A/N. Thank you for the reviews for the last chapter, as always much appreciated, and i'm now nearing the 200 mark. :) I have pushed time on a little bit now so that i can get closer to Molly and Jamie's wedding. This chapter may seem a bit like filler, but in the end my motives will become clear (at least i hope they will lol). I am introducing a little personal drama, nothing was ever going to run smoothly in the run up to this wedding now was it? I feel mean sometimes, but it's so much fun. :)

Chapter 43.

A month had passed since the trouble with the weevil controlling aliens, and it had been busy. Thankfully nothing too serious, but the constant work had left the team tired. Added to this was the fact that Molly and Jamie's wedding was in less than a week. Molly had decided that they should do it as soon as they could. It wasn't going to going to be a big affair, but it still took a lot of organising, which she was having to do around work. Molly was just pleased that Ianto had such great organisational skills because without him, she would have been lost. Jamie had helped too, but it wasn't really his strong point. This had meant that they hadn't been spending a great deal of time together. Nothing so far was predicted to happen, but as this was Torchwood you never could tell.

Molly awoke with a start and looked at the clock on the bedside table. The illuminated green figures told her that it was 3am. She groaned and rolled onto her side, this was fourth night in a row she had woken up around this time. She kept having really vivid dreams, except once she woke up, she couldn't remember them. Reluctantly she decided to get up and make herself a drink. Molly carefully got up and padded quietly across the room, so she didn't wake Jamie, who was still sleeping soundly, and walked out of the room and along to the kitchen. She switched the kettle on and put some hot chocolate in a mug. Molly leant back on the counter and waited for the kettle to click off. Once she had her hot chocolate, she settled herself down on the couch and pulled the throw that was over the back around herself. She sipped at her drink, trying hard to remember what she had been dreaming about, not that it mattered, dreams were just that dreams. It was just getting frustrating as she really needed to sleep. Molly put her cup down and started reading a book, hoping this would settle her mind down enough to go back to sleep.

Jamie woke at 6am when his alarm went off. He noticed that Molly wasn't next to him and figured that she must have already got up, even though it was always him up first. Molly was a big fan of saying 'just ten more minutes'. Jamie got up and wandered into the kitchen to put the coffee on. As he walked into the lounge he noticed Molly asleep on the couch. She was curled up in one corner with a book balancing precariously on her chest. He removed the book carefully and then gently shook her awake.

'Molly, wake up.'

Molly blinked her eyes open and stretched herself out. The couch was not the most comfortable place to have fallen asleep. 'Morning.'

'Why are you on the couch?' asked Jamie.

'I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep, so I made myself a drink and read a little of my book. I didn't mean to fall asleep here.'

'This keeps happening, doesn't it. The past few nights you've been restless.'

'Sorry if I've disturbed you.' said Molly as little harshly. Molly was the first to admit that she got grumpy without enough sleep.

'It's not that, I'm worried about you. Is there something you're not telling me?'

'No, I'm fine.' Molly said as she got up off the couch. 'I'm going to have a shower.'

Jamie got breakfast made, while Molly got ready. He knew something was bothering her, she wasn't sleeping well, and she was snapping constantly. He had put it down to the amount of work they had been doing, plus all the wedding planning. He also briefly wondered if it was nerves about the wedding. When Molly came back in the kitchen Jamie went to shower and dress. They were sat around the table eating bacon and egg when Jamie decided to try talking to her again.

'Do you have much on today?'

Molly looked up at him. 'Same as usual. I still have to finish that translation programme I'm working on and then I have a few last minute wedding things to work out.'

'Anything I can help with?'

'Not really, just a few things I have to do in my lunch break, if I get a lunch break,' she answered smiling. 'Anyway Ianto's going to help me.'

'Oh right.' Jamie had tried to sound indifferent to this, but didn't quite manage it. Molly chose to ignore it, knowing where that conversation would end up heading.

'Any particular reason you were asking about my plans.'

'Well, I just thought that if all was quiet we might be able to get an hour together. We haven't seen much of each other what with everything going on, and it would be nice just to sit and talk.'

'I know what you're trying to do and I appreciate it, but there's nothing to talk about, I'm fine. You know I would come to you if there was.'

'Yeah right.' muttered Jamie quietly although Molly heard him.

'I'm going to walk to work today, I need the air.' said Molly, grabbing her bag off the side and walking to fetch her coat.

'Don't be silly, you'll be late. Come with me in the car.'

'I need to clear my head. I'll see you at work.' Molly walked back down the hall and Jamie heard the door slam shut behind her. 'Nicely handled.' he said to himself. Jamie put the plates and used cutlery in the dishwasher and finished getting ready for work. He was going to have to try much harder, particularly with Molly under the stress she was currently experiencing.

X

Ianto walked up the stairs to Jack's office carrying two cups of coffee. They always had coffee in the morning before they left for work, and then another when they got in. The first hour in the morning before the others came in was one of Ianto's favourite times of the day, although if he was honest, any time when it was Jack and him alone was good. He would sit with Jack in his office and they would go through what needed to be done. When Jack had moved in they had decided to try and keep work and their personal life as separate as they could. This wasn't always possible of course, but on the whole when they were back at home, they acted like any other couple would, sometimes normality was more exciting than work.

Ianto placed Jack's mug on the desk and then settled himself in the chair opposite, taking a sip of his own drink. 'So what's on the agenda for today?'

'If the Rift decides to behave itself, we will hopefully be able to get on top of all our outstanding work. Molly has a translation programme to finish, Jamie, an autopsy on that pink alien that came through yesterday, Gwen, needs to liaise with the police over some strange sightings in Splott and I need you to archive all that stuff that came in from UNIT last week. Should be enough to keep you all busy.' Jack answered.

'And what about you?'

'I will be doing what I do best.' started Jack.

'What's that pretending to be working on that stack of paperwork, when really you're just working out how long you have to wait before coming down to the archives.' said Ianto with a cheeky glint in his eye.

'You think you know me so well.'

'I do, that's the problem.' laughed Ianto. Jack couldn't help but grin too. 'Don't forget that Molly and I need to try and go out at lunch time, we don't need long.'

'Ah yes, wedding stuff. I'd almost forgot it was so close. Gwen was always mentioning hers at every available opportunity, Molly's keeping fairly quiet.'

'I believe that's because she's trying not to jinx anything, plus she's never been big on being the centre of attention. You should see her when she does talk about it though, she's very excited.' Ianto smiled, he knew that she had been under a lot of stress lately, they all had, but when they discussed the wedding her eyes lit up.

'Let's hope this wedding goes a lot smoother than Gwen's.'

'I would say I don't think it could get worse, but that might be tempting fate.'

'That reminds me,' said Jack, 'there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about.'

'Ok?' answered Ianto warily, he had been caught out by Jack saying this before.

'You still haven't shown me what you're wearing for the big day.'

Ianto smirked, 'Well, you'll have to wait a little longer, I'm keeping it as a surprise for you.'

'Come on, surely I'm entitled to a preview.'

'No, but I will tell you this, the suit fits perfectly, even better than the grey one you like so much.'

'Teasing me is just not fair.' Jack pouted. Ianto stood and walked around to stand in front of Jack, and leaned down to kiss him. As he pulled away he whispered in Jacks ear.

'You'll see it soon enough, and I might even have plans for after the wedding.' He kissed Jack again and then moved away towards the door. Jack got up to go after him when the cog door sounded. They stood on the walkway watching who was coming in, and were surprised when they saw that Jamie was on his own.

'Morning,' he called up to them as he headed straight for the autopsy bay.

'Morning,' came the replies. Then Jack asked. 'Where's Molly?'

Jamie sighed then turned to face them. 'She's walking in, so she'll be in a bit later than usual, apparently she needed the air.' he added a little more bitter than he had meant to.

'Is everything ok?' asked Ianto. The look he received from Jamie said that it wasn't, and that Ianto was the last person Jamie was about to tell.

'Minor disagreement, you know what it's like. Everything's been busy, tempers fray.' With that he headed straight down into autopsy to carry on working on the pink alien.

'That doesn't sound good.' mused Jack.

'I'm sure it's nothing.' The alarm went off again and Gwen walked in, giving everyone a cheery hello. It was about half an hour later when Molly got in, she had her MP3 player in her ears and she strode in like she still had some pent up frustration in her. She sat straight down at her terminal and started working. When Jamie ventured up out of the autopsy bay to speak to her, the exchange was short. Ianto gave them all coffee before heading towards the archives and away from the atmosphere. He would try and find out later what was going on, but until then it was going to seem like a very long day.