So, I'm dark the next two nights. For those not involved in the theatre, it means I have the night off! So I'm going to try really hard to update. :D
Gwen and Owen arrived at Owen's flat, and he lugged her bags upstairs. When they got to his door, he stopped her.
"Hold on a tic." Gwen waited patiently while Owen ran inside. She could hear Owen moving things about, crashing, Owen cursing, tripping, more cursing. Gwen giggled. Owen opened his door, breathing heavily.
"Okay. Come in." Gwen walked into the flat she had been in so many times before, but this time it wasn't some shameful night of passion where she would sneak out in the early hours of the morning. This was her new home. The room was dark, but she could see misshapen piles all over the typically barren living room.
"Turn on the light." Owen had a note of anticipation in his voice. Gwen flicked the lights on. Her hands jumped to her mouth and she gasped. She saw a half built cot, baby clothes for boys and girls, assorted stuffed animals, and Gwen's personal favorite, stacks and stacks of baby books.
"Owen…What happened?!? First you leave the Hub in a panic, and then you go out and buy all this? What changed?" Gwen smiled.
"Well, after I left, Jack verbally kicked my arse. So I really just needed to think. I walked around and wound up near the hospital. This guy ran up to me and handed me a cigar saying, 'Congratulate me! It's a boy! I have a son!' I told him that I just found out that I was going to be a dad too, he told me, 'You should be thrilled mate! You're gonna be that kid's hero.' So I kept walking, and I realized: My dad was never there when I was growing up. He ducked out before I was born. I told myself that I would never be like him, but that's exactly who I was becoming. I thought about you and Diana and Katie, and I realized that there is no one on this Earth who I would rather have my child with. So, I found the nearest shop and bought all this! I had some time to kill, so I started building the cot. I actually snuck back into the Hub to get a screwdriver I left there and Ianto gave me this," Owen picked up a stuffed Weevil, "I think he made it himself…that man has too much time on his hands…" Gwen cleared her throat. "Oh right. I did some reading too, looking at baby names and stuff." He picked up a thick book of names. Some of the names were already highlighted. "If it's a boy, I was thinking of-" He was cut off by Gwen's lips crashing down on his own. He dropped the book and kissed the mother of his child.
"I love you Owen." Gwen said when they pulled apart.
"Really?" Owen smiled.
"Yeah." Gwen smiled back.
"I love you too." And he kissed her again.
They spent the rest of the night talking about the future. Jack was right, it was the 21st century, and everything was changing.