How It Should Have Been

How It Should Have Been


It was three hours later, when Owen’s alarm clock went off like it did every morning, when they weren’t called in, in the middle of the night. He reached over with his left hand and smacked it down on top of the button, cutting off the alarm.

Owen moaned, and buried his head back under the covers. He did not want to get up. He’d had less then four hours of sleep. He and Tosh had come back to his place. He suddenly froze, as the night before suddenly came back to him at break neck speed.

He removed the quilt from his head, and turned around to face the other side of the bed. Just as he expected, he found a head of long and messy black hair. He reached out with his right hand, and gently nudged Tosh on her bare back.

Tosh, who was always a light sleeper, was awake instantly. She quickly turned over, and eyed Owen wide eyed. Owen grinned appreciatively, as the covers were pooled around her waist, meaning her upper body was completely bared, much to his delight.
Tosh wondered why Owen was looking at her, as if he wanted to eat her alive. It wasn’t until she felt the draft against her upper torso, that she knew what had caused that reaction from Owen.

She flushed, and quickly brought the covers up to cover her chest. Owen whined playfully “Hey, I was enjoying the view. Why did you have to go and do that?” Tosh reached out, and playfully slapped him on the chest.

Tosh chuckled weakly, before saying “Honestly Owen, it is not like you’ve never seen a naked woman before. You’re a Doctor, and of course with your past sexual experience, it is hardly surprising.”

Owen chuckled “True. But up until last night, I never had the pleasure of the view of a certain computer genius’s naked form.” Tosh chuckled, as she flushed, and said, “You never stop do you, Owen.”

Tosh sobered and cleared her throat, before asking “So, I presume you don’t regret what happened last night then?” Owen frowned and asked “Why would I regret it? And of course, do you honestly think I’d still be sitting here in bed with you, if I actually did?”
Tosh flushed, and lowered her gaze to her hands, that rested in her lap. She replied “Because I’m not your usual type. I’m not blond, or have big breasts. And I don’t have Gwen’s confidence.”

Owen laughed harshly, and fell back against the pillows. He said, “Geez, I, along with Mary really went and did one hell of a number on you, didn’t we?” Tosh frowned, as she asked “What do you mean?”

Owen turned to face her, and said, “I’ve been a bastard towards you Tosh. I never realised what I wanted or was missing out on, not until Tommy came through the rift, and opened my eyes.”

He added “Before that, there was Mary, who unfortunately used you to get into Torchwood. The fact I and Gwen weren’t being as discreet as we should have been, especially around you, that didn’t help.”

He added “It’s no wonder you’ve got a low opinion of yourself. Your confidence and hopes kept getting trampled on by me mainly, especially when I’d been shagging some stranger the previous night, and would come in the next morning bragging about it.”

He went on “You should have never had to hear such things. I’m sorry you did.” He concluded “I’m not saying I’m head of heels in love with you, and want to marry you, and you have my children. But I wouldn’t say no to the possibility of seeing where whatever is between us goes.”

She smiled at him, and said, “I take it, that I can still expect to find you flirting with anything in a skirt, that has a pulse? You are after all the king of flirts, and it is in your nature.”

Owen chuckled, and replied “Why of course. But just because I flirt with them, it doesn’t mean I’m gonna end up shagging them, Tosh.” He added “I’ll make a deal with you. As long as I can flirt and still look, you have my word I won’t touch.”

Tosh nodded, and replied “That’s reasonable enough, I agree, you’ve got yourself a deal.” She asked “Are we keeping this under wraps at work, or do we have any intentions of telling the others? Just so I know where I stand, and how discreet I’m going to have to be.”

Owen shook his head and replied “Of course not. I’m not a shamed of you, Tosh. Just in case that was what you were thinking. I could do a sight worse then you Tosh. In fact I’ve shagged a sight worse then you.”

He added “You’re decent and respectable, and surely far too good for me. But the fact of the matter is, that you always saw something in me, something the others didn’t or couldn’t.”

Tosh looked down at her watch, and said, “We’ve got an hour and a half, before we have to be at work. Do you mind if I use you shower?” Owen shook his head, and said, “No. Go right a head.” He added, asking “Could you use some company. I’m sure it gets really lonely showering alone?”

Tosh chuckled knowingly. She replied “That all depends.” Owen raised an eyebrow, and asked coyly “Upon what?” She replied “On what you have planned once inside of the shower.”

Owen grinned, and replied “Oh, I assure you, I have every intention of exploring thoroughly.” She smirked and said, “As long as you wash my back, you’ve got yourself a deal.

Owen’s grin widened even further. He replied “Of course. I’ll wash more then your back.” He then made a grab for her, but she bolted out of the bed, before he could get a grip on her.

She laughed out loud, and ran towards the bathroom. She called out over her shoulder “Sure you’ll wash more then my back, but first you’ve got to catch me.” Owen grinned wolfishly, and bolted right after her, as he called back, “Naturally, you can bet on it.”

Both ran to the bathroom, and were as naked as the day they were born. Tosh got there first. She let out a small squeal, as
Owen caught her in his arms. He turned her around, and kissed her hungrily.