Hello! Apologises for the wait, its a tiny chapter but I hope that I might manage to post more often if I write in small chunks. If you'd rather have longer chapters less often let me know. Xoxo

"So..." Jack began. "I'd just come off the phone to Gwen, when the Doctor showed up, I didn't recognise him at first he's changed appearance since the last time I saw him. But you know once I'd realised it was him he was really quite insistent that I went with him, and that we went right there and then. So we did. He wouldn't tell me where we were going, but I don't think I'll ever get there again so it doesn't matter."

Ianto returned with a tray full of steaming coffee mugs.

"Thanks" Jack said taking his and ploughing straight back into his story. "There was this head, in a jar."

"Like that hand you used to have?" Ianto asked settling down on the spare chair to Jack's right.

"A little," he smiled, "the head is a creature though, its alive it has thoughts and feeling, and is apparently very important."

"The face of boe!" Martha gasped.

"You've heard of him?" he asked.

"I've met him!" Martha said, a look of amazement growing across he face.

"Sometime in the far far future the head, face of boe, whatever apparently meets the Doctor and saves his life. But the day I met him, which is I believe many decades if not centuries before the life saving event, he was dying."

Martha covered her mouth with her hand, Gwen looked impatient and Ianto just sat there as if Jack was recounting a trip to the supermarket.

"Well if the face doesn't save the Doctor then a lot of things that have happened in the last couple of years on earth would be very different, so we couldn't let that happen. All they needed was a source of life, and who better to ask!" His grin widened again.

"Nice one." Mickey said.

"Wow," Marha said, "thanks Jack."

"Thanks?" Jacks grin slipped in to a confused frown.

"Yeah, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the face of boe and so I'm guessing I have you to thank for my life, again!" She smiled softly.

"Don't mention it." He said seriously, "I owe you so much more." He kept her gaze.

"Well that just marvellous isn't it." Gwen said failing to keep the sarcasm out of her voice.

"You got a problem with that?" Jack didn't even try to keep the accusation out of his voice.

"Have I got a problem with that?" Gwen asked "well, well, oh I don't know I just think you've maybe had life so long you've forgotten its value, you do remember what being mortal involves I hope?"

"I think this is the point when we all go home." Jack said, and stood up.

Gwen grabbed her bags and stormed out.

Martha and Mickey exchanged looks. "We'll walk." Said Mickey, "see you two in morning." He smiled at Ianto and winked at Jack.

"Night." Said martha quietly as she hurried after Mickey.

Jack breathed in, and out again. He looked across at Ianto who was still sat in his chair elbows rested on his knees. "Home?" he asked, taking the SUV keys out his coat pocket.

Ianto looked up, a small smile appeared on his fallen face. "Nothing here that won't wait." He gathered the coffee cups and headed to the kitchen.