Disclaimer Torchwood and Dr Who do not belong to me.

Fight.

"Jack!" Ianto yelled as sirens could be heard in the distance. He looked around as the bars and clubs around the Bay began to close their doors, the patrons scared of what was going on outside. The rain soaked the Cardiff streets as Gwen raised a hand to her head. Jack was still sprawled over her as she gently pushed him away.

"Gwen!" Ianto yelled as another round of gunfire exploded around them.

"You ok?" Gwen yelled. "Ianto!"

Jack opened his eyes as he heard Ianto's name. He ached in places he never knew he had. The pushed himself up into a sitting position as Gwen ducked back behind the statue as a piece of stone exploded off the side.

"Jack?" She snapped her head around as she saw a woman with red hair run towards them. "Jack? Bloody Hell, this is taking the piss." She snapped as Jack shook his head.

"You ok?"

"Do I look ok? No I am not bloody ok." Gwen hissed as Jack pulled his gun. "And that is not going to bloody help."

"What do you suggest we do? Act as bait? Give them some target practice?" Jack hissed as she stepped sideways and walked towards the red haired woman as thunder screamed out over the Bay.

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"So that's how you ended up with Jack?" Rhys handed her the mug of coffee as Donna nodded.

"Yeah. Not exactly as exiting as the wedding day fiasco a couple of Christmasses ago but yeah. Jack picked me up and helped put me back together. I still see my grandad but Mum wants nothing to do with me. Apparently it makes her look bad. Grandad says I'm to give it time, that she's just being stubborn. But I dunno. I was never the child she wanted. Never good enough, you know?" Donna held his gaze as he nodded.

"Yeah."

"I mean I can't imagine you ever thinking that about her." Donna smiled at the sleeping baby. "You're brilliant with her."

"That's what Gwen says." He smiled. "Look Donna, you know things with Torchwood can get pretty hairy. I mean if this is another version of Torchwood then I think you need to know what you are involved in."

"I know." Donna looked back at him. "I've been running from them for the last six months. That Rift trapped them when the Battle of Canary Wharf happened. Now they are back. Three members of staff from London Torchwood are hellbent on revenge. After all if the Rift runs through Cardiff why wasn't it Jack and his team that were dragged through? Why the London branch?"

"Branch? You make it sound like a real organisation." Rhys smiled slightly. "Like a bank."

"It is real. It is older than you can imagine. I mean Queen Victoria started it. But the Cardiff branch was always different. The welsh have always done their own thing and Torchwood is no different." Donna turned back to the window. "When Jack took over he changed it. It isn't the Torchwood it was."

"So they didn't used to fight aliens then." Rhys scoffed.

"No." Donna sighed. "They didn't. They killed them. No compassion. No attempt at understanding them. Just massacred them. Jack changed that."

"What?"

"That's what this lot want to do. That's what they are programmed for. It's all they know." She stared at Rhys as the colour drained from his face.

"They want to kill Ianto, Jack and Gwen." He stared.

"No." Donna swallowed hard. "They need to kill them. And us. I escaped from them. If it wasn't for Jack they would have succeeded."

"But."

"Don't ask me why. I have no idea. Could be something to do wiv these particle things the Doctor says I have. It could be that they sense I've travelled with the Doctor. You, probably because you know about them. I told you, there aint no sense to this. They kill. That's what they do."

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"Gwen." Jack spoke quietly as he stared at his daughter. "Open your eyes."

"Bugger off."

"Gwen." He tried not to laugh as he heard her answer him.

"Is she ok?" Ianto crouched down next to her.

"I am bloody here you know."

"She's fine." Jack smiled as she opened her eyes to scowl at him.

"What hit me?"

"You walked towards a woman. No a ghost carrying a flick knife and a handgun. What do you think happened to you?" Ianto shook his head.

"I'm dead."

"Not yet." Jack helped her to her feet as the world swam around her.

"Gwen?" Ianto stared at her as a trickle of blood escaped her hairline. Jack caught her as she fell into his arms.

"Gwen, stop messing about." Jack whispered in her ear. "Gwen?"

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A/N More soon?