Owen cannot be dead. Owen can't die without Jack forgiving him and apologising himself. He can't die without everyone saying goodbye. A year with the Master and Jack saw his whole team be brutally murdered. He promised to protect them and never let them go and instead he only just managed to stop Martha cutting up Owen's corpse before he ran out. He met the tarot card reading girl. He has no idea who she is; she's part of the rift he guessed since she never ages or dies. She told him where it was and asked him not to use it.

He ignored the request and went to the church. He snuck past the sleeping Weevils, ran before they attacked once had what he wanted. And came back to the Hub to find his team sitting in silence with grief written all over their expressions. He ran to the autopsy room, opened the box and pulled out the silver glove causing Gwen to shriek in terror.

"Are you really going to use that after what happened last time?" Gwen demanded. "Jack, the gloves are dangerous. At best it'll give us two minutes. At worst ... who knows what will happen?"

"It's not up for discussion" Jack said flatly.

"I thought the glove didn't work for you" Gwen said trying to find a way to stop him using the glove as the others hooked Owen to a monitor, the constant drone of the flat line could be heard.

"Different glove, different circumstances. This time, it has to work for me. I'm not going to give it any choice. Okay, if you've got anything you need to say to Owen, now is your chance" Jack slipped the glove over his left hand and cradled Owen's head with the hand. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate. "Owen ... it's Jack. Can you hear me?" he opened his eyes and looked up. "Owen! Hear my voice! Get a hold of it, let it draw you out, pull you out"

"I'm not getting any vital signs" Ianto said quietly.

"Owen, it's me, Jack" Jack continued ignoring Ianto, he looked up and grinned. "He's coming, he's coming!"

Owen's eyes opened, He screamed loud, long and painfully causing the team to clutch to each other, Tosh let out a whimper.

"Oh, my God!" Martha shouted.

"What happened? Where am I? Oh, God I'm shot, he shot me!" Owen said quickly panicked.

"Owen, listen to me, we don't have long" Jack said quickly trying to calm Owen down as fast as possible.

"Where am I? This isn't the hospital, this is the autopsy room" Jack puts the back of his hand against Owen's cheek; Owen turned enough to see the glove. "Jack, oh, no! What's that? What's that?"

"The resurrection glove. We lost you, but I brought you back"

Owen closed his eyes "How long have I got?"

"We're at thirty seconds and counting" Ianto said.

"Oh, no. Jesus. Really?"

"Okay, team, say your goodbyes"

"Bastard" Owen muttered. Gwen suddenly swung into his sight, her face paler than usual making her freckles stand out.

"I'm so sorry, you were right we should have been honest first. You're a good friend and I'm going to miss you so much"

Owen gave a small smiled and reframed from saying something rude. No doubt Gwen would have chucked something at him if he did. Tosh took over, she looked like she was going to be sick, she was trembling and Owen was so tempted to reach up and cup her face. Tell her everything was going to be all right.

"I'm gonna miss you" Tosh blurted out, she leaned in closer and Owen got a waft of her perfume. "And I love you. I always have" she whispered.

"Owen, I need the code for the alien morgue. You're the only one who knows it" Jack said, Owen felt irritation build up. The man could have called him back to say he was sorry or he forgave everyone but noooooooooooooooooooooooo.

"You brought me back for that? For that?!" Owen snarled.

"Sorry!"

"Oh, Jack" Owen rolled his eyes. "Its 231165" Ianto who didn't say anything looked at him and mouthed 'no one but you' causing Owen to feel a bit better. Ianto won't have anyone but him to be Best Man that cheered Owen up a little. "Okay?"

"Sorry, and to help you prepare. I know what death is. I want you to be ready" Jack said gently. "I'm so sorry Owen, I forgive you and I wish I could have saved you"

"There's nothing. Just ... just darkness" Owen said flatly.

"Two minutes"

"Jack, Jack ..."

"Be brave!" Jack said firmly, Owen closed his eyes. "Owen!" the monitor beeped. "Owen!" Jack clutched Owen's hand tightly as the heart monitor's flat line could be heard throughout the Hub. Tosh was crying loudly and the others stood there silently.

"I'm really gonna need that hand back" Owen said glaring at Jack.

TWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTW

Owen had no pulse or heartbeat and it was confirmed that he isn't stealing energy from Jack. Owen had a bit of a mental breakdown, claiming something was moving in the darkness, Tosh tried to talk to him but he pushed away and said she didn't love him that it was all in the heat in the moment. Though deep down he knew she did and he probably could return those feelings. Owen slipped out and went to a bar, a beautiful girl tried it on with him but because of him being....well dead he couldn't get it up and she went off in a huff. Jack found him and they ended up fighting causing the police to lock them in a cell.

Owen freaked Jack out when he stood upside down and vomited all the beer he had drank. The farting then began and Jack looked like he was being tortured.

"I guess this means I can go to Gwen and Ianto's wedding then" Owen said as he gently traced the specks in the bricks. "I'm a twat Jack, a horrible mean twat who can't keep his mouth shut. Someone who can't have love"

"Don't say that!" Jack snapped. "You have Tosh. You got us as a family"

Owen smiled bitterly. "Not you. You don't want anything to do with us because we lied, remember?" Jack looked away and didn't say anything. "They really do love each other Jack. An idiot would have to be blind, deaf and have special needs to not see it. Guess you got all three then"

"I knew something was going on. Just thought it was an affair or something" Jack admitted.

Owen rolled his eyes. "I and Gwen were the affair. We didn't like each other. We shagged. I cared as a friend but that was it. Would have killed her if she lived with me. Ianto and Gwen are in love, it's that slow romantic lovey dovey crap that you see in books and movies. He will treat her like the princess her parents think she is and she would kill anyone that hurt him" Owen looked up and met Jack's eyes. "You can't hate them for it"

"I don't hate them"

"Then forgive, forget and go to that bloody wedding. Though don't eat anything its so lovey dovey you might puke it up" Jack laughed and ruffled Owen's hair. Owen pulled away and glared. "Why did you bring me back? Really?"

"Because I wasn't ready to give up on you. I guess I was hoping for a miracle. And I still am" Owen grinned and Jack laughed again. "Let's go home"

TWTWTWTWTWTWTWTW

Owen was possessed by death. The Weevils were scared of him and it turned out that the glove was used on a little girl centuries ago and death walked among them trying to take thirteen lives to remain with them. In an attempt to stop it happening again they planned to freeze Owen, only the glove wouldn't allow them too. Martha's youth was drained and Owen was fully possessed by death before the black gas left his body and began rampaging round the city. They tracked him down in a hospital where people were dying; Owen tricked Tosh and the others to be locked out as he fought death....and won.

Owen moped. He sulked. He snapped and he was irritated. Everyone was treating him like glass and he was no longer allowed to work. He was nothing and left to just hang around. Tosh tried to be friendly but he hurt her feelings and sent her running. He resented Martha little for taking his job away even though she was only filling in for the time being. After breaking his hand, attempting to drown himself and end up saving the world Owen proved his worth in a small way to the team and himself.

He was still a zombie and he hated it. They were now standing outside at night to say goodbye to Martha.

"Well, I'm sorry, Dr. Jones. No vacancies in Cardiff just yet" Owen said smugly.

"That's okay. I reckon you're ... I was going to say "fine," but you're a hell of a lot more than that" Martha said grinning.

"Thank you. For everything" Owen said sincerely as he kissed Martha on the cheek and hugged her.

"Oi!" Jack shouted with a grin.

"That's what I'm here for" Martha said before pulling Gwen into a hug.

"You take care" Gwen said hugging her back.

"Okay" Martha turned round and kissed Ianto on the cheek before turning to Jack. "Well, it's been ... interesting"

"Oh, it's been fun" Jack said his eyes twinkling. "You know it has" Martha tip-toed and caught his lips in a quick chaste kiss, she stepped back and laughed at his confused expression.

"Well, everyone else has had a go"

Jack cupped her cheek and looked at her with a serious expression "You can so come back anytime" he said.

"Well, maybe I will. One day" Martha shrugged.

"Preferably for Gwen and Ianto's wedding" Jack said grinning. Everyone looked up shocked and happy. "I mean my two favorite people in Cardiff getting married, got to be an event to die for. I can't wait"

"You mean...?" Gwen asked a smile forming on her face. Jack nodded and both Gwen and Ianto ran to him pulling him into a hug.

"I'm sorry for being so harsh" Jack said dropping kisses on their foreheads. "You two deserve to be happy and if Owen's death taught me anything it's to move on and live every moment"

"Nice to see my death is so meaningful" Owen muttered.

"Besides, Ianto and Gwen in the same house that just makes it easier for me" Jack said flirtatiously. Gwen and Ianto pulled away with fake horrified expressions, Gwen smacked Jack playfully on the arm while Martha and Owen laughed.

Everything seemed to be back to normal. Though Jack wished with all of his heart Owen can be alive properly to enjoy this. Little did he know everything was going to be turned upside down and Martha would be visiting sooner than they expected.