her face was twisted in pain.