Jack sat between Ianto and Emily in the med bay. Holding onto Ianto's hand, he managed to keep a vigil on both of them. Even though Owen had told him to get some rest, Jack had refused to and remained with his loved ones.

Emily and Ianto were both in comas. Owen had worked on both of them for over eight hours since their injuries were severe.

Emily had suffered from internal bleeding, broken bones and severe bruising. Owen had managed to get her stable even with Jack hovering around like a mother hen. Ianto had stopped breathing briefly and had now been set up with life support. Both were very lucky to still be alive but again they weren't out of the woods yet either.

John had taken Holly down to the cells and remained with her. Jack wasn't entirely sure if there were feelings there but all he knew was that he wanted the woman out of his sight before she got a bullet between the eyes, the only reason she hadn't was because John had stopped him. Apparently he could see good in her, Jack wasn't so certain about that. John had a chance to change if he took it but some just couldn't be changed no matter how hard a person tried.

Jack looked up as Owen made an appearance. He was checking on his patients every half hour or so. "How they doing? Any change?" Owen asked professionally as well as a concerned friend and uncle. "They're still the same. Guess that's a good thing since they're not getting worse. Owen, when Emily comes around. When she's strong enough, I want you to give her a small dose of Retcon" Jack told him seriously, squeezing Ianto's hand gently as he turned to brush a strand of dark hair away from Emily's face gently.

"Jack, I don't know if I can do that. Ianto would have a go, you know he would, not after…" Owen trailed off. "Not after the 456. I know. But like I said last time I made the decision to give my children Retcon, the reasons were simple. 1. I wasn't going to have my children terrified of aliens because of the 456 and 2. What Agent Johnson did to Griffin and Emily…they needed to forget it. Plus me and Ianto were planning on taking them to London for their holidays. I don't want them remembering fear and pain there do I? It was for their own goods" Jack bit back defensively.

"Well lucky we had the children when the 456 paid a visit since all that scary talking through the children part, we had test subjects but that's not the point. This is different Jack. This isn't aliens, this is human beings who wanted to get at you by hurting your child. Other people have to get on normally, not give them a drug to make them forget" Owen pointed out.

"Yeah but most families don't have a father who is technically the mother, the said father being unable to die and both parents working for a dangerous company that takes out aliens. I mean their godfather is a Timelord for crying out loud" Jack shrugged. "When you put it like that…" Owen smirked. "Anyway most people would find that completely freaky but your children love it. They love Janet and Myfannwy and most of all they love you and Ianto. They have Torchwood in their blood, you can tell" Owen added, ignoring the look that Jack gave him when he used the term freaky. "They're safe with you".

"Daddy…"

Jack turned his head swiftly to the left as he heard the weak voice of his daughter, letting go of Ianto's hand gently and sitting on the bed next to his little girl. "Emily? Its ok baby, Daddy's here. You're safe. I promise" he soothed, stroking her cheek with his thumb tenderly.

Emily opened her clear blue eyes slowly and started to cry. Owen looked like he wanted to jump in there and give her an examination but right now she needed Jack more than a prodding. He knew that the child would be very scared and just wanted to be held by her daddy so he stayed back. Then felt better of it and checked on Ianto instead.

Jack glanced at Owen giving him a grateful look when he was given the permission to touch Emily. "Come on now, its alright. Shh" Jack continued to sooth, very gently getting Emily out of the bed covers and onto his lap. Wrapping her up in a warm blanket, he started to rock her gently in his arms, kissing her hair.

As she started to settle against him, Jack stood up, still rocking her gently and looked at Ianto. He was still dead to the world and that concerned Jack. "Owen, could you get Em some Ribena? I would go but I don't want to leave his side just yet….then you can give her a lookover" he added at the look that Owen was giving him.

"Da? Want Da!" Emily cried, clinging to Jack's braces. Jack couldn't help a small tear leave his eye and trickle down his cheek. He turned his daughter so her face was against his chest and she couldn't see his emotions, though she was quite an intelligent child and probably knew that he was crying and upset. "He's sleeping angel. You can have a cuddle when he wakes up" Jack promised, glancing at Ianto's still form. 'and that means you have to make sure I keep that promise' he thought. "When wake up?" Emily persisted. "I don't know baby, soon.".