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"Donna Noble," Jack hissed as he heard her mobile go to answerphone yet again. "Answer the damn phone will ya?" He tapped the phone as he heaerd the answer phone give the same cursary message as last time. It was really beginning to worry him. He needed to know that Donna and the others were ok. He had no idea what he would say to Gwen if her family had been destroyed and no idea what he would do if anything happened to Donna. She was like his little sister, he absolutely adored the mouthy Londoner. He swore under his breath as he headed back towards the city centre silently praying that Cardiff's nightlife wasn't going to delay him anymore than it already had.

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Gwen opened her eyes and instantly regretted it as her eyes settled on the clock on Rachel's mantlepiece. The searing headache and nausea had improved but she was worried sick. She needed to see Anwen and Rhys. The longer it was going on the more that she really believed she was never going to see her husband and daughter again.

"Bore da Sleeping Beauty." Rachel smiled slightly as Gwen pushed herself into a sitting position.

"Hello." Gwen blinked as the light hit her eyes.

"Ianto is making coffee."

"Sounds like him." Gwen couldn't help but smile at the memory of Ianto Jones and his amazing coffee. She had known him years and she still had no idea how he made coffee the way he did. "Any news?"

"No, cariad."

"Rhys calls our daughter that." Gwen sighed.

"He's a good dad?"

"Yeah, avoids nappy changes though." Gwen blinked as she realised it was later than she thought. "I can't just sit around here and wait for them. I have to be out there looking for them."

"Jack will call as soon as he has any news." Rachel tried to reason with Gwen as the younger woman got to her feet.

"Yeah." Gwen answered, Rachel knew she wasn't really listening.

"Rachel? Gwen?" Ianto walked into the small living room just as Gwen picked up her leather jacket.

"Ian, you remember back at the Plas? There were what? Three people firing at us."

"Yeah." Ianto frowned. He had no idea where Gwen was going. Literally or figuratively.

"So, when I joined Torchwood there were you, Jack, Owen, Suzie and Tosh. Then me too. Six of us. Six members of the team."

"We've had some staffing issues." Ianto didn't want to explain to Rachel the reasons only three were left. He had loved each member that they had lost in his own way. Even Owen had been a friend. Despite all the teasing and arguing. He knew Owen had been a good bloke and a great doctor. And he had loved Tosh. To Ianto that meant he had to be one of the good guys.

"I see." Rachel answered. "But?"

"But if there were only three people firing at us and they are supposed to be Torchwood London, where were the others? Why weren't they firing at us?" Gwen bit her bottom lip, deep in thought. "And I want to know who the bint with the lipstick is and why she is so determined to kill me."

"You can't just go." Ianto asked.

"I have to." Gwen met his eyes, silently begging him to understand. "Ianto, I have to. Anwen is out there and she needs me."

Ianto nodded slightly. He knew there was no way he was going to talk her out of it. Rachel shook her head, the fact the two younger people seemed to be oblivious to the danger they were in was beginning to get on her nerves.

"You two have a death wish."

"Maybe." Ianto replied. "And Jack will go spare."

"The last thing I'm going to worry about is if he is going to put me on the naughty step. He buggered off for six months after we thought you were dead. I managed then. I'll manage now." She fought the nausea and stormed out the door.

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Rhys hugged Anwen to him as he stepped out into the rain soaked Cardiff streets. He was worried sick about Gwen and had no idea what the mouthy red head in front of him was going to do next. Anwen wriggled in his arms as they reached the small cafe where Donna had met Ianto days earlier. She shook her red hair from her eyes as she realised it felt like a lifetime ago.

"Rhys."

He looked up as he heard her call his name. The baby rested her head on her father's shoulder as he caught up with Donna.

"Yeah."

"In here, there's a pay phone. I'll call Jack. I aint gonna use my mobile. Any idiot with a decent tracker could find us. Landlines are easier."

"You're the boss." Rhys smiled slightly as he follwed her into the cafe.

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Jack headed towards the old pub where he had last seen his friends and his granddaughter, praying that it was not a repeat of what happened last time one of his grandchildren had got involved in one of his cases. He was still guilt ridden over Sian and Steven. Shaking his head of the memory he slammed the breaks on the black 4x4 as the rain caused him to swerve. He was out of the car in an instant, convinced he had hit the young woman who had appeared in the road.

"What! Are you ok? God, I didn't see you. I'm so sorry!" He yelled as he ran towards the blonde who was stood in front of the car with her hands on the bonnet.

"Hi."

"Rose!"

"Well, if you answerd your phone just once!" She yelled as he stood there with his jaw hanging open.

"I could have killed you."

"Yeah." She smiled. "But you didn't. Jack, you have some serious trouble on your hands and you don't even know it."

"Rose Tyler." Jack smiled at the clearly unhurt blonde.

"Yeah." She smiled as she bit her bottom lip. "Now, we better find Donna and the others. That break in the Rift is only going to be open for a certain amount of time. I don't have long."

"How?"

"Doesn't matter. Look." She jumped into the passenger seat of the car as Jack shook his head and joined her.

"What is it?"

"It is Torchwood after you. Well, kinda. The ones that were dragged through the Rift with me at Canary Wharf. Only thing is they aint like you and your team. This is Torchwood of old. They are looking for anything and everything that crosses the Rift, including you, Donna and the Doctor."

"Including you."

"Jack, I can take care of myself. Gwen is from an old Cardiff family. She was born on the Rift. So was Ianto. That along with their Torchwood connections makes them fair game. Torchwood in my dimension is something to be feared. It isn't like yours. Hunt and kill is all they know."

"Worked that one out." Jack clenched his jaw in anger as he spoke. "But."

"We find Donna and the others, then we go to the Hub."

"There isnt a Hub anymore."

"Yes there is." Rose smiled. "You just have to know where to look."

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