"Where are they? No Weevil hunt takes three hours."
Owen snorted at Gwen's comment. HE knew where they were but the women had no idea. Well, he didn't know exactly but he knew they were away doing something that they didn't want the girls to know about. Ok so he didn't know anything. It was Saturday and Tosh and Gwen were working on paperwork while Owen was in the med bay with Imogene. She'd been dropping hints that she wanted to be trained up as a field medic and after a pay-rise promise from Jack, Owen agreed so right know he was showing her how to tie a splint.
"I really don't want to think about what they're up to, you forget I have to live with them." Imogene said.
"I could hack into their phones to locate where they are." Tosh suggested.
"Locate who?" Jack asked as he and Ianto slid into the hub via invisible lift.
"Nobody." The other four chorused. Imogene and Owen came out of the med bay and smirked.
"Where's the weevil?" Tosh asked innocently.
"It got away." Ianto replied calmly.
"Must've taken you into the sewers, seeing as you're both wearing different clothes than when you left earlier." Owen added.
"It dragged Ianto down and so we went back to his place and he was all dirty so we got in the shower and things… progressed." Jack said in his usual voice and winked.
"Note to self: never shower in the flat again." Imogene muttered as she surveyed Jack and Ianto. Both were straight faced bar a gleam in their eyes and they were wearing suits. Unusual for Jack but almost impossible to tell from the untrained eye, but Ianto's suit wasn't any old suit. No this one was new, expensive, possibly designer. The sort of suit you would save for very special occasions such as…
"You sons of a bitch!" Imogene shouted.
"What?" Ianto asked innocently.
"Don't act innocent bro; I was the one who helped you perfect that innocent act. You sneaky pair of so-and-sos went behind our backs!" Imogene stated.
"What are you talking about?" Tosh asked.
Imogene reached for Jack and Ianto's left hands and shoved them under the noses of Owen, Tosh and Gwen. Identical silver rings were glittering on each fourth finger of their hands.
"That's amazing!" Tosh squealed and hugged them both.
"Nice one Tea-boy. You snagged the Captain." Owen grinned clapping the both on the back.
Gwen scowled and stormed out of the hub.
"When did you plan all this?" Tosh asked.
"We've been working on it for weeks. Torchwood weddings traditionally have alien interruptions and we decided by keeping it secret there might be a less chance of it happening." Jack explained.
"Hang on, if nobody knew, then who did you have as witnesses?" Owen asked.
"I called in an old friend. He couldn't stay for long but he and his companion stayed long enough for the ceremony. She was pretty, for a redhead and she had him practically on a leash. If I didn't know any better they were the married couple." Jack explained.
"You could've at least told me." Imogene said to Ianto hitting him a dead arm as punishment.
"We'll make it up to you. We'll take you all out to dinner, Jack's paying." Ianto said.
The five of them left the hub and went to a restaurant in town. When Jack informed the waitress that he and Ianto had gotten hitched, she gave them a bottle of champagne on the house. They laughed, joked, had a bit of a slagging match (Ianto and Owen) and celebrated the idea of an unlikely love which would last for years to come. Or as Owen put it 'Until Torchwood kills us all'. When they left the restaurant Owen had his arm tightly around Tosh and Imogene was walking alongside Jack and Ianto who were holding hands. Owen and Tosh muttered about going to another bar to get deservedly hammered and Jack and Ianto headed back to the flat.
"I'm so sleeping at the hub tonight." Imogene muttered to herself as she walked down to the bay and took the invisible lift into the hub. The hub was in darkness and Imogene felt unease. There was someone here but she couldn't get into their thoughts. It wouldn't be Jack pulling a fast one; he was too busy doing unthinkable things to Ianto.
"Who's there?" Imogene called.
A man stepped out of the shadows, his gun aimed at Imogene. He had sandy hair, a smug look on his face and was dressed like he'd wandered off the set of 'Pirates of the Caribbean'.
"You can just call me Captain John Hart."