So, happy 2012 one and all, it's going to be an interesting year I can tell you that. Especially with the end of the world coming up. Just remember to live these 355 days as though they were your last eh :D Hope you all had a good Christmas, mine was a tad quieter than usual due to various members of the family being away with their partners :( but I wasn't inundated with bad presents (in fact they were all pretty good) and I didn't suffer one dreadful hangover so all in all I'm pretty happy. How about you?

alwaysamarauder16: AHHHH! A NEWBIE! I love newbies! Allow me to wrap you in a feathery warm hug of welcome. And if you weren't weirded out by that then I think we'll get along just fine :D I do apologise I'm in a very strange mood :)I'm really glad you like the story and I'm even more impressed that you've just started reading. Most people would look at the length and forget it so thank you so much for giving it a shot. Don't worry Fawks isn't for everyone I can see you'll be batting for Jack's team when they get into arguments and good for you. Fawks need people to take her down a peg or two ;) Thanks so much again!

MoodySpark: Winter may be able to share, Jack may have this magical ability, even Fawks and John, but I am lacking in the sharing department. Sorry. I'm just selfish ;P

sonotalady: I can't help it, I just ooze charm ;) as, apparently, do you. Thanks for the pep talk about the chapter. I was a bit worried because I know introducing new characters can be confusing and unwelcome sometimes so it's good to know people liked it. I'll put my thinking cap on and try to come up with a little challenge for you but if you think of something don't hesitate to write it. Rachel knows far too much for her own good. She's currently sulking because I refused to let her know what's happening in the finale. Everyone will find out soon enough. Happy Christmas and a Happy New Year to you too :D

dwatlaskrhtcm: Thank you, I really appreciate it!

Rachy Babes: Oi! Quiet down there you, people are getting suspicious of your reviews. And No, Nathanael is in no way shape or form and exact replica of Castiel just with lower power levels, a different name and no wings and there is no for thought behind the story line that he fancies a character who is in no way shape or form and exact replica of me with more money and less family. *shifty look*

1945: To tell the truth the mind stuff is more important to Rachel's story but this particular prophesy will have consequences for the coming chapter.

When I see your smile
Tears run down my face
I can't replace
And now that I'm strong
I have figured out
How this world turns cold
and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find
deep inside me
I can be the one

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one

Cuz you're my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay

Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay
Though my skies are turning grey

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven

Red Jumpsuit Apparatus – Your Guardian Angel

Fawks sat in the chimney stack with the vicar and Pip, pressed against the opposite wall. The space was grotty and dangerously high to a human but she had found it big enough to easily fit the pair of them and other than the difficulty of climbing in high heels and a dress, it had been a fairly easy option. Once they had escaped from the cupboard under the stairs and then the wooden chests in the hallway she had decided a more permanent position was in order. Now she had the burning desire to take out a harmonica and play some sad jail songs. However her rational mind had informed her that the sound would echo down to the floor and easily give their hiding place away. 'So, he's after you?' the vicar asked, 'why?' Fawks sighed and propped her feet up against the wall.

'I've done some bad stuff in my life, though I couldn't tell you what it was exactly, you'd have to ask him.'

'Bad stuff?'

'What is this? Confessional?' Fawks joked, she stroked Pip's ear and he nuzzeled against her happily. The priest laughed along with her and shook her head.

'No, just wondering what sort of bad you were, to be do sure, so quickly that this guy was here to hunt you down.' Fawks smiled and waved a hand flippantly.

'Baby, I was born to be bad.'

'So, friend of the bride?'

'Nope, girlfriend of the bride.' She responded proudly.

'Does he know?'

'Yeah, he's cool with it, well, not cool with it. Just too smart not to try to stop it.' The other woman smiled knowingly and nodded.

'Yeah, I'm more of the love em' and leave em' sort myself.' Pip looked up at Fawks who's eyes flicked to look at the vicar, her companion.

'Really, that's interesting, not exactly moral though.'

'Morals? A bit old fashioned don't you think?' Fawks nodded but this time more of a distracted nod than the last.

'I was brought up a Christian you know.' She commented, 'Don't really know what I am now but I still remember being read the stories. It's been so long since I've heard them and I was wondering if you could help me on a few points. You know my minds a bit hazy on the detail but I think I've got it down.'

'Go ahead.' The vicar smiled through the dark.

'So, the way I remember it, and, tell me if I'm wrong because I won't mind but I remembered that Eve was the first woman God created and the Devil tempted her to take the apple from the tree of wisdom and she did.'

'That's correct.' Pip's mouth dropped slightly.

'And so God gave them clothes and sent them out of the Garden of Eden.'

'You certainly know your scriptures.' The vicar replied happily. The monkey in Fawks' lap slapped his palm against his forehead.

'Yeah but you don't.' Silver eyes flashed in Fawks' direction as the demon smiled. 'God created a woman called Lilith before he created Eve, the snake wasn't the devil he was just a snake and God never gave them clothes, Adam and Eve realised they were naked after eating the fruit and made their own. So if you're not a vicar, then who the hell are you?'

TTT

'So.' Winter stood, arms crossed over her chest and a hard glare set on Nathanael, 'Are you done? Because you have been all the way through this house and I don't see anyone in cuffs.' He stood across from the group, utterly unaffected by their glares.

'My orders are to find the demon and destroy her. I have not yet fulfilled that task.' He frowned, his eyes narrowing as a rumble ensued from the fireplace. The two Gwen's glanced to Jack for instruction. The Doctor backed away pulling Amy with him. Jess pushed Rory behind her and Winter pulled Jack away just in time as Pip flew down the chimney and into Ianto's arms, followed swiftly by a cloud of soot that swept out and two figures tumbling from the fireplace. Alexandra's eyes were wide as a rabbits caught in headlights as the two figures pushed away from each other, both covered in dirt, and growled menacingly. Nathanael noted his object and started forward but Winter threw herself in front of Fawks and hissed.

'You want to take her you can go through me first.' He looked at her like she had spoken in pig Latin.

'I have no reason to take her.' He stated, speaking extra slowly, 'I am here for the demon, not the half breed.' He pointed over Winter's shoulder at the vicar who crouched and growled like an animal. Her silver eyes flashed angrily and her fingers tore at the black outfit she had been wearing and leaped across the room. She threw Fawks' Jack to the side and turned to growl at the person to her left. Alexandra. The young woman dodged out of the way as the demon headed for the door. Nathanael seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye and suddenly reappeared in front of the creature, he swung his arm around, snatching her neck in his hand and throwing her down to the floor with a strength greater than a normal human man. It looked up at him angrily.

'You miserable hunters.' Her voice was scratchy and scathing, 'you have no idea, no idea of the …' Nathanael hardly looked at her, he swept past pressing his hand on her forehead in passing and leaving her sprawled, passed out, on the floor.

Winter's hands were still spread slightly, protecting her girlfriend from the non-existent threat. He peered past her to the blackened girl and raised an eyebrow. 'Why are you staring at me like that?' Nathanael asked the pair.

'I'm Captain Rachel Falcon.' The Fawks replied. His expression never changed, obviously he'd never heard of her.

'I have to go.' He replied, turning away from them and beginning to pull his prisoner from the floor.

'That's it?' Fawks yelped, affronted at the entire situation.

'What else would you like?' he asked, confused by her exclamation.

'A bit of recognition maybe? Or an explanation? Or both!' He frowned and stood up, stalking forward.

'Thanks to you I'm behind in my schedule,' he accused, 'I don't think you want my recognition right now.' While he spoke to Fawks the demon on the floor was beginning to come around. Her alien blood helping her to get over Nathanael's enforced sleep. She glanced up at the door and noted that there was only one thing in her way. She leaped from the floor and took Alexandra by surprise, knocking her to the floor and grabbing her ankles to drag her out of the room, across the floor. She cried out and dug her nails into the floor.

Nathanael's attention immediately turned to her and he lead the rush out into the main room where the demon dragged Alexandra from the floor and gripped her throat tightly, her sharp nails dug in and the captive felt a trickle of blood down her neck.

'The enforcer trapped in a corner.' The demon hissed, 'I was told you hardly cared for life in the way of your goal. So tell me oh absolute one. Why aren't I dead?' She hissed out a laugh and flung Alexandra to the floor before diving out of the window. Nathanael glanced both ways, did he go after her, did he stay for the fallen girl? Finally he frowned at his inner choice and stepped over to stand above Alexandra and looked down on. 'Are you okay?' He sounded unsure of his question and when she looked up at him, her breath a little quicker and her eyes large, she spotted a hint of inner turmoil in his crystal eyes.

'I'm fine.' She reached out her hands and he looked at them in confusion. She smiled and wiggled her fingers, 'You're meant to help me up.' He frowned.

'Why?'

'Because I'd be grateful.' He took her hands carefully and braced himself as she got to her feet, she stood, inches away from him, her hands still encased in his and smiled shyly, pushing up on the balls of her feet and kissing his cheek. 'Thank you.' He dropped her hands and she coughed awkwardly. Suddenly he looked up at the open window.

'What's wrong now?' Nathanael held his hand up to Gwen and shushed her. 'Did you just 'shhh' me. Don't you dare…'

'shhh, what's that sound?' Everyone was silent as they listened to a distant tolling.

'It's just the nearby town.' Alexandra told him, 'It's four o'clock, the church bells are chiming.' She suddenly looked up to him, her memory flooding back to her, 'They are coming.' She whispered so quietly everyone struggled to hear. Nathanael ran out of the house. The wedding party followed him out to the large grounds and he paused twenty meters away from the house, his eyes wide.

'What is it?' Winter asked.

'Someone is coming.' He told them. A bright light sparked on the ground and it burst into flames like a contained bonfire. They shielded their eyes until the flames died down slightly and when they turned back three men and two Jadoon stood before it in formation.

'You have failed us Nathanael.' A withered man told the hunter. He motioned to the Jadoon on his left who was holding the still form of the demon. She was dead.

'I found the demon.'

'And then you let her live.'

'She threatened the life of another.' The man sneered at the wedding party.

'And if this creature was to be let loose, she would kill thousands more. What is one in the big picture?' He nodded to the man on his right who pulled a remote from his pocket and pointed it at the crowd before pressing the button. With a pitiful groan, Alexandra fell against Ianto and blood began to drip steadily from her mouth as she struggled to breath.

'What the hell have you done!' Jack yelled, falling to his knees and pulling Alexandra's face to the side so she could choke up another mouthful of thick sticky blood. Nathanael's eyes widened angrily but he held the men's stares and the first man stepped forward angrily.

'We have suspected you were slipping for some time Nathanael, this only serves to illustrate my point. You are growing too attached to the people of this word and we have no need for a soldier with ulterior motives.'

'You mean one who thinks for himself.' Winter snapped, Nathanael turned and gave her a warning look to be silent. She looked over to Ianto, worriedly cradling Alexandra and shut her mouth.

'But I am a forgiving man Nathanael. Prove to me that your feelings have not clouded your judgement and I shall reinstate your position among the other hunters.'

'You want me to let her die?' Jack and Ianto looked up at him in horror.

'Yes.' The first man confirmed. Alexandra's life now hung in this strangers hands. All he had to do was return to his own people and she would drown in her own blood as it steadily filled up her lungs. Her eyes drooped a little and Fawks gripped onto John, her eyes tearing up and her mouth half open in horror. Nathanael looked down on the girl and the people around him. He looked up at the sky, the flowers and the grass, the doubt that had lived in his soul for so many years now, finally seemed to be breaking past his barriers and he turned back to the men.

'Then I decline.'

'Very well. You are no longer welcome in the circle, if you are seen you will be considered a spy and destroyed where you stand. You have betrayed your family Nathanael, your punishment will be to live with that guilt your entire life, we cannot retract your power but it can be limited. Enjoy your long life with these humans.' The group shielded their eyes as the men and Jadoon were engulfed by the fire which instantly died leaving not a scratch on the grass beneath. Nathanael's posture slumped and he turned to look down on Alexandra. She coughed out a final glob of blood and wiped her mouth on the handkerchief offered by Ianto as her lungs magically cleared. She looked up at Nathanael with bleary eyes and he turned away heading back across to the gathering of chairs on the lawn where he sat and rested his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped and his head hung in shame.

Winter looked around at the group around her. To tell the truth she felt bad, if only they hadn't automatically assumed Fawks was the person he was after, the wedding could have continued, Fawks' dress wouldn't be ruined and Nathanael would still have a job. She bit her lip and buried her feelings of anger towards him, letting go of Jack's hand she steadily made her way towards Alexandra.

'Are you…'

'Fine.' She replied quickly, her hand still gripping Ianto's arm. 'I'm fine' her eyes where darting across to the man sitting alone. Alexandra steeled her nerves and let go of him, leaving the congregation to follow Nathanael. Quietly she sat down at his side and stared out in front at the flowers in the garden. She heard the Doctor promising to bring back another vicar and she heard the TARDIS leaving, and as the group began to retake their seats she slid her hand across and took one of Nathanael's. The message was clear, 'thank you, for choosing me.' He looked down at the unfamiliar gesture. It confused him slightly, but, he liked it, so he let her keep her hand there, not moving for the entire service.

TTT

Winter's eyes were wide, desperately trying to take in every moment, every move, every glance of the sun off the buttons of Jack's coat. She didn't know how she was feeling. Overwhelmed? She was standing up here, in front of all her friends, her family and with a few words from her she'd be married. Actually married. No more 'just Nemo', no more boyfriend, no more fiancé, married. Jack's fingers were rubbing against his thumbs as they always did when he was expecting something. She bit her lip as the, newly found, vicar looked down at the paper in front of her, back up to Winter in confusion and then down to the paper again.

'and do you, Ethel Nemo Winter Sophia Doll Face Kitten Kitty Fischer Saunders…' The entire congregation burst out laughing and Winter turned around to Jack's raised eyebrow.

'What.'

'Oi! You missed out 'Torchwood Sex Symbol'!' Fawks' Jack yelled from the audience. The vicar looked highly confused and a tad embarrassed so Winter just hurried her along with a giggled.

'Yeah, I do.' Jack smiled and shook his head at her and as he lent down to kiss her she shrugged.

'What? I'm indecisive, I just couldn't work out which I liked best.' And with that she grabbed his lapels and pulled him down to her, reaching up on her tip toes.

TTT

'This is weird.' Jack looked down at the girl swaying in his arms and frowned.

'What's so weird about it?'

'We're, married. I'm married. I just, never thought I'd see the day. You know what with Torchwood's death rate and the way I never really met anybody.'

'How do you like it?'

'Well if it only consists of large meals, mountains of cake and dancing I think we may get a bit bored.'

'We could throw in the occasional life or death situation.' He chuckled at her smile.

'I'd like that. Hey, do you think we could fit the SUV on the chula ship?'

'Not the way it is but we could ask the Doctor to give it a little tweak.' She grinned and stood on her toes to kiss him.

'That's why I love you.'

'My brilliant planning?' she shook her head happily.

'Nope, someone tells you that something can't be done and you're determined to prove them wrong.' He grinned.

'It's the best personality trait to have.'

'No it's not.' He span her in a circle and then tugged her to the chairs where most other people were sat resting.

'Why not?'

'Because sometimes things really can't be done and shouldn't be tried.'

'Give me one example.' They sat down at the table and Alexandra looked up smiling.

'You can fit a common light bulb into your mouth but you can't get it back out without breaking it.' Jack's eyes lit up. Winter smacked his arm playfully.

'You try that and I'll let the Doctor run volts through you to see if it will light up.' He smiled and pulled her chair closer, letting her rest against him. 'Anyway, how are you lot?'

'Good, the music's going down well.' Ianto commented. Winter grinned.

'That's because my music taste is awesome.'

'I don't know,' Fawks chuckled, 'I'm not so sure after 'Busted." Winter shrugged.

'It's called 'crashed the wedding', I appreciated the irony.' She defended.

'Speaking of wedding crashers, where is he?' Winter's Jack asked. Alexandra glanced over to another table just within hearing distance. Nathanael was sitting upright, his jacket still on and his hands clasped in his lap as he stared blankly at the people on the dance floor, his obvious discomfort a reminder of his lack of understanding when it came to human life.

'He looks sad.' Alexandra told them. Both Jack's shrugged and Fawks sniffed in response, Ianto's eyes betrayed a sudden stab of jealousy but Winter reached out and poked her. The younger woman looked up at her and caught the meaning behind her stare, she bit her lip and stood up, smoothing down her dress nervously and making her way across to the ex-intruder. 'I was thinking,' she began, her hands twisting at her stomach, 'Maybe you'd like to dance.' He looked up at her with an indifferent look.

'Why?'

'Well, it's just, kind of what you do at weddings.' A frown of confusion clouded his eyes and he turned his head to the side a little.

'I thought it was about the joining of two people?' She blushed, embarrassed at his seeming refusal to dance.

'I'm sorry, I'll just.' She turned to go, shutting her eyes for a moment to internally kick herself but when she opened them her eyes widened in shock. He was standing right in front of her.

'I can't dance.' His gruff voice seemed even more awkward as he refused to meet her eye and instead looked towards the DJ's setup.

'Well neither can I but I've heard just, you know, swaying is good.' He frowned and she smiled shyly taking his hand and leading him to the small group of people dancing in the centre of the room.

The group she had left at her table watched with interest as Alexandra took his hands and awkwardly placed them around her waist, Nathanael's eyes were mildly panicked but she reached up and whispered something to him. He nodded and let his shoulders relax slightly before letting himself sway on the spot slightly, she smiled up at him encouragingly and laughed when he attempted a slight smile back.

'I don't like him.' Fawks' Jack commented, Ianto and John nodded and Winter burst out laughing. They looked over to her as she rocked back and forward in the chair. 'What?' Jack growled unhappily.

'I think what my girlfriend is thinking is 'Oh get over it!" Fawks told them. 'You three are terrible, if you wanted to have her you should have got in there earlier rather than worrying about it. And as for you John, stop being so jealous, she was never going to go for you besides you two make really good friends.'

'Yeah but.'

'Really guys, none of you have the slightest claim to her.' Fawks' Jack put his hand up and Fawks rolled her eyes, 'alright so you gave her a nickname, doesn't give you permission to get in her trousers.'

'She doesn't wear trousers.' Ianto commented. Causing Fawks to glare at him. 'I don't know why you're defending him Rachel, if she starts seeing him then you're going to have to put up with him, you won't have her all to yourself anymore.' Fawks' eyes widened and she looked back at the couple.

'I've changed my mind. Let's kill him.'

'I think it's sweet.' Winter stated, 'And you can leave off the jealousy Fawks, you have John, you can't expect her to be at your beck and call for the rest of her life.' Fawks wrinkled her nose.

'But who's going to look after us when we're drunk, and who's going to bail us out of prison at four in the morning?'

'Exactly, she's spent so long being your mother, maybe it's time you gave her her life back." They looked up at the pair and Jack nuzzled into Winter's neck whispering to her.

'We're leaving soon. I'm not walking back to the TARDIS with the Doctor and it looks like he'll be taking Amy and Rory home soon too. Winter glanced over to the side and giggled at Rory and Amy who were falling all over themselves playing twister with Gwen's kids and Maria.

'Come on, let's say goodbye.' She smiled, kissing his cheek and he took her hand. They rounded each table to bid farewell to their friends for the night and thank them for being there, Jack pulled Winter away from Nathanael and Alexandra until right at the end. Then he smiled mischievously and tugged her over to them.

'We're off now so, we'll see you tomorrow I guess.' Alexandra nodded happily and hugged both of them goodbye and Nathanael stood at her side, his hands by his side. To look at him you would never think he'd just been dancing.

'I er…hope my visit hasn't had too much of an effect on your… event.' He told them. Alexandra smiled at him.

'See, you feel bad, there's hope for you yet.' He looked down at her and frowned.

'Feeling bad is a good thing to you? That makes no sense?'

'No I didn't mean that, I mean that you're catching on to our way of thinking.'

'I was doing my job, there was no personal feeling behind it.' She rolled her eyes and sighed.

'Yes well, maybe it needs a bit more work.' His brow was furrowed as he looked down at her, trying to figure her out. Jack pulled Winter away with a smile and the pair giddily made their way back to the TARDIS.

'What do you think he's going to do now?' Winter asked.

'Not sure, but I doubt it will be far from her.' They stopped in front of the great blue box that stood proudly inside the drawing room. Jack smiled down at Winter and took her by surprise, sweeping her into his arms and making as if to kick the doors open but Winter stopped him. She smiled and kissed his cheek before retracting one hand and clicking her fingers. Both doors swung open and Jack's eyes widened. 'Where did you learn to do that?' She smiled secretively.

'Wouldn't you like to know?'

So, do I pass?