Here is Owen. It's great to get over 20 comments, thank you very much :) after this short one there will be Jack and Ianto, and End of Days will be over.
Spoiler alert: End Of Days, Fragments, Another Life
Beta-ed: TattooedLibrarian
Owen was scrubbing floors, cleaning windows, and throwing out trash, but he couldn't get rid of the guilt, of the defeat. He was empty of desires, of beliefs; he didn't know how the world worked anymore. People from the vaults were missing, maybe they went back, and maybe Abaddon fed on them. Rhys was safe but all of those people on the street remained dead. Talk on TV was about massive hallucinations and an unknown epidemic that spread through air. They didn't need to think of cover story, people had done that by themselves.
He was so mad at Jack for so long, he was more than angry when he shot him down but now he couldn't even remember why. He felt like he had sobered up. Katie died, he took Megan on space ship to die, and Dianne left by her own will. Maybe he was mad at Jack because he never got hurt, or it didn't seem like he did, he looked invincible and Owen couldn't stand that.
Whatever it was all that Owen could remember now about Jack were good things, laughs, basket ball games, jokes, and pats on the shoulder. And Owen had destroyed all that.
When he entered main floor he stopped shocked by sight Jack kissing Tea boy. The kiss didn't battle him; that was Jack, he clearly got his way in some moment and that wasn't surprising. But Jack, Jack stood there like it was a normal thing to do so. Owen slowly crossed the bridge towards Jack and discovered that he didn't know what to say. He was empty of jokes and mocking, he was washed away. But he tried to say something. Jack stopped him showing that he understood maybe even better than Owen himself and then he forgave him, that finally made Owen cry. Jack grabbed Owen's head to his chest but even then Owen couldn't give in, not completely, he would never forgive himself for being such failure.