A/N: This chapter is Gwen/Rhys there will be some Janto in a few chapters time. XD

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood. If I did, there would be a musical episode.

Gwen stared at her husband as he chattered on about transport routes. 'Her husband,' some things you got used to, but that was going to take some time… Married, she was actually married. It didn't take her long to see Weevils in the sewers or aliens that could rip your head off as normal life, but being married…

"You alright, love?" Rhys reached across the table and squeezed her hand. Gwen looked up at him and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Yeah. I was just thinking about what to order." She handed her menu to a passing waiter and gave him her order. Rhys did the same, and then he continued to witter. Gwen looked around the restaurant; it was filled with young couples celebrating Valentine's Day.

"…What do you think, love?" Rhys finished.

Gwen didn't even glance at him.

"Gwen?" Gwen looked at him.

"What? Oh, yeah!" Gwen smiled pretending she'd been listening.

"You're not even listening, are you?" Rhys sighed.

"What? Yeah, Yeah, course I am, Darling" She reached over and held his hand. He pulled it away.

"No, you're not. I can tell, you've got that long-distance stare on you, like your thinking about summat else and you're not even acknowledging me!" Rhys yelled.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about work…"

"No, I don't wanna know! This is supposed to be our Valentine's Day and all you can think about is bloody work!" Rhys shook his head.

"Sorry, I just…"

"No, Gwen! I'm bloody sick of it! Work this, Work that!"

"Sorry, love. We'll talk about what you want."

"Right, love." Rhys sighed then smiled.

The conversation flickered from the weather, to holidays they'd been on, then to TV, and then their food arrived.

As they eat, they sat in silence. The silence was strangely uncomforting. Every now and then she would glance up from her food, hoping to catch his eye and start a conversation, but his eyes never left his plate. Her mobile broke the silence with a jingle. She pulled it out. Rhys looked up.

"Don't answer it, love, please." He sighed.

"It's Owen." Gwen smiled as she put the phone to her ear. "Yup?"

"You don't know how to work the coffee machine by any chance, do you?" Owen asked, hesitantly.

"What?! No! Why are you asking me anyway? Go call Ianto!" Gwen yelled.

"Damn! I would have called Ianto, but he's out with Jack and he's switched his mobile off!"

"Whatever!" she hung up on him. She switched her mobile off.

"Sorry, love. That was Owen being a prick." Gwen smiled at Rhys and continued to eat her food.

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