Conclusion

Luckily Jackie got through to her husband before Rob could regain consciousness. He had, of course, acted alone. Too greedy to discover everything about this new fascinating creature and keep that knowledge for himself.

When Pete descended on Torchwood with the fury of a thousand demons; Rob was thrown into the very cell he had locked Jackie in as they searched the area for John. Rose had insisted on coming along even though he begged her to stay at the house.

She was the one who found him. She almost instinctively knew he would be in a place with a good vantage point and located him up on the roof sitting on the ledge looking down at the grounds.

He watched her approach with his large dark eyes glistening in the sun, "are you hurt?" she ran to him running her hands over his thin body, searching for any visible wounds.

He took her hands in his, "I'm fine," he whispered, his expression unreadable, "how are you feeling?" he asked.

"Me?" she stepped back with a laugh, "I was having a good soak while some maniac tried to dissect you!"

"He never got that far," John protested still gazing into her hazel eyes with a strange look on his face.

"Then what's wrong?" she asked, evidently puzzled by his strange behaviour.

Before he could answer Pete threw open the rooftop door, "congratulations!" he chortled and handed John a large cigar from the box he habitually kept on his desk.

Rose looked from her stepfather to her lover, confused, "someone want to tell me just what is going on?"

Jackie popped up behind Pete, and stomped over to Rose, "what are you doing up here in this wind? You'll catch your death! A woman in your condition has to be more careful!"

Rose's eyes grew very wide, and she cupped her hands over her stomach, "a woman in my condition?" she repeated slowly, "you don't mean?"

"Super sperm," John grinned wryly, "able to leap tall buildings in a single bound…"

"Are you sure?" she looked down at herself shakily.

Pete stepped up, "the bio-scanners that are at every entrance of this place," he gestured around himself, "scanned you and I've confirmed it. You're going to be a mum!"

John stood up, "you don't have to go through with this…"

He started to reassure her, but she cut him off with, "I hope he has your eyes," she spoke dreamily as she rubbed her still narrow waist.

"How do you know it'll be a boy?" John asked.

"A mother knows these things," Rose laughed nervously and taking one of his hands in hers pressed it to her stomach.

Pete waited a good measure before approaching the two awestruck lovers, "we have to keep that baby safe," he ventured, "and the best way for you to do that," he looked meaningfully at John, "is to come to work for me."

"You want me to work for Torchwood?" he frowned, "the very place that wanted to lock me up?"

"That's not the way I want it to be, help me make it into a better place!" Pete pleaded, "with your knowledge and my guidance we can turn this into a grand institution and hopefully enlighten, not entrap any future 'visitors'!"

"You have to get a job now!" Jackie's voice cut in, "you got a family to support!"

John looked from Rose's still softly smiling face to the eager one of Pete's and sighed, "OK, but I refuse to wear a tie."

Pete thrust out his hand, "welcome aboard," he grinned, "now about my grandson…"