Much love for update time! I only have one day of classes left before you have to share me with my best friend Eric, my job, and wedding planning with only engaged friend Katie. So…pretty much I'm still uber busy. Sorry. I still don't own anything. Please review. I need something to show off to people *cough* best friend Eric *cough*. Without further adieu, let's get Tosh a man! And this chapter is for the Janto fans.

Tosh came bouncing into the Hub, a huge smile drawn across her face.

"Hey mum and dad." She was practically skipping.

"Hey Lady, why are you so chipper?" Gwen asked sweetly.

Tosh flung her bag into her chair with a flourish and popped her hip.
"I met a man" She brightly spoke. Gwen hadn't ever seen this side of Tosh. She and Owen looked at each other wide eyed.

"Well…Tell me about him!" Gwen tried to get up, but her 'massive pregnant ass wouldn't let her without a fight.

"His name is Ross Jenkins, he works for UNIT, he's a guard. More like a foot soldier really, but he's incredibly clever, and funny, and sweet, and we have a date tomorrow night!" Tosh was jumping up and down like a teenager. Gwen squealed and forced herself out of her chair to hug Tosh.

"Congrats Tosh." Owen gave her a knowing look, he was happy she was moving on.

"Yeah, congrats." Said Jack who had just walked in with Ianto.

"Oh, and on the subject of good news…" Gwen lifted her hand

"A rubber band?" Ianto turned his head to the left like a confused puppy.

"No, Tea-boy," Owen said with a smile, "Well, I guess in reality it's just a rubber band, but think about it. What finger is it on?" He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. The light came on behind Ianto's eyes. Gwen was hopping from one foot to the other.

"I'm going to be Mrs. Harper!" she said as she performed some sort of weird, pregnant, jazz hands number. Owen, who had been rocking back in his chair, fell backwards with a thud.

"Still not used to that…" Owen grumbled, still not moving from the floor.

"And more good news!" Ianto smiled, "Go on, and say it!" Ianto poked Jack in the ribs.

"I, Captain Jack Harkness," Jack said, rolling his eyes, "Of soundish mind and very sound body, am in love with Ianto Jones."

"See! See! I finally got him to say it!" Ianto had never behaved this erratically before. He ran over to Owen, who was still lying on the floor.

"Suck it Harper! Who's Jack's convenient shag now?" Owen let Ianto have his gloat-fest. He had been a real twat to Ianto, so he deserved to have his moment in the sun.

"I'm sorry Ianto, I was wrong; I will never do it again." Owen said sarcastically as Ianto helped him up.

"Anymore good news? No? Oka- Oh." Gwen clutched her stomach.

"Baby kicking again?" Owen took a step forward.

"No. Owen, this is different. Ohh!" Gwen doubled over and sat down.

"Owen, she can't be going into labor, she's only seven months along-" Tosh started.

"You think I don't know that! I'm a doctor damn it!" Owen helped Gwen up and walked her to the med-bay. She slowly lowered herself down onto the autopsy table. The team stood by nervously. Owen did a brief exam. He then kissed Gwen on the forehead, and whispered to her, and went to the team.

"Gwen's going into premature labor. I may be able to stop it, but she will have to be on bed rest for a while, probably the rest of the pregnancy. Which means…I can't move her." Owen put his hands in his pockets.

"Wait, Gwen is stuck at Torchwood?" Jack asked.

"Yeah. Gwen's stuck at Torchwood."