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Last Woman Standing?

Gwen sighed as she looked out at the rain currently engulfing Cardiff. She had always hated weather like this. The rain was relentless and Rhys had joked that the amount of water deluged on Cardiff was making him think of building an Arc.

"Well, it was good enough for Noah." He smiled as he kissed her neck before wandering back into the living room. Little Anwen was asleep in her moses basket as Gwen rested her head against the glass window and thought of her friends. Ianto, Tosh, Owen. Jack. She smiled. Captain Jack Harkness, the man that couldn't die. And all because of a girl from Earth called Rose Tyler. She closed her eyes and shook her head as she thought of the time traveller that had changed her life forever. If she hadn't met him she would still be a police constable with the South Wales Police. So much had changed since that fateful day. Not all of the changes had been bad but very few of them had been good.

"Oh Jack." She sighed as she returned to the sofa.

"You alright Luv?" Rhys sat beside her and rested his arm behind her on the sofa.

"Yeah." She sighed. "Just thinking."

"About Torchwood."

"Oh don't be like that." Gwen leant forwards. "You know I miss it. It was my life for so long and now poof, it's gone."

"Not really gone." Rhys watched as Gwen turned to face him.

"Ianto is dead. Quiet, calm, heart of gold Ianto. Tosh and Owen. Well, you know about Owen. But now he's properly dead."

"I know. That girl dying in Jack's arms." He shook his head as he thought of the friendly Japanese girl he had met a few times. He wasn't really one for computer geeks but he had instantly warmed to the intelligent woman Gwen had befriended.

"Oh God." Gwen swiped at the tears that were threatening to fall as Rhys pulled her to him.

"Hey, come on luv. It's ok." He kissed her temple as he pulled her back to him. "Don't cry. Thats the last thing those two would want. And as for Jack 'If I was chocolate I'd eat myself' Harkness I promised him I'd look after you. So no crying eh?"

"Ok." Gwen smiled. Rhys may not be as charasmatic as Jack but he had a big heart. She buried her face in his chest as he ran his fingers through her long dark hair.

"And anyway, you talk as if we're never going to see Jack again."

"Torchwood Cardiff exploded. The love of his life was killed. I'd say we're never going to see him again."

"There was more than one Torchwood though? I thought there was one in Scotland?"

"Yeah, it went missing." Gwen shrugged. "I never did get to the bottom of that story."

"And what about Myfanwy?"

"Rhys you are worried about a Teradactyl?"

"Well, you know me Gwen. I care about animal welfare." Rhys placed his feet on the coffee table in front of him.

"Yeah, well I'd like to see the RSPCA take Myfanwy into a shelter. You know she's still around Cardiff docks. I heard her the other day when I took Anwen to the Bay. Ianto was the only one she would let near her. I always thought she would slip back through the Rift. But I guess that's closed now." Gwen yawned, grateful that her daughter had decided to sleep a little longer.


"Rhys, why all the questions? You know Torchwood is a dirty word around here. That if I so much as look the wrong way I'll be hauled off God only knows where. I am the last living member of Torchwood. I need to live a quiet life. Be boring."

"Be safe." Rhys looked her in the eye.

"I have to keep under the radar until the day I die. It's the only way I can keep you and Anwen safe."

"Yeah." Rhys hated even thinking about the events that had lead up to Jack's self imposed exile and Ianto's death.

"So why all the questions?"

"You know I went to help your Mam move that stuff around the attic on Friday?"

"Yeah. So?"

"God Gwen, she should be telling you this. I found your birth certificate." Rhys began to feel uncomfortable.

"Oh Rhys. Don't tell me you now know my Dad, God rest him wasn't my actual Dad. I know. Mam was with a guy before Dad married her. They got married when I was a year old. He adopted me. I thought I told you." Rhys raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah but I saw who your dad is. Your biological dad that is."

"Mam never said and I never asked." Gwen stood up and stared at him.

"Do you want me to tell you?"



"I dunno." Gwen stared out at the rain. She was certain the sounds of an engine could be heard in the distance. She frowned as she tried to work out what the noise was.


"Well do you want me to tell you or not?"

"Look Rhys. I never asked Mam. I'm 34 years old. I think if she thought I needed to know she would have told me." Gwen reasoned. "My dad was my dad as far as I was concerned. So yeah, tell me. Nothing can change the fact David Cooper brought me up."

"It's Jack. On your birth certificate. In the box marked Father's name and occupation it's got Captain Jack Harkness. RAF."

"Bloody Hell." Gwen sat back down on the sofa with a thud. "He better get back to Cardiff. Because I am going to bloody kill him. Even though he can't die I am going to bloody kill him!"

"And there's another thing." Rhys watched as her head snapped towards him.

"Well seeing as it's the day for bombshells, go ahead. Drop another one!"

"Hush, you'll wake the baby."


"Ok ok. Seems that Ianto isn't dead."


Donna Noble watched as her friend walked towards her. The Cardiff rain soaking them both to the skin.

"So, I remembered and my brain didn't expode?"

"Yeah." Jack walked next to her along St Mary's St. The busy shopping centre no quieter than usual despite the rain.


"Not really sure. One minute the Doctor is telling me that should we ever, ever meet again I am to act as if it is the first time. Never tell you the truth. It would literally make your brain implode. Then I run into you again and you know." Jack smiled. "Donna Noble, the girl the Doctor was wrong about."

"Why? That's the thing. Why am I not dead?"

"Donna, if I had a penny for the amount of times I asked that." He smiled as he dodged a woman pushing a buggy.

"But." Donna frowned.

"Look, the Doctor regenerated. Maybe it has something to do with that."

"So why here? Why Cardiff?" She walked alongside the man who had to be the second mist infurating man she had ever met.

"Why not? Great city. If you must know, Cardiff laid on the Rift. I have family here." He marched on ahead, completely unaware he was being watched.


A/N Ok be nice, first Torchwood story. Should I continue?