Sorry, I've been a bit slow as of late but I've been finishing my final essay and preparing for the seven hour trip home tomorrow. Anyway, it's the moment you've been waiting for for a long time. Yes it's time for a wedding, but of course it's me you're talking to, and it's a Torchwood wedding… nah, it'll all be fine *shifty look*.

Emzza: I love seeing those moments with Fawks and Jack together. What people sometimes don't get to see is that, in actual fact, they get on really well and make for wonderful friends. The problem unfortunately, is Nemo. They both love her and are both willing to fight for her, and do. I also have to confess that that excellent depiction of their characters was down to my wonderful Internet Girlfriend Rachy Babes

1945: I have a feeling you'll go through quite a few emotions during this chapter :) Sorry to play with you so but I can't help being a tease ;)

Sonotalady: I know, I know, I'm awful but I can't help it, I'm dragging out this streak as long as I can, I love it so much :) Oooooo fanfic did I hear you say? Well I wouldn't say no :D (in fact I would jump up and down and say YES PLEASE! Yeah the social was good, alcohol hasn't been much of a problem for me recently (*muffles Rachy Babes who jumps over, grinning, to interject*) I've been really good. But to be fair I've hardly drunk at all which is great because it means I've got enough money to put towards fun things in the holiday and such :)

Rachy Babes: in reference to the above comment: 'Not a word you' *glares dangerously*

MoodySpark: the character in this chapter is in no way the exact replica of Castiel… *shifty look* He in no way looks like him (minus the coat) *shifty look* he in no way has similar powers *shiftier look* and in no way sounds like him *very shifty look* And I in no way intend on putting him and my own character together *the shiftiest look imaginable*

I'm so rushed off my feet,

Looking for Gordon street,

So much I need to say,

I'm sorry that it's on her wedding day...

And, just in time,

And I'm glad I crashed the wedding,

It's better than regretting,

I could have been a loser kid

And ran away and hid

I said I'd do it and I did.

Because true love lasts forever

She's glad I crashed the wedding...

Busted – Crashed the wedding (it had to be done)

The Doctor opened the doors to the TARDIS and led Winter out into a large bedroom. "Where are we?" she asked as he inspected the fireplace.

"Eltham Palace, just outside London. Beautiful piece of 1930's architectural style in the guise of a stately home with…" Winter place a finger on his lips and kissed his cheek.

"This is the venue?" He nodded, crossing his eyes to look down at the finger. "It's beautiful." She smiled and she floated over to the windows looking down over the gardens. "So, what now?" she asked her voice far away.

"Time to change." Ianto replied. She turned to find him standing with a covered dress and held back a hysterical laugh. The Doctor bowed out making an excuse about picking the Jack's up and left the two of them standing in the bedroom alone. "Come on then."

TTT

The Garden was in full spring bloom, the white wooden chairs almost glowed against the green of the grass and the rose covered archway stood out like a monument as Jack fidgeted with his cuffs. John scoffed and elbowed him. 'You've done this before remember.' Jack glared at his old partner.

'Yeah but not for a while and she's different, she's Nemo.' John smirked.

'You my friend, are whipped.' Jack was just about to retaliate when the vicar arrived. A stick thin woman with silver eyes and dark skin. She was rather beautiful but Jack's eyes were too busy glancing to and from the steps to really pay much attention.

'If you will all stand please.' The vicar asked in a shaky voice. The small congregation stood and Amy and Fawks sauntered down the aisle, the former grinning in the direction of Rory and the latter winking at her team and her husband, before taking their place at the opposite side of the arch to Jack and John. Both wore flowing purple dresses, v necked with smatterings of silver on the shoulders, the only difference being that Amy's reached the floor but Fawks' only reached just below her knees. Pip balanced himself carefully at the edge of Amy's shoulder, straining to get a look down the end of the aisle. Jack gulped as the Doctor appeared above them wearing his tux and top hat and on his arm, Nemo. She descended the stone steps in a long white gown made of silk covered with fine lace, the front and back both dipped in a 'v' shape exposing a great deal of the skin on her back and the lace cap sleeves rippled over her shoulders as she walked. A very fine veil covered her face but from what he could see of it she was blushing at the attention she had gained as she walked. The Doctor grinned happily as he steadily lead her towards the arch.

'Excuse me.' Jack shot around and Winter saw every Torchwood member take out their guns and turn to face the end of the aisle, she frowned and turned throwing her veil back and looking at the man who was standing at the end dressed in a simple suit.

The two Torchwood teams and Winter's John stood in a line protecting the few other guests. Maria, Sophia's daughter whimpered at being pushed around so suddenly and Fawks glanced down to her. She ducked behind the line and pulled out one of the blue roses from her bouquet, giving it to the little girl who looked up at her with big watery eyes. It wasn't like she could be helpful in the defence, the dress didn't leave much room for her guns.

Winter seemed to be caught in the middle of the stand-off with the Doctor at her side. She watched the mystery man carefully as he looked around at the guests. His face had a strangely chiselled look, cleft chin, soft features but well-formed leading Winter to believe he was something just above the 30 year mark. An oval face, shortish dark brown hair; messed up as though he'd run his hands through it. His irises were the clearest, sparkling blue but they seemed to be surrounded by a much darker ring. Overall Winter deemed him rather handsome. That wasn't going to help her mood though. He strode forwards a blank look on his face and the air of someone who had full confidence in their actions.

'Who the hell are you?' She demanded.

'My name is Nathanael.' The young man introduced himself not moving from his spot, his face never changing. 'I have urgent business here.' He spoke with a low a rather growling voice with an American accent to it.

'And what business does Nathanael have at my wedding?' Jack asked. He looked up his face still unnervingly bereft of emotion.

'I am searching for criminal wanted in at least 30 separate systems at this particular moment in history.'

'You're the police?' Winter asked. Nathanael cocked his head to the side as though he didn't understand the question and the Doctor shook his head to Winter.

'He's not exactly police, he's a hunter.'

'I am sent to retrieve the demon in question.' Nathaneal told her.

'By who?' Alexandra asked. He turned and stared at her making her uncomfortable.

'By the shadow proclamation.' Winter prowled closer to him and looked him straight in the face angrily.

'Well you can just go back to them and tell them you're empty handed because none of us are going anywhere.' He watched her, his face still unchanged.

'You have two hours, the area is cordoned off with a static field in place. If you fail to comply, then I will use any means I deem necessary to retrieve her.' He turned and began walking back towards the house, away from the congregation. 'I will be in the dining room.' As soon as he was out of sight Winter turned to see the Torchwood line part revealing the frightened guests and vicar and a worried looking Fawks.

'Rachel,' The Doctor sighed, 'What have you done now?' she opened her mouth in shock.

'Me? How is this my fault? I had no clue he was coming! I didn't even know there was a price on my head.' Winter walked over to her and took her hand.

'Don't worry, we'll sort this out. The Doctor can take you away.' He cleared his throat, 'What now?' Winter asked.

'Well you see,' the Doctor began, 'If he really has put a static field around the house, which I have no doubt of, then the TARDIS is locked as is every other vehicle in the area.' Pip sniffed indignantly and hopped into Fawks' arms, cuddling into her worriedly.

'What's a static field?' Jess asked. Other Jack turned to them all and began to explain.

'Well for starters it's illegal. It basically locks everything inside it in a sort of time bubble. To the rest of the world this place is frozen in time, if you watched it or looked at it on a satellite everything would stay exactly the same as the moment you turned the field on.' Ianto frowned.

'So…why is it illegal?'

'The police used to use them.' Other Jack explained, 'the problem with them is the same as with the TARDIS. They were banned for being inhumane because if no travel facilities are working the people affected may not be able to go about their day to day lives. Imagine getting shot but you can't get to a hospital because the cars and such don't work.' Ianto nodded.

'Go on then,' Jess asked, 'Who the hell is Nathanael?' Fawks shrugged edging closer to John.

'He's hard to pin down.' Jacky rolled her eyes.

'Well that's helpful.'

'Let me finish.' Fawks chastised, 'He's the one the shadow proclamation call when they've lost hope. He's fierce, he's absolute. He's the last of the Almensi, a race of human like creatures with…powers.'

'Powers?'

'Genetics, they have…abilities, just evolution really. Think the X-man. Actually don't think the X-men that's a bad comparison.' The Doctor asked.

'I once met one whose skin could get so hot it instantly gave you fourth degree burns.' Fawks' John told them. 'They're not so hot on emotions either. They follow orders, there's no room for doubt and they're so stuck in their own society they don't really get us. He interrupted the wedding because he doesn't understand that it's not something a normal person would do.' Winter sighed and looked over at her soon to be husband and her girlfriend.

'I should have known. Hunters, criminals and the shadow proclamation. Definitely a Torchwood wedding.' Both Jack's and Gwen's chuckled and Winter turned to the Doctor. 'So what do we do, we can't just give Fawks up to him and if she can't get out…'

'I may have an idea.' Alexandra interjected, she swept forwards in her normal graceful fashion and stood by Ianto's side. 'He can't know for sure Fawks is here and since Winter only said 'no one' was leaving with him he has no way of being certain that she's here.'

'I don't know he seems pretty adamant Alice, we can't just ask him to leave.' She shook her head at Fawks' Jack and smiled.

'Did any of you watch Dad's army when you were young?' A few of the group smiled fondly and nodded but many shook their heads in confusion. 'There's an episode set in a prisoner of war camp where some of the prisoners go missing. So, in order to make it look like they're all still accounted for the main characters get the other prisoners to run through the room then around the building and back in.'

'How does that help me?' Fawks asked, her face screwed up in utter confusion.

'Simple, I'll lead him around the house and gardens, you keep the guests spread across the house and Fawks can find a place to hide.' Both Jack's nodded understandingly.

'It could work, but he'll notice if you're hooked up to a mic or something so Fawks will have to play it by what you can hear. Someone should go with her.'

'I will!' A voice at the back called over to them and they turned around to see the vicar holding her hand aloft. 'I will go with her to help her hide.' Fawks raised an eyebrow but shrugged.

'To be fair, that's the last person anyone would suspect, apart from maybe the kid.' Winter looked over to her friend Sophia and sighed and the worried look on her face. She brushed past the Torchwood group and knelt to the ground to give Maria a hug.

'I'm sorry,' she told Sophia, 'I didn't want her to go through this.' Sophia sat down on a chair and smiled sadly.

'You look stunning, if a bit concerned.' Winter laughed and Maria smiled at her holding out the flower Fawks had given her.

'Oh sweetheart, it's lovely, you should get mummy to put it in your hair.'

'principessa?' she asked in the high musical tone of a child.

'Yes, you'd look just like a princess. You know what, why doesn't the queen take you for a walk around the pretty gardens, I think I saw a fish pond across the way.' The little girls eyes looked up and she glanced over at her mother. Sophia looked up as if questioning this idea but Winter nodded encouragingly and put Maria down on the ground, watching them go. As soon as they were out of sight she turned back to her other friends, 'Right then. Alexandra you go and find whatever-his-name-was, Fawks you and your escort go to the top floor first and work your way down, everyone else spread out in the different rooms, have a drink, take some pictures, do normal wedding stuff we might manage to annoy him a bit if we act like we don't care. You,' she turned on her Jack, 'You're coming with me.' He smirked and took her hand letting her drag him back inside to the room she'd used as a dressing room. He threw off his coat and sat down on the chez lounge letting her collapse down against his chest and breathe a sigh of frustration. He stroked her dress carefully and whispered.

'You look beautiful.' She shrugged. 'No really you do.' Her smile was quick and almost non-existent so he tapped her nose gently. 'What's wrong?' She fiddled with her fingernails refusing to look up at him and just letting the warmth seep from his chest to her arm and back.

'I guess, I never realised how much this meant to me.' He frowned. 'The wedding I mean. You hear girls talking about their wedding and they go on and on and I always sat back and thought it was a lot of fuss over a piece of paper and a ring. Then I got here, I was walking out of this house and I just wanted everything to be…perfect.'

'It was.'

'Until Nathanael showed up.' He sighed and stretched his arms around her waist comfortably.

'From what I hear, Alexandra is a very competent member of Torchwood who cares for Fawks almost as much as Ianto. She'll look after her.' Winter froze in his arms and he sighed. 'What now?'

'I should tell you something.' He hummed in response, closing his eyes and throwing his head back to face the ceiling. 'I told Ianto.' His head shot back down and his eyes snapped open.

'You did? How did it go?' She sighed.

'Well I took your advice and I just let it all out. He listened and then he, he said that I could count on him.'

'As a friend or as something else?' She shrugged. 'Ahhh, something else.' She blushed and he tightened his grip. 'I told you you'd feel better once you got those feelings out in the open. Hell if I could tell this Ianto how I felt about ours I would, but I think that would be a bit too much for the poor guy. You loved him Kitten, you really did and that's not something you forget easily. If you'd just left it unsaid it would have eaten you up inside and now you both know where you stand and we can get married without worrying about our impossible pasts or our improbable futures.' She smiled and turned around to lay against him face to face.

'When did you get so knowledgeable?'

'The same time I gained this weight.' He glared down at his stomach and she giggled.

'You're not fat.'

'Never said I was, just not as slim as I used to be.'

'I don't want slim, I want cuddly.' He rolled his eyes and smiled, resting his head on hers.

So, thoughts? :D