I didn't abandon, just got really procrastinate-ie. Please don't hate me. I have a few ideas of some little epilogue bits, so this probably isn't the last you'll see of More Harpers, but I don't really know. R&R please! I own nothing.

Five hours later, Gwen was in heavy labor. She wouldn't be confined to the bed, so she wandered the Hub, groaning loudly when she had a strong contraction. Owen was always with her, never leaving her side. For Ianto, Jack, and Tosh, it was a waiting game.

"How did I let this happen…" Gwen moaned.

"I dunno, but I'm glad it did." Owen was trying to be sweet.

"Shut up, Harper!" Owen let her be moody.

Jack and Tosh sat back, gently spinning in their chairs, while Ianto paced back and forth.

"So Owen, boy or girl, what do you think?" Jack asked lazily. Gwen groaned through another contraction.

"Not the time Jack!" Owen shouted.

"I think it's a boy." Tosh said happily.

"Really? Why?" Jack asked, leaning forward slightly. Tosh shrugged.

"Just do." She took out her phone, waved it around, looking for a signal, sighed, and put her phone away.

"Who are you trying to reach?" Jack asked in a sing song voice. Tosh tried to suppress a smile.

"Ross." She replied in an equally annoying tone.

"Your boyfriend." Jack teased.

"Yeah!" Tosh said, smug look plastered all over her face.

"Well, I've got one too!" Jack pulled Ianto into his lap as he passed by. He gave the Welshman a light kiss on the neck. Ianto forced his way out of Jack's lap.

"Gwen is in labor, and you two are being children. Do you know how much could go wrong? When my sister had her first, she nearly ripped in half!"

"Don't be a drama queen, Yan." Tosh rolled her eyes.

"Okay, maybe not in half, but she tore really badly." Ianto started biting his nails. The team was quiet.

"Gw- Gwen!" Owen caught Gwen as she sat down on the floor.

"It's time, Owen! I'm having the baby now!"

"Okay, let me get you to the autopsy table-"

"I'm not having my baby on an autopsy table! That's gross!" She was leaning back against Owen's chest.

"Christ, Gwen! Whadda ya want to do? Have the baby on the floor?" Gwen leaned her head back and groaned. She was starting to push. "Shit! Okay, okay! Have it your way." Owen turned to Tosh, "Get me a sheet, towels, anything!" Tosh ran off. "Ianto, sit where I am and hold Gwen up." Ianto nodded and did as he was told…until he saw a little blood and passed out. "Oh, a gunshot wound or Weevil gash he can handle, but the miracle of life, he's useless! Jack, take over for your boy toy!" Jack dragged the unconscious form of his lover away from Gwen and took his place. Tosh ran back with two, wide towels and Owen placed them under Gwen. She immediately started pushing.

Ten pushes later, with a scream and the wail of new breath, the Harper baby was brought into the world. The screaming baby awakened Ianto.

"Baby!" Ianto exclaimed groggily, "Very. Loud. Baby."

"Just like mum and dad." Jack said, kissing Ianto on the head.

Owen cut the umbilical cord and wrapped his little, pink baby in a fresh towel and handed the bundle to Gwen, who was already crying.

"It's our baby. Look, Gwen. It's our daughter. It's our little girl. She's beautiful. Like her mother." He kissed Gwen on the forehead, tears running down his cheek.

"Our daughter." Gwen said, exhausted, "Our daughter."

"What are we gonna call her?" Owen whispered. They looked at their little girl, her brown eyes trying to focus on her parents, her thick, black hair mussed up.

"Victoria. Victoria Janet."

"Victoria. I like it."

"Victoria Janet Harper. Welcome home." Gwen kissed her daughter for the first time.

Awww, they named her after the founder of Torchwood. :3