"Have you seen what someone had dumped up the street!" Rhys was ranting all the way down the hall, "a bloody great big SUV, blacked out windows and everything, looks like that bloody monstoristiy you use to ride around in. Who needs one of them around here? Surely if they can afford one of those, not to mention its fuel, then why can't they afford to park it in their own drive." The kitchen door burst open. "I mean really, bloody cheek, that what it is Gwen."

Gwen, Jack and Ianto where sat around the kitchen table looking through print outs of houses and potential hubs. All three looked up as Rhys stormed into the kitchen.

"Hi hun, good day?" Gwen sounded bright.

Rhys surveyed the group at the table. "Yeah not bad. What you guys up to?"

"Ianto and I didn't think it was fair to out stay our welcome so we're having a look for a place of our own."

"A place of your own, right well, that will be nice won't it." Rhys peered over the table. "That's a bit ugly for a home though isn't it?" He said pointing at one of the potential hubs.

"Well, we had that one in mind as a new hub rather than a new home." Ianto informed.

"A new hub?" Rhys sounded cautious as he said the word.

"Yes, well Gwen's done a fantastic job while we've been away, but the rift activity looks to be picking up and I think we're going to need something a bit," Jack paused while he searched for the right word, "a bit bigger, than your study if we're going to deal with it proper."

"Deal with it?" Rhys was still cautious.

"Yes, that's what torchwood does." Jack sounded though he might loose his patience if anymore questions came his way.

"Torchwood, so you're going back into business?"

"Yes."

"Just the two of you?" Rhys pulled up a chair and joined them at the table.

"Erm," Jack looked at Gwen, Gwen looked from Rhys to Jack and back again. They'd never actually said anything about who would be part of the new torchwood but all had assumed that at least the 3 remaining members would form the foundations.

"No! No way!" Rhys stood up again, nearly knocking his chair over as he did so.

"Rhys, sit down." Gwen demanded.

"I will not. What were you thinking? He just waltzed back in here, coat flailing behind him and you're off, doing everything he asks. You have a daughter now you can't just abandon her. What do I say to her when Mummy doesn't make it home for tea again. When she's got a big part in the school concert, but oh no, you can't make it Gwen, no because you're off risking your life chasing aliens." Rhys turned his attention to Jack. "You are not destroying my family like you destroy everyone else, this is my family and you can't take that away."

"Rhys," Jack's voice was low and steady, "No one is going to take your family away from you. Gwen can do as many or as few hours as she wants, we can work things round Carys. This is about having the best people on the job, and Gwen is the best person for her job, she is welcome to be part of the team or not as she chooses. But that's as she chooses, it's her choice."

Rhys opened his mouth to say something, but changed his mind and just looked exasperatedly at Gwen.

"I'm going to be part of this." Gwen said factually. She reached for his hand and squeezed it.

Rhys breathed out and sat down. Gwen and Jack exchanged glances. No one said anything.

The door bell rang.

"Can you get that Jack?" Gwen called from the kitchen, where she and Rhys were preparing tea.

"On my way," Ianto was already up and on his feet.

He turned the Yale lock, and pulled open the front door.

"Hi Ianto!" Martha was stood on the step black bag clutched in her left hand.

"You found it ok then?" Ianto asked, stepping back to let into the hallway.

"Yep, just gave the address to the taxi, and next thing you know, here I am."

"Great things taxi's" Ianto said.

"Yeah," Martha smiled, "Something smells good. Gwen in the kitchen?"

"Her and Rhys are cooking tea. Jacks sat at the table browsing property brochures."

"How exciting," said Martha, following Ianto down the hallway.

"Evening," Martha said poking her head into the kitchen.

"Martha!" Gwen exclaimed and left the pasta boiling as she dashed across to greet her properly. "How are you?"

"I'm great thanks, and you? And Carys?"

"Both well, she's asleep at the moment, don't think she stay that way much longer though."

Martha laughed.

"There's still 40minutes until the food is read. Its just pasta bake, sorry, nothing exciting."

"No that sounds lovely Gwen, much appreciated I promise."

Gwen smiled. "I'd best go keep on an eye on it. Make yourself at home."

"Hey Jack, Ianto said you were looking at properties."

"Yeah, what do you think?" Jack handed her a very angular looking new build with lots of glass.

"It's certainly different. The question is do you two like it?"

"I think it has potential" Said Ianto.

"I'm going to phone the agent in the morning." Jack said placing the papers back on the table.

"Do you think we could start the check now?" Ianto sounded nervous.

Martha looked at Jack and then at Ianto with a sympathetic smile, "of course, we should be able to get most of them done in half an hour. Where do you want to go?"

"Study" suggested Ianto.

Martha rummaged among the boxes of stuff in the study, and pulled out a collection of gadgets that Ianto remembered seeing in Owen's medical bay.

"You'll need to take your shirt off. See if you can find somewhere comfortable to sit."

Ianto pulled up the office chair, removed his shirt and sat down, he shivered as the cold leather touched his back.

"Sorry," said Martha, "can you sit forward a bit."

To begin with it was a bit like being at the school nurse. Martha examined his face, especially his eyes and mouth. Then she listened to his chest in various places front and back, the stethoscope even colder than the chair. The next bit was more like a try out for the school football team, and then it all got more involved and Ianto found himself donating the second sample of blood in as many days. Martha wrote notes on a small notepad, and ran a few tests on the blood. She began to examine his insides with the singularity scalpel.

"Please don't actually fire that thing." Ianto said, he knew all to well its history, and although it had saved both Martha and Gwen's lifes, he was sure there had been more accidents with it than cures.

"Would I?" Martha teased, "its just really useful to have a quick look inside, not often you get to that, not in this sort of detail anyway. I mean ultrasound is great, but it's a bit grainy and 2D.

Ianto managed a small smile.

"Right, all done." Martha said, stepping back and peeling off her purple gloves.

"Great," said Ianto unsteadily "is it good news?"