I do apologise for the lateness of this but for one terrifying morning Word wouldn't open on my computer. He kept telling me that it was broken and I'd have to get it again, as you can imagine I was all :O 'noooooooo' but he just let me open it so no idea what happened there. Anyway, so here's the next chapter. And thanks go out to Rachy Babes for the help with this chapter.

Dwatlaskrhtcm: Glad you like it :D

Rachy Babes: No more bribing with smut until the first lot comes to me. We don't want you to get into smut debt :) however you managed to find another way to get snippets; write bits of story for me. Jack IS an RAF captain he had the papers and the records so he is :p I can see your point about staying sober. Hee hee. I always knew that Winter would never get an ending as such, she was always going to have an open goodbye so I could go back to her if I wanted and other people could give her adventures. I even know what will happen to Pip. I have this totally sussed :)

1945: yeah it was a bit weird, not as bad as the guy who'd been blown up but still *shudders*.

Her eyes, her eyes
make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair
falls perfectly without her trying
She's so beautiful
And I tell her every day.

I know, I know
When I compliment her she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so
Sad to think that she don't see what I see

Her lips, her lips
I could kiss them all day if she'd let me
Her laugh, her laugh
she hates but I think it's so sexy
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday

Oh you know, you know, you know
I'd never ask you to change
If perfect's what you're searching for
Then just stay the same
So don't even bother asking if you look okay
'Cause you know I'll say

When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are

Bruno Mars – Just The Way You Are

'Well isn't this homey.' Gwen commented as Jack helped her through the broken window. Rex grunted as he hauled his legs over the pane and onto the floorboard before pulling Ester up. Winter sat back in the only comfy chair and switched on one of the laptops. 'How long have you two been living here?'

'Too long.' Winter groaned, signing into the Torchwood systems.

'Not long at all.' Jack corrected. Gwen knelt down at Winter's side and peered at the screen.

'Oh it's been ages since I've been on this.' Winter smiled back at her.

'I know, gives you butterflies doesn't it? We were so cool back then.' Jack poked his head around the door where he was hanging up his coat.

'Hey, we still are cool.' Gwen laughed as Winter shook her head.

'Nah, we used to have a secret base, and a fancy car, and a pterodactyl for crying out loud. We're a bit loosery all held up in a vacated apartment in Washington.'

'And what's wrong with Washington?' Rex asked, his brow furrowed.

'No history.' Winter shot back. He opened his mouth in pure shock.

'No What? What about the abolishment of slavery in 1862 or the civil rights protests in 1963?' Winter pulled a face.

'Cardiff has a recorded history going back more than 2,000 years.' She informed him, 'The Roman fort at Cardiff was probably established at the end of 50 AD and after the Norman conquest in 1066, they started building a castle re-using the site of the Roman fort. In 1766, the castle passed to the Bute family. The 2nd Marquess of Bute was responsible for turning Cardiff into the world's greatest coal exporting port. The castle and Bute fortune passed to his son John, the 3rd Marquess of Bute, who by the 1860s was reputed to be the richest man in the world and since 1974 the castle has become one of Britain's most popular visitor attractions. That my American friend, is history, the signing of a few pieces of paper and a march that only showed the many problems your society still had by the 1960's does not make this place historically interesting. It makes it politically important.' Rex glared at her and pointed his finger.

'Just remember who got you lot out of that airport.'

'I'll do that, at the same time as remembering the guy who got me into it.' Esther moved to stand between them and held out her arms.

'Alright you two. What we're dealing with has nothing to do with Washington's politics or Cardiff's history so let's work out what we're going to do next then maybe we can all go back to where we want to be.' Jack pranced out of the other room with a smile on his face.

'That's the best point I've heard all …' he paused and looked at Esther, 'What time is it?'

'Morning.' She replied.

'All morning. So what do we know?'

Winter got up and left Gwen to begin explaining some of the software to Esther as Rex repeated everything he knew about the miracle. She ran her hands over her old clothing and sighed at the holes and rips, there was no way she'd be able to put these back on. For the hundredth time in the few days they had been involved in this palaver she wished she had remembered to bring her coat with her. The Sonic screwdriver and the psychic paper would have been valuable assets and the large pockets were perfect for hiding her hands in when it was cold outside. She glared at the crimson silk that probably stunk at the moment, alright it was pretty against her pale skin but it was highly impractical. For a moment she considered taking Fawks' advice and just wearing her underwear, comfy and your clothes don't need to be washed as often. The thought of her girlfriend winking as she put on a salesman's tone and snatched both their clothing away made her smile and she glanced down at the bracelet on her wrist.

'Only for you Darling.' She whispered and joined the others in the main room again.

'He's got the clearance and the power to do almost whatever he wants but no one would suspect him. So if anyone set us up.' Rex finished, 'it's him.' Jack was watching intently and nodding.

'So we pay him a visit and see what he has to say.'

'No. I pay him a visit and see what he has to say.' Jack shook his head and the headstrong agent.

'You're a wanted criminal now Rex and you're considering breaking into the house of one of the top men in the CIA. You need back up.' Rex shifted and crossed his arms.

'What are you suggesting exactly?'

'I'll drive you to the house with Gwen in the back, you go in and do your thing. If you trip the alarms then we have Gwen and I have, he opened a cupboard and Winter raised an eyebrow at the police spike strip he pulled out.

'Where the hell did you get that?' She asked him. He shrugged.

'I passed an open police van when I went out to get food last. Thought it might come in handy.' She smiled and shook her head, 'Anyway, if we're being followed by police Gwen has the mat and you have my driving skills. All the while we can keep in contact with the comms and Esther can watch on the monitors to make sure we're not followed back.'

'You left me out.' Winter realised. He headed over and put his hands on her shoulders.

'Sweetheart you look like hell, get some sleep.' She frowned.

'I slept on the plane.'

'And did it make you feel any better.' She fidgeted and murmured a negative response. 'Look, you know how to use the software. Get some sleep and help Esther if she gets stuck. I promise I'll let you come along next time you want to.' She weighed up the argument and nodded.

'Whenever I want.'

'You name it.' With a conspiratorial smile she lent up and pecked him on the cheek before retreating to the comfy chair and curling up. He watched her lovingly and grabbed his coat as they headed for the window.

'Why don't you use the door?' Gwen asked as they followed him out.

TTT

Jack tapped away at one of the laptops after their trip out, his fingers brushed over the keyboard, hovering every now and then, over one key or another. Winter stretched lazily as she uncurled herself from the soft chair and crossed the room to wrap her arms around his neck and lean on his back. He continued to work seemingly unaffected by the move but Winter felt his breath stop for just a second when she pressed her lips to his jugular. The door swung open and Gwen swept in like a woman on a mission. 'Anything? Any news?' Jack looked up.

'Yeah, don't worry it's good. They've moved Rhys and Anwen to a safe house location unknown but they're in the custody of Sargent Andy Davison.'

'Well we've got his number have you called him.'

'That number's been decommissioned, I'm trying ok.'

'Ok, that's my bloody family so hurry it up.' She replied. He clicked his tongue, unimpressed by her reaction to what he had deemed an acceptable amount of good news. Winter smiled and kissed his neck again. He took her hand in his and watched Gwen cross the room. 'Here we go, I brought new mobiles for everyone. Hope I didn't clear you out.' Winter took her box and admired the new phone, well, her old one had been getting rather useless.

'Not a chance that account's been gathering interest since 1906.' Jack replied as he opened his own box. Gwen passed Winter a red bag.

'And some new clothes, just some basics, if they don't fit then tough.'

'Gwen Cooper you're a saint in disguise.' Winter praised as she pulled out her new top and trousers.

'Oh, and food, everybody is panic buying so I had to go to the petrol station and all they had was crisps.' Winter screwed up her nose.

'Ok, maybe not so much of a saint.' Gwen smirked at the sight of Jack laden with her shopping as Esther corrected her lingo. Winter slipped into the large room and tore off the silk shirt to put her new top on.

'Oh, jeeze.' She jumped when she looked up and saw Rex staring at her having just walked in. She smiled and held back a laugh as she pulled the top on.

'Feel free to stop staring at any moment.' He shook his head and marched into the main computer room pulling his shirt off. She laughed and followed him out, looking up to see everyone staring at the gaping wound in his chest.

'What?' Rex asked.

'You should be in the hospital.' Jack told him.

'Relax Jack.' Winter told him, 'He's just playing you show me yours, I'll show you mine with me.' Rex glared at her and Jack raised an eyebrow. Gwen refused to look at the injured man, focussing in on the computer she had sat in front of.

'Less of the sympathy Jack,' she reminded him, 'He can keep working, the bastard.'

'You going to keep going on and on about your kid huh?' Rex inquired, 'Do you want her here with us? Maybe she can go and play in that corner over there where the lead paint chips look extra tasty.' Although she would never admit it, Winter knew Rex had a point. Leaving Anwen may have been painful but it was the best option to keep her and Rhys safe.

TTT

'Oh for the love of all things!' Winter complained as she sat squished between Esther and Rex, 'Next time we steal a bloody car could we pick one with more seats.

'What do you want a people carrier?' Gwen asked, 'Not very suave.' Winter grumbled as Rex turned around and took something down from the back.

'Hey, there's someone's dry-cleaning here.' He pulled it down and rifled through the plastic wrap, 'and it's my size, I'm taking these. My clothes are stinking. Ladies avert your eyes, that includes you world war two.'

'See these new phones aren't bad.' Jack commented holding his over his shoulder, 'Camera's good quality too.' Esther and Winter giggled like children as Jack snapped a picture of Rex undressing.

'I know you didn't just take a picture of me changing my pants.' Gwen's eyes widened and she glanced around from the driver's seat.

'You're changing your pants?'

'Pants means trousers.' Esther translated as Rex continued to change his clothing. He looked up at Winter who was smiling happily.

'What are you so happy about?' he asked.

'Polished, shaped glass with coatings of tin, silver, copper and paint.' She replied. Jack burst out laughing and Rex looked between the pair of them.

'You two are insane. What the hell is funny about polished glass?' Esther held back her giggles and pointed to the top of the windscreen.

'That's how you make a mirror Rex.' He looked at the mirror and realised Winter had a perfect view of him changing his trousers.

'Are we on a mission here or what.' he grumbled.

'Yeah well maybe this is the way Torchwood does things mate.' Gwen called back.

'Yeah well maybe you want to drive on the other side of the street.' Jack grabbed the wheel as Gwen made a nervous 'oh' sound and shook herself awake. They pulled up outside the warehouse they were planning on breaking into and looked up at the gigantic building.

'Why is it ALWAYS warehouses?' Winter repeated. Jack glanced back and shrugged.

'Security profile says the guards are on a quarterly rotation. That means he checks in with base every 15 minutes starting on the hour.' Esther told them.

Winter held back with Jack as Gwen and Esther worked their charms on the guard they stood in the shadows and watched, waiting for Gwen to disable the alarms. Jack kept her behind his back as they headed into the building. His sharp eyes scanned the immediate area, the towering shelves filled with boxes all wrapped in cling-film-like wrap.

'Well one things for sure.' Winter murmured, Jack looked at her for the answer, 'This will by no means get onto my list of top ten scariest warehouses.' He put his gun away and took one of the boxes from the shelf.

'Let's see what's inside.' Winter slit open the tape with her sword and Jack pulled the flaps apart revealing the white tubs inside. Rex grabbed the tub from Jack's hands and grinned.

'It's legitimate drugs.'

'There must be millions of them.' Gwen noted.

'PhiCorp .' Winter read off the front label.

'Yeah you know PhiCorp , big pharmaceutical company. We've got PhiCorp back home, I mean it's everywhere, it's worldwide.'

'These are the same pills that I've been taking.' Rex interrupted Gwen's explanation. Winter was suddenly reminded of Gwen back in the hub.

'Wait a minute I've taken Retcon.' Everybody smirked.

'Well you better stay away from sharp objects then.' Jack joked Winter laughed and pulled her sword further away from Gwen dramatically.

'Hey, what if they all become psychotic.' Winter sang happily. Jack broke into a sudden grin and Gwen chuckled.

'What are you talking about?' Rex asked, frustrated with his own lack of understanding. Winter waved her hand and laughed.

'Don't worry, what were you saying about the pills.' He looked at her suspiciously for a few seconds before turning back to Gwen.

'The beauty of it is, is they're non-narcotic, they keep you painless and wide awake. It's the perfect drug for the new world order.' He handed the tub over and walked past Jack, over to a set of double steel doors. Winter grabbed a clipboard from the side and handed it to Jack.

'Last delivery was yesterday morning.' She told him.

'When was the first one?' Gwen asked, peering over Jack's arm at the list.

'Way back, oh, hold on, deliveries go back at least a year. All for drugs, all from PhiCorp .' A click from the side made the group start and turn their heads. Words of shock and wonder passed through their lips as they stared at the hidden portion of the warehouse.

'It's…' Gwen gaped.

'Bigger on the inside.' Winter quipped.

'These are all painkillers?'

'They're ready for a war.' Jack told her. Rex shook his head unhappily.

'No, they were ready for the miracle. PhiCorp knew it was coming.'

'Come on, we've seen enough and that guard will wake up soon.' Winter reminded them. They headed out the way they came, replacing everything the way it had been as they slipped out unnoticed and climbed back into the stolen car. 'What's the point though?' Winter asked when they were half way home. 'I mean, sure give everyone immortality and keep them pain free but whoever's doing it is obviously an idiot because sooner or later we'll all just fill up the planet. But there's no point in that at all. I get the whole, 'let's destroy the world' idea because they could plunder what's on or in the earth, but to just…overpopulate it.' Jack shook his head.

'We have no clue what we're dealing with here and think about it, what if they don't want the planet but they want the people. Imagine a slave that never died on you or a worker that cut a hand off and just kept going. There are loads of reasons to keep the human race alive. But we can't speculate properly until we have more evidence.'

'You sound like one of those damn cop shows.' Rex complained.

'You lot turn out most of them.' Gwen argued.

'Oh yeah?' Winter nodded to him and stared out of the front window.

'CSI, CSI:Miami, CSI:New York, Bones, Law and Order -all three-, NCIS and NCIS:LA, The Mentalist, Castle, Medium…' she happened a glance around her and realised everyone was staring at her. 'What?'

'You didn't know what Newsnight was two months ago.' Jack said, startled by her knowledge. She blushed and scratched her arm.

'Well you know how it is, you lot used to go out on weevil hunts and Ianto and I got left behind, so we started a little tradition. We picked a series, got the box set and watched them until you lot got back.'

'I didn't know that.' Jack's voice was soft and almost sad.

'It was our little secret really but… we didn't get to do it so much near the end. Everyone was too busy. They're in my lock up back in Cardiff.' She could feel the cold sadness creeping into her heart and sniffed quickly, shutting her mouth to end the conversation and sitting back against the seat, staring at her entwined hands.

TTT

'This isn't going to work.' Jack whispered to Winter. She elbowed him in the ribs and listened to the sound of Washington as sirens filled the air. 'Told you...' she pressed her hand to his mouth.

'Don't gloat, it's childish.' He raised an eyebrow, 'Oh alright I thought it would go wrong too but we have to work with this guy you may as well try and keep civil with him. He wrapped his arm around her and stroked her bare arm gently.

'What's the use?' They looked up to see Rex thundering towards them, 'We discover this PhiCorp shit and everyone's been turned against us. We're still on the run, we can't trust anyone.'

'But they can't have got to everyone we know and they can't be tracking the cell phones 'cause they're new.' Esther replied. Jack and Winter leant against the car.

'Warned you.' Winter elbowed him again, 'Whoever these people are they're good, and they're ready for us. Which puts us back at square one, we tackle PhiCorp ourselves.'

'And is that standard Torchwood policy?' Rex growled. Jack got up from the side of the car as everyone watched with bated breath.

'I suppose it is, yeah.' Rex laughed but there was no joy behind it.

'You know you dress like it's world war two so I don't expect you to be up on current events.' He stalked closer to the captain, raising his voice, 'but there is no Torchwood, it's dead! Gone! Buried!'

'It's us.' Jack fought back.

'As far as I can see you got all your staff killed.'

'They were my friends!'

'Your DEAD friends.' Winter came out of nowhere. She launched herself at the agent and pushed him up against the wall.

'Your agents carry cyanide around with them 'just in case." She yelled, 'How does that make you better than us?'

'He killed at least three of your co-workers, he put one in hiding in the middle of fucking nowhere and he's marrying you. What does that say about him?' She reached for her sword but he grabbed her arm and swung her around, throwing her against the wall. The sudden pain of her wrist held tight against her back released and Winter caught sight of Jack hauling Rex away by the neck of his suit.

'Don't you ever,' Jack hissed, 'lay a finger on her again!' Rex pushed Jack off and looked around at them all, Esther sighed.

'Rex don't!' He laughed again and headed for the car.

'If you want me to stop, I'll stop. Who the hell are you people anyway?' Gwen tried to convince him to stay but Jack was too busy looking at Winter's wrist as she stared after the car.

'You alright?' She smiled and shrugged.

'I'm fine. Just fed up of that American git thinking he's all that.' She sighed and took his hand pulling him towards the exit of the ally. 'Come on,' she called. 'We should move before they come looking.' They headed down quieter streets and strolled further towards their little apartment. Esther looked around the road and listened to the sounds of sirens and drunken shouts.

'The city's going wild.' She commented.

'Everyone's out drinking.' Gwen agreed, 'Nobody knows if it's a party or a wake.'

'My arm's itching.' Jack interrupted. Winter smiled as Gwen rolled her eyes sarcastically.

'Poor baby.'

'I think it's infected.'

'You're worse than Rhys,' She told him, 'It's itching because it's healing now stop it.' Jack sighed and wrapped an arm around Winters waist, leading her off into the road.

'Where are you going?' Gwen asked. He turned and held his arms out, grinning to her.

'Mortal man, mortal needs.' His grin turned feral and he took Winter by surprise, sweeping her off her feet and into his arms. She squealed and laughed as he carried her off into the night. 'See you two tomorrow morning.' He called back. Gwen didn't know whether to be shocked or happy for them, she settled on rolling her eyes and laughing before continuing down the street with Esther.

Jack, meanwhile, refused to put Winter down until they were stood outside the restaurant. He smiled and opened the door for her, striding over to a table before the waiters could even move and pulling out a chair for her. She thanked him and sat down, taking the menu in her hands and turning the leaves carefully. Food sounded wonderful but the waiter Jack had bypassed appeared at her side.

'I'm sorry sir but we hardly have anything in, what with the panic buying we didn't get our usual stock this week.' Jack threw the menu back onto the table and smirked.

'I'm not really hungry anyway but I'm guessing you still have your wine stocks in.' The waiter frowned.

'This isn't a bar sir.' Winter snorted.

'Well if you're not serving food and you won't serve us drink why are you even open?' She asked. The waiter opened his mouth but shut it again causing Jack to smirk at her across the table as the tired young man pulled out a pad of paper.

'What can I get you?' He sighed.

'Let me see….' Jack scanned the menu as he ticked them off on his fingers. 'We'll take a bottle of Saint Emilion, a bottle of Medoc, one of the Rioja and two bottles of the most expensive Champagne you can get me.' He snapped the menu shut and looked up at the stunned waiter, 'would you like me to repeat that?' The waiter shook his head quickly and hurried off leaving Winter to lean across the table.

'And what are you planning on doing with all that wine?' Jack leaned towards her conspiratorially.

'Drinking it.' She rolled her eyes and sat back. The waiter returned and placed the bottles on the table. Jack took the bottle opener from him and handed him the card. The waiter disappeared to find the machine and Jack opened the Saint Emilion. He sniffed the cork and Winter laughed.

'You don't know the first thing about wine.' He poured her a glass and sat back in his seat.

'Maybe not but I know what happens to you after a bottle or two.' She glared at him and sipped at her glass sitting back against the cushion. 'I'm thinking if we get the…'

'No.'

'You don't even know what I was about to say.' He defended.

'I know it was about work. We're not going to spend our alone time talking about work.' He nodded agreeably.

'Alright then, so what do you think of our new colleagues.'

'Rex is a git.' Jack smiled and sipped his wine.

'He's just confused, TORCHWOOD is a lot to take in.' Jack defended.

'I don't care you don't go around talking about peoples dead friends like they didn't mean anything.'

'Nemo, it's alright.'

'No, no it's not. He doesn't know anything but still thinks it's perfectly alright for people to mouth off about…' Jack leant across the table and pressed his lips against hers, successfully shutting her up.

'I thought we weren't going to talk about work.' He commented as he pulled back. She drained her glass and he refilled it.

'Alright then, what shall we talk about?'

'How about you telling me more about these future plans of yours.' She blushed.

'I didn't think you were taking any of that in.' He took her left hand in his right and stroked her knuckles.

'I always take in what you say.' She dipped her head to hide her blush and gulped down some more wine, this conversation would go far better if she was drunk.

'Well…what do you want to know?'

'Do you want to leave the TARDIS?'

'Well, yeah, I did say that.'

'Where do you want to go?' Winter smiled as Jack opened the next bottle and poured out some of the scarlet liquid.

'mmm, anywhere. You said that ship you had…'

'Chula.'

'The Chula ship travelled through time so we could go anywhere right. I mean, I think we should pop in and see the Doctor every now and then but if we're going to live for who knows how long, we may as well live a little.' He chuckled.

'So you want me to whisk you off through time and space but the TARDIS isn't good enough.' She shook her head.

'Oh, no, the TARDIS is lovely but ever since we actually met her… I don't know, it just feels a bit odd. Like having your family watching you. Which makes…certain things, a bit uncomfortable.' He watched her with a blank face and finished the second bottle of wine.

'So considering we're in Washington DC with no Doctor and no TARDIS…'

'And now no Gwen.' Winter continued, catching on.

'Fancy a night in a hotel?' She nodded fiercely and he grabbed the last bottle of wine letting her take the Champagne as he took his card from the confused waiter and lead her out of the restaurant. They wandered for a while until he nodded towards a towering building in front of them with lights reading 'Hilton Alexandria'. She raised her eyebrows and let him take her inside. He handed her the third bottle and headed over to the counter returning a moment later with a room key and a triumphant grin.

They took the elevator up more than 20 floors and Jack placed a hand on the small of her back, leading her towards a far door. He slid the key card into the lock and it beeped as it opened, revealing a large room with a wall of window looking out over the city. She dropped the bottles onto the table and sped over to the window, pressing her hands against the glass and peering out over the sleeping vision of American life. Hands rested softly on her hips and slid sensually around her waist.

'Isn't it beautiful?' Winter murmured.

'Stunning.' Jack dragged his nose along the contours of her neck and left a kiss below her ear. Winter sighed and turned around to look at him.

'How on earth are we paying for this?'

'I got it covered kitten.' He pulled out the sliver of black plastic and tapped her nose with it. She smiled and grabbed it between her teeth, grinning at him wickedly. Jack groaned and threw his jacket across the room before pinning Winter against the cold glass, she dropped the card to the floor and he kissed her hard, she wrapped her hands into his hair and pulled him closer, he was so warm and he smelt so damn good... She traced the contours of his lips with her tongue desperate to taste more, letting her hands flow down the front of his shirt, fumbling over the buttons in desperation to get rid of the clothing. He helped pull his shirt off and kissed down her neck, the cold of the glass through her clothes made her push them both, still kissing and touching, back.

"Bed..." She purred, "I'm not doing it here for all of America to see."

Jack wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up, his mouth on hers hungrily exploring, their tongues twisting. She wrapped her legs around his waist and groaned as she felt him through his trousers. Collapsing back onto a plush bed Winter grabbed Jack's t-shirt pulling him down on top of her, her legs still wrapped around his waist.

"Jack..." She moaned in his ear. "I need you... so much."

Jack simply groaned and pulled her shirt over her head, kissing down her neck and along her collarbone, rejoicing in the sweet taste of her skin, Winter moaned as she sat them up and pulled his t-shirt off over his head and let her hands glide down his chest, stroking over tense wanting muscles, hearing his breath hitch as she kissed and licked and sucked down his delicious skin. Jack pushed Winter back and kissed the skin above her bra leaving a trail of hot kisses above the fabric line, Winter groaned in frustration, she wanted more.

"Tell me you love me..." Jack purred, kissing down to her bellybutton.

"God, I love you... I love you, please, Jack, please..." She half moaned, Jack groaned at her voice and pressed his lips hard against hers, his hands gliding gracefully through her hair, soothing down her neck and over her shoulders, before skilfully unclasping her bra and Winter flung the offending garment aside, pressing her chest to Jack's and they both moaned at the contact. Hands traced down skin, touching, teasing, moaning, Winter unbuckled Jack's belt and pushed his trousers down leaving him In his boxers, she brushed him through his boxers and he moaned loudly, loud enough to concern the neighbours, but Winter couldn't care less as Jack bucked slightly against her hand, his hands undoing her trousers and sliding them and her pants off in one, shoes and socks disappeared ages ago in an unimportant flurry. Winter slid Jack's boxers down with her legs and smiled lustfully up at him. He crashed his lips to hers, tongues tangling in a passionate battle. Winter half moaned, half screamed in a mix of undiluted pleasure as Jack shifted his hips to hers.

"Fuck..." Jack groaned into her shoulder, letting his lips and teeth make marks over her sensitive skin, Winter pushed her hips up as Jack thrust down ending all and any coherent thoughts, there was no longer any Torchwood, any miracle, anything, there was just Jack and how whole and perfect and wonderful he made the world feel.

TTT

Later that night they sat passing the final bottle of champagne between them, horrifically drunk and wrapped in the sheet that covered their bed. 'I can see your head.' Winter commented, staring at Jack. He took the bottle from her and nodded.

'Good, that, my gorgeous thing, means it's still attached.' He slurred. She snorted and snatched the bottle back before the rim had even touched his lips.

'No silly, I mean, through your hair.' She took a swig and, wide eyed, pushed a careless hand through his brown locks. 'If I squint just right,' she turned her head a little and her eyes crossed for a moment, 'I can imagine you bald.' He pulled a disgusted face.

'Why would you want to do that?' she shrugged and handed him the bottle lazily slumping back against the headboard.

'Do you think we kept them up?' he looked up at her as she stared at the wall as if she could penetrate the hard surface and see into the room next door.

'The way you were screaming I think the whole floor's probably up.' She blushed and giggled, taking another swig from the bottle, the champagne dripped down her chin as it bubbled over and Jack lent around her to grab the bottle. As he did so he spied the drips on her chest and let his tongue flick out to retrieve them. Winter smiled and let her head fall back, her mind was fuzzy and sleepy and any thoughts of Rex or the miracle were long gone. 'Champagne tastes good,' Jack slurred, 'off you.' She took the bottle from him and drank the rest in two swallows causing him to frown. 'I wanted to …'

'I know.' She replied, 'but I want to sleep in a dry, warm bed with you. Not a champagne soaked mattress.' He nodded seriously. 'You know what.' She asked.

'What?' She threw back the sheets dramatically and stumbled on top of him, he placed his hand on her hips, steadying her as she swayed.

'I fucking love you.' He grinned.

'And I love…Love it when you swear.' She frowned.

'You never used to let me do it.'

'Maybe it was 'cause I wanted to drag you to bed every time you did.' She let out another snort as he lent up for a kiss. She got a little carried away before pulling back again.

'Even when I was a teenager?'

'Oh yeah.'

'Pervert.'

'You're the one sleeping with the only man in the universe older than the Doctor.' She screwed her face up trying to work out how this was possible and then her face became serene again.

'Jack.'

'Yeah?'

'Do you want Kids?' He paused for a second and shook his head.

'Ask me when I'm sober.'

'No, I'm asking now.' He sighed and slapped his hand on his face, dragging it down his neck and chest and letting it lie on her thigh.

'Yes, but not for a while. Unless it just happens, 'cause that's good too. I mean it's all good, everything's good, why? Are you…you're not? Are you?' She shook her head and pulled another face.

'No! Just, seeing Gwen, just wondered.'

'You finished wondering?'

'Yeah why?'

"Cause I think the neighbours may have fallen asleep again.' She grinned at him and leant down, biting his lip gently and whispering.

'We can't have that.'

Well not only do you have your fix of Nemo/Jack but there was a tad Nemo/Ianto in there AND now you know where the one shot in 'Words have meaning, names have power' comes from :) And what would I like in return? Well a bit of 'smoochie smochie time' (as Karen and Matt call it) would be lovely but I'm happy to settle for your love and as always I'm happy to accept reviews :D