Note: I don't own anything related to Torchwood (unless you count the books I have)...Enjoy...

I was shopping for my dinner date with David when I ran into Ianto. It took him a second to recognize me but when he did, he couldn't speak. We had reached for the last box of seashell pasta at the same time so I took it to drop into his cart.

"The suits are nice but those jeans just hug your arse perfectly. Yummy."

I turned to walk away but before I got far, I looked over my shoulder at him.

"Oh, happy early birthday, Ianto Jones. Come by the Boddhad Club tonight and I'll buy you a drink."

As David handed me a bouquet of flowers to celebrate our 3rd month together, my mind thought about Ianto and if he would show up at the club. Part of me didn't think he would come without Jack and part of me hoped he would come alone. I knew they were together but they didn't need to spend every waking second together. Besides his birthday celebration was the next night at the Hub.

As I expected, Ianto didn't show up at the club but the bouncer did mention an older man in an old army coat asking about me. I smiled and told him it was fine. The man was technically family.

That Christmas was interesting. On Christmas Eve, David invited me to meet his family, including his grandfather Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart. David's mother was not thrilled that I was only working at a club but once I began talking about medieval history, she focused on something else. She kept asking why I wasn't at university studying it. I kept telling her life has gotten in the way.

Just after dinner, I had a moment alone with the Brigadier while the others were cleaning up from dinner.

"Sir, may I ask for a favor?"

"Of course. I have never seen David as happy as he has been since he was accepting into university. What can I do for you?"

"You know a Sarah Jane Smith. In a couple of months, I will need her help on a project. I was wondering if you could give me her phone number so I could ring her. I also need to get in contact with Dr. Martha Jones but I know someone who has her number so it's just Sarah Jane."

"And what kind of project do you need help with?"

"It's a being you, Sarah Jane, and the Doctor are quite familiar with. If it helps, I work for Torchwood under Captain Jack Harkness."

The Brigadier eventually passed on her number and I erased our conversation and planted a memory talking about David and his younger years with his cousins. David joined in on the trip down memory lane and talked about his aunt Kate trying to cook Christmas dinner one year, only to set the oven on fire.

As we were leaving, the Brigadier stopped me.

"You remind me of my dear Doris, may she rest in peace."

"That is such a compliment, Brigadier. She must have been a wonderful woman. I'm sorry I couldn't have met her."

David was staying in London to be with his family on Christmas Day but I wanted to be back at my home. I stayed with David in his hotel room for a couple of hours to celebrate before driving back to Cardiff. Rather than heading back to my flat, I drove straight to the Bay.

The Hub was eerily quiet. It was in the early hours of December 25 and I could picture Jack with Ianto, Gwen with her husband, Owen pining away in his apartment, and Tosh with her parents. The Hub from my time was certainly different from this one so I took the time to chart the differences while dropping off presents for everyone.

For Owen, who couldn't eat or drink or shag, I found (more like traveled back in time and knicked) a copy of Antiseptic Principle of the Practice of Surgery by Lister and as a joke, one of the first rubber condoms. For Tosh, the computer genius, I brought a partial completed software code that when finished would revolutionize the industry. Just because I took the code doesn't mean I was stealing, per se. The code monkey who wrote it fifteen years in the future was still only in grade school. He hadn't even thought it up yet.

For Gwen, the sentimental one, I visited a long dead relative and convinced her to part with a lost family heirloom. I also included a book of her family tree dating back two centuries, leaving plenty of room for her to add on future children, their children and so forth. For Ianto, I arranged a private fitting and a custom made suit from one of the top designers in the world.

When it came to Jack, I knew what I would be doing would be enough of a Christmas present but I wasn't going to alert him to what would be happening and him trying to stop it. I visited a lovely store and bought him a collection of silk ties, edible oils and lotions, and a blindfold. I also made a collage of pictures with him and Gray, as kids and now. Since Gray had no memory of the torture he was put through by the aliens who kidnapped him, he was happier and was taking well to living in the 21st century.

After leaving the presents, I spent the night on the firing range shooting clip after clip of bullets at the different targets. When I got tired of that, I headed to the gym and worked myself into exhaustion. As I laid on the mats, my mind traveled to my father. I missed him but his happiness was also part of the reason I had come back. My mum had been killed and he was devastated. It had only been a couple of months when I left but that entire time he'd call every hour to check on me. I knew he wanted me to be safe but when one call almost got me killed, I knew I had to do something.

Note2: Boddhad means Pleasure in Welsh so it's called the Pleasure Club...