The strangest things can bring people together. Sometimes its something little, sometimes its something huge. But whatever it is, those people are bound together. Forever.
The team at Torchwood 3 are very close. You would have to be, with a job like theirs. But three of them in particular are very close.
Ianto, Tosh, and Owen. So different, yet so similar. All of them have lost a loved one. A loss made even more painful by that fact that theirs deaths were all linked, directly or indirectly, to their jobs at Torchwood.
Ianto. He lost the woman he loved first to the Cybermen, but ultimately to Torchwood. And it still hurt, it always would. But he was slowly starting to heal and move on.
Tosh. So self-doubting. Mary had made her feel special, feel loved. And it had turned out to be a hoax all along. The betrayal had stung deep, but thanks to support from friends she didn't think she had, she too was moving on.
Owen. Losing his fiance before he knew anything of other worlds. Maybe if it had happened later, he could have helped. But it was too late for that now. Owen doesn't trust himself to love anymore, but he cares more deeply for his teammates than he would admit. Perhaps he will never love again, and he will always harbor that pain, but he has a different life now. And slowly, the wounds are beginning to heal.
Gwen doesn't understand. Not while she has Rhys. And Jack, well, Jack had had more than enough loss in his life. But the truth was, they knew so little about him, it just wasn't enough.
It was nothing huge, nothing obvious. Just a quiet smile, a friendly word. It was enough, though, to know someone else understood their pain.
Their losses had bound them together. And though it was a bittersweet friendship, the three of them would always be bound together. Forever.