Sorry for the wait :)

My writer tool thingy is acting all kinds of weird and stupid, not to mention the errors. So, I truly and deeply apologize that its so short.

-Chapter Three-

She was 11 weeks along now. It had been a whole month since he had found out she was pregnant. Since she left Torchwood to be with Rhys.

He remembered when she told the rest of the team that she was leaving.

"I'm leaving Torchwood."

After a moment of shock and confusion, Tosh spoke. "Why?"

"I'm pregnant," Gwen said happily, taking Tosh's hands in excitement.

Jack had continued to stand behind her, staring at the ground.

Tosh and Gwen excitedly chatted about the baby, but how she didn't want her to go, while Ianto, watching from afar, wondered why Jack didn't seem excited. He knew Jack and Gwen had been close friends, and it seemed odd that Jack would be somber about the situation.

Once Tosh's excitement wore down and was replaced with sadness because of the fact that her friend was leaving, it was Owen's turn. He hugged her and congratulated her and Rhys at the same time. He saw that when he was congratulating them, Jack closed his eyes. He pulled away, smiling at Gwen.

Ianto walked over and hugged her too, not saying much, just a simple congratulations. He walked over to Jack, who had lifted his head, crossing his arms, leaning up against the railing to the stairs.

He patted Jack's shoulder and then let his hand rest on it.

"So, how does Uncle Jack feel?" Ianto asked happily.

Jack slowly turned his head to look at him. He proceeded to look around at everyone quickly.

"I feel..." he paused. "Fantastic." He smiled broadly and laughed a bit. He turned and patted Ianto's shoulder as he walked up the stairs and disappeared around the corner.

Gwen had lowered her head briefly, and then said her final goodbyes, having already packed her things.

And with that she had left. She didn't turn back around, either.

Now he was sitting in Tosh's chair, on the computer. Everyone had left for the night.

The month without her was painstakingly hard. She had called Ianto and told him to tell everyone that her and Rhys were going on a week long vacation, but she didn't say where. But that was two weeks ago, they were probably back by now.

He was on the internet, something that he knew didn't happen much on this computer, because it was used for searching for criminals and victims.

He searched and read extensively on pregnancy at 11 weeks. He looked at a picture of a woman at 11 weeks and sighed. That woman in the photograph was probably happily married and had her baby with happiness surrounding it, and not lies like like his child had to be.

He missed Gwen even more now, and wished he wouldn't have read that article. It just made things worse. He leaned back in the chair.

He knew that now, now that she had chosen Rhys, he wasn't going to be in his baby's life. He didn't expect anyone to understand, but he wished he could talk to someone. He wished he could talk to Gwen and try just one more time to make her see what she was doing to him.

The computer dinged, and a text appeared on the bottom of the screen that said, "Email From Gwen Cooper."

He couldn't help himself. He opened the message and was surprised to see a picture attached to the email. He opened it also, and stared sadly at Gwen and Rhys taking a picture in front of a tree, both wearing sunglasses. He guessed wherever they were it was earlier in the day than in Cardiff.

Then something struck him as odd. Very odd.

Gwen's belly had grown, because of the pregnancy. Yes, normal. But the odd thing was she was much too big. Just a large baby, perhaps? Barely likely. No, something was off. His eyebrows creased in thought.

He leaned closer to the screen.

"Sir?"

Jack nearly peed himself.

"Ianto...you scared me."

"I'm sorry sir. What're you looking at?" he asked curiously.

"Um," he said, closing out everything on the screen so that all that was visible was the Torchwood symbol. "Nothing."

"You were leaning really close to the screen and looked like you were very serious. And then you exit everything out so I won't see. Yes, of course its nothing," Ianto said sarcastically.

"Its not important," Jack said, standing up and stretching. "Why're you still here, anyway?"

"I couldn't sleep," he replied flatly.

Jack crossed his arms. "You should try and take some benadryl."

"No, I'm fine."

Jack nodded. He said goodnight and left the Hub, and walked down the street with his hands in his pockets. It was getting colder, and he could feel the chill of the winter getting more apparent. He walked to a little 24 hour coffee shop and entered. It smelt of brewing coffee and cookies. He took a few steps in and glanced around the small dining area. He didn't see anything out of the ordinary, until he did, of course. He double glanced him.

It was unusual to see Rhys at a coffee shop, but Gwen wasn't there. He looked over at him, and saw he talking from across a small wooden table to a woman with dark blonde wavy hair.

Okay then, he was talking to a friend. So what?

He went to the counter, trying not to draw attention to himself. He ordered a small, black coffee and went to the opposite side of the dining area He took his coat off and hung it on the back of his chair. He straightened his suspenders and sat down with his coffee, sipping slowly, eying Rhys from the corner of his eye. He knew there was nothing weird about him going out to coffee with a friend, but for it to be this late at night...

What if it was true, that he was cheating?

No, not Rhys. He wouldn't do that. He loved Gwen.

He looked over to see him clearly. He was holding hands with this girl.

Be it the feelings inside he had been bottling up, or the anger or sadness maybe, he found himself standing by the booth at which Rhys sat.

Thank you for reading, and for the sake of David Tennant review :)

Venez Retour, I am told by Google Translate, means "Come Back" in the beautiful language of French. Sorry if I'm wrong, French speakers, please correct me if I'm wrong. Or, rather, Google is wrong.