An: Hi, sorry it took so long to update, I've had a hectic few weeks plus I kind of lost inspiration for this story, and I think I am back on track now. Thank you to everyone who as put his story on their alert, and also thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. But please, please keep reviewing; they make my day so much brighter.

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The bustle of Banff in the evening as Jack strolled along the main avenue made his tongue tingle. All the lives, merging and interacting. He headed for a lively looking bar and settled at a table watching the people around him. Letting his mind wander, he found himself lost in thoughts of friends past and future, but could not keep his mind from wondering what Gwen was doing. He thought about her and Rhys' relationship, it had definitely been getting more turbulent over the past few months, that's what this holiday was supposed to be for, a chance for them to recharge and reconnect, but as is the way when you work for Torchwood, things tend to get in the way.

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Jack unlocked the door to their now shared room and closed it quietly behind him, walking into the lounge area and his heart jumped in his chest at what he saw; Gwen lying on the sofa, curled up on her side, sound asleep. His breath caught in his throat slightly as he continued to watch her. Her chest rose and fell almost hypnotically; her face looked relaxed, it made her look younger somehow.

Jack moved quietly over to the TV and turned it off, he padded upstairs and got a quilt from her bed and gently covered her with it, taking one last look at her he made his way upstairs, he lay on his bed and let his mind wander off into the night.

Gwen was awoken by soft humming and the smell of coffee as it wafted past her, she stretched and opened her eyes slowly, yawning loudly, "g'morning Gwen," Jack chuckled. Gwen sat up on the sofa, taking a minute to collect herself, "Oh, hi Jack." She looked at the quilt on her questioningly and then to Jack, he smiled at her, "Oh, when I got back you were asleep so I brought your blanket down." She got up, adjusting her pyjamas and walked over to the kitchen area Jack was currently occupying.

"What are you making?" Gwen asked, clutching her cup of coffee and peering over Jacks shoulder. "Pancakes! Big, fluffy pancakes!! Go sit down, they're ready!!" he exclaimed like an over excited kid.

Gwen sat down at the table and a plate of steaming pancakes was placed in front of her before Jack sat opposite and offered her the maple syrup with a waggle of his eyebrows and a grin.

Gwen laughed at him and enjoyed her breakfast, they chatted and joked and then Jack stood up and went over to the window doors to look out. "Gwen, look it snowed last night." He spoke so quietly she only just heard him. She went over and stood next to him, "Let's go for a walk" she said and that's exactly what they did.

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The snow somehow made everything seem more peaceful, quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the crisp crunching of snow underfoot as Jack and Gwen wandered through the quiet streets. They found themselves sat on a bench on a lookout point above the town. The sun had yet to break through the snowy sky and everything was covered in a matte half light.

Jack glanced at Gwen and was taken aback to see tears running down her cheeks. She looked at him and smiled guiltily. "I was just thinking how Rhys would have dragged me out last night probably got totally pissed and ended up with a nasty hangover and I would have missed this. It's truly beautiful jack," she smiled again and looked away. "You know, I heard about a place near here, it has a beautiful chateau hotel surrounded by frozen lakes and mountains, how about we go and stay up there for a few days?" Jack looked pensive as he asked, afraid of her reaction.

"Jack, I don't know, I came away for a relaxing holiday with Rhys, and before you know it it's tuned into a whole Torchwood debacle, maybe I should just go home and try to sort this mess out with Rhys." She sighed, walking away from him and trudged through the snow.

"Gwen wait!" Jack shouted, but she ignored him and made her way back to the hotel.

Later that evening Jack still hadn't turned up back at the hotel and Gwen was starting to get worried. She knew she shouldn't have walked off from him; he was just trying to be nice, 'I guess he just felt sorry for me because of Rhys' she thought to herself, she sat down on the sofa and flicked through the TV channels, trying to distract her mind from worrying about where Jack might be.

An: Where is Jack? Is he ok? I might post another chapter tonight, depends how i get on!