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'I was thinking more along the lines of the slinky red one.' Fawks sighed as Winter stepped out of the flat in a simple purple dress.

'Why? It's only dinner.' Fawks rolled her eyes and linked their arms as they strolled down to the bay.

'Only dinner, this is Jack and Ianto we're talking about, do I need to use a diagram.' Winter's eyes widened and glanced at her.

'It's dinner Fawks, nothing more.'

'If I had a penny for every time someone had said that to me.'

The Restaurant was small and only a few blocks from the Hub, Jack and Ianto were chatting quietly at the table but they stopped immediately as soon as they realised who'd walked through the door. Jack grinned but the expression changed completely when his phone began to ring. Fawks visibly slumped a little and she turned to lead them out of the building. Winter laughed at the moody expression on her face.

'Ok, maybe it's not just dinner, it may just become a weevil hunt.' She giggled. Fawks raised an eyebrow and Winter stifled her laugh behind a hand. Jack and Ianto caught up to them.

'Sorry, it looks like the scanners picked up some kind of visitor.' Jack told them.

'Chinese it is then.' Ianto replied, pulling out his phone. Winter smiled, this was fine with her, she'd take the adrenaline over the awkward meal any day.

TTT

Winter raced around the corner of the street in hot pursuit of the man in front of her. Jack and Fawks were at least two streets behind, the demon had run into the road and gotten hit by a car so wasn't running quite as fast as she could. The man in front of her veered right and she pushed against the wall as she followed. He made it to the bridge and jumped, without thinking she followed him, landing like a cat on top of him. He flipped them over and she kneed him quickly, slipping out from underneath him. She fingered the sword John had leant her and pulled it out of the sheath as the man got up. He was tall, well built and rough looking. Very human, until you got to his eyes, they flashed different shades of green as his forked tongue flicked out at her. She leapt quickly to the side and swung the sword around to cut his arm. He sent out a fast kick sending her flying into a pile of bricks. She thought for just a second and lay totally still. She felt a probing foot at her side and hot breath in her face. Her hand tightened around a large rock and fast as lightning she brought it into contact with his head.

The man slumped to the side and she looked up onto the bridge to see Jack and Fawks staring at her. 'Alright show off. How are you going to get back up here?' Fawks asked. 'With him.' Winter frowned and Fawks let out a loud laugh. But the commotion had woken something under the bridge. Winter grimaced as she looked at the man's heavy bulk and turned to ask for help but something in the darkness caught her eye. Green eyes were blinking, lots of green eyes, pairs of them all flashing in he darkness. Jack caught the change in her expression and frowned.

'What is it?'

'I need to get out of here. Now' She told them. Fawks was suddenly serious and she took Jacks hands. He lowered her to the ground before following. They peered into the darkness and saw … nothing. Winter was backing up from the eyes now fixed upon her. Why were Jack and Fawks staring at her too? She clutched the sword tightly in her hands and saw one creature, a woman, heading for Fawks but the demon did nothing. She was just standing there looking around at the dip in the ground. 'Watch out!' Winter yelled and jumped over to Fawks, swinging the sword around. The demon jumped back in shock as a woman appeared at her feet, blood pooling around her stomach, her forked tongue hanging out from her lips.

'What, but… she wasn't. What the hell is going on?' Both women turned to Jack who looked just as bemused as they did. 'How many?' Fawks asked.

'At least 20 maybe more.'

'Alright, this is what we're going to do…' Jack started.

'Too late!' Winter yelled as the hordes descended. She stepped in front of Fawks and held the sword firmly between her hands but by the sixth creature she was exhausted and Fawks had only killed two, both by accident. She stumbled slightly and Jack grabbed her, the three of them backed up until they hit the edge of the dip, it was too steep to climb, they'd be slaughtered, Fawks and Jack were both rubbing at painful cuts from the creatures sharp fingers that itched and burned. Winter had a long one on the back of her leg and she was limping slightly as she watched the group of men and women regroup in front of her, hissing and sneering. 'Right, here's what I'm thinking.' Jack looked down at her his breathing heavy.

'You have a plan?' She tapped her head.

'I'm almost as mad as her,' she pointed to Fawks quickly, 'TARDIS in my head, I can think of several things at the same time. Probably why I can see them as well.'

'TARDIS in your head?' Jack replied incredulously.

'Yeah, probably not the best time for this conversation,' Fawks yelled, 'What's the plan?'

'We run through in a triangle, me at front. Fawks boosts Jack up, Jack climbs up onto the bridge, and pulls Fawks up. Got it.'

'And what are you doing while we're doing this?' Fawks asked.

'Covering you. You need to find me something to climb up.'

'I don't like it.' Jack replied.

'Too late.' Winter called again as she ran forward. She heard Jack and Fawks growling as they followed her. Once they were on the right side Winter held off the men and Women as Jack and Fawks escaped onto the side, but the they were learning and one fork tongued woman snatched the sword from her hand and she backed up worriedly. 'Any time now guys.' She yelped.

'Just a second' Fawks yelled back.

'I may not have a choice on that!' Thin rope was lowered down to her and she rolled her eyes grabbing for it. Jack held the other end taught as she climbed up as fast as she could. A ripping sound caught her attention as she neared the edge of the bridge. 'It's snapping!' A thick wire appeared at her side, She didn't think, just grabbed a hold as Fawks called to her.

'Don't grab it yet!' It was to late, 275 000 volts raced through her body as Fawks and Jack hauled her over the side. Jack collapsed at the side, dead. Fawks shook off the electricity and fell beside Winter. Her hand was burnt, her breath had stopped, her heart beat…non-existent.

TTT

"Winter?" Fawks asked, not believing what her instincts were whispering to her. She sat up, looking over Winter's body.

Corpse? The demon in her mind questioned. "Winter?" She tried again, shaking the woman in front of her. "Win?" There was a gasp from a few feet away. Jack sat up in shock, looking around him. He took in the scene in front of him, Winter unmoving and Fawks sat up by her side, staring with unbelieving eyes.

"Fawks…" Jack murmured quietly. Groaning as he stood. She looked up at him and then back down again.

"I… she's…" Fawks stuttered. Her voice quavering.

"I'm so sorry, Fawks." Jack said, crouching down by her side.

"No." she shook her head, "She can't be, not her." Jack wrapped his arm around her with a squeeze. Fawks leant down and wrapped her arms around Winter's torso and legs, lifting her up. A dead weight.

"Do you want me to…" Jack began.

"No. I've got her." She snapped. Looking down onto Winter's form. Jack watched as she walked back to the direction of the SUV, parked in the distance. Fawks didn't sit in the front as Jack drove back to the hub, she sat in the back with Winter's head in her lap, looking down almost hopefully for her to wake up. Jack looked on with sad eyes, glancing into the rear view mirror.

In the hub Jack walked in first, and the team could tell from the look on his face that something had gone wrong.

"Jack..?" Gwen asked, he merely shook his head, looking back over his shoulder as Fawks walked through the cog door.

"Winter." Ianto said quietly. Placing his tray of coffee onto a desk. Fawks ignored everyone as she walked down the stairs into the medical bay. Tenderly placing Winter down on the table she looked up into Jacky's eyes.

"Fawks…" Jacky began,

"No. she's not. She can't be."

"but…"

"Please, Jacky, just run every test ever imaginable on her, there must be something still there, she's connected to this ship somewhere, and that would never let her die." Jacky looked at her team mates sadly. "Please."

TTT

Fawks was stood leaning by the wall when Jacky sighed and looked up at her. "Just keep it as dumb as possible." She sighed.

"I'm sorry, Fawks. There's nothing, no vitals no brain waves, nothing. She's gone." Fawks found herself sliding down the wall with no real control over the motion. Landing on the floor, with her back against the cool plaster. Her vision blurred and her mind fell into a state where no information was processed. People were talking to her, touching, trying to console, but it wasn't working, she just kept staring at the patch of floor in front of her. She didn't really pay any attention to the voices around her but at one point someone sat down next to her, and didn't say a word. Just let her lean on their shoulder as the world around them moved as though in fast forward. People were crowding around the table now, discussing what would happen, what they would do with the body. Body. Dead. She's gone.

She didn't realise what was going on until both she and Winter's body had been moved downstairs, Winter placed on a table, ready to be unclothed and put into one of those horrible plastic gowns and put into the deep freeze. She stood up, having been now left on her own. And slowly walked across the cold storage and stood by the table. Stroking back a stray piece of hair from Winter's face.

"I like your hair like this," Fawks told her softly. "Suits you. I should have told you that. Why didn't I tell you that? You would have liked that. You would have smiled." she took a deep breath and stroked her face lovingly. "I'm so sorry, Winter. I said I'd get you home, I'm sorry." She bent down against the table and looked up at the hundreds of numbers on each locker, then something hit her. A feeling burning inside her that she couldn't stand for this. Not after all they'd been through. "No." She snarled. "You're not becoming another number on a report."

"Fawks," Jack entered the room, John, Gwen and Ianto at his side, she looked up at him and let out a feral snarl.

"No. Jack. I won't let you, not her."

"We have too," Gwen told her gently.

"I will not let you make her non-existent. Not a chance." Fawks growled. "She's having a funeral. A proper funeral."

"She doesn't exist here," John said softly.

"She does to me!"

"Rachel…" Ianto began.

"No. there is no chance on heaven or earth I will let you put her in there and be forgotten. This girl is so utterly fantastic and selfless and…amazing. She stood back and let the two people who she loved more than anything be together, no matter how badly it hurt her. She's so amazing that the TARDIS reached out and bonded with her. The TARDIS. She's the bravest human being I have ever met. And. I. Will. Not. Let. Her. Be. Forgotten."

"Fawks. I'm sorry, but the rules…" Jack sighed.

"Do not talk shit to me about rules and regulations. Jack Harkness." She yelled. "How many times have you bent rules around yourself, and how many times have I proved that I don't care jack shit about your rules and regulations." She turned her back on the team. Looking down at Winter. "She's getting a funeral. Now get out."

"Fawks…" John began, taking a step forward.

"GET! OUT!" She screamed.