Guiding Captain Jack Harkness

Guiding Captain Jack Harkness


As soon as Satine and Christian had left, Owen and Tosh remained seated around table drinking wine. Tosh couldn’t bring herself to meet Owen’s gaze. She quietly asked, knowing somehow, that with his newly enhanced hearing, that he would be able to hear her perfectly well, even if he had been on the other side of the enormous temple.

“Owen, what is going to happen to us? Our lives aren’t ever going to be the same, are they?” Owen sighed wearily and replied “No Tosh, they aren’t. What happens next is going to alter our lives drastically.”

Tosh asked “I wonder how Jack is going to take all of this. You know how independent he can be?” Owen snorted, and commented “He hasn’t got much choice. He’s got about as much as we bloody do.”

Tosh drained the last of her wine, before standing. She said, “We might as well get back to our room. We’ve got that wedding ceremony to attend in less then two hours. And I can’t see anyway of avoiding it either.”

Owen sighed, before draining the last of his own wine. He then stood and joined her, as they walked off of the balcony and out of the room. He commented jokingly “So, did you ever imagination that you’d ever become Mrs. Harper?”

Tosh asked “Honestly?” Owen nodded and said, “Yeah, it kind of goes a long way actually.” Tosh shook her head and said, “Then the answer has to be no. I would have never refused if you had ever asked me.”

She added smirking “But the likely hood of that happening of your own accord, it was as likely as Jack not flirting with everything that moved, or even managing to stay dead.”

She continued “Plus, after Katie was killed by that alien and Jack first recruited you, you were a mess Owen. I probably rated as low as zero on your priority scale. That of course was when you weren’t servicing the whole population of females in Cardiff, excluding those over the age of forty.”

She concluded “Then you noticed me, agreed to one date, no strings attached. But then you went and got shot, and ended up dead. Jack brought you back. I then probably rated about two or three on the priority scale.”

She turned to face Owen, as they continued to walk along. She almost staggered, when she was hit with a burst of Owen’s emotions. She felt his hurt, followed by guilt, and lastly accompanied by anger. Although she knew that anger was directed at himself, and not her. She could sense it.

Owen took hold of her shoulders in his hands, as they stopped at the door to their room. He looked at her guiltily, as he said, “I meant everything I said when I had been trapped in that containment chamber.”

He added “It hadn’t just been my fear and resignation talking. I truly am sorry I never noticed you sooner. That it took me dying, then the fact of knowing I’d never see you again, as I watched myself decomposing in that chamber, to really realise your true worth, Tosh.”

He shook his head, and reached up with his left hand, to ideally twirl a lock of her straight raven hair around his index finger. She eyed him questioningly, wondering where he was going with the current conversation.

He slowly leaned forwards and gently brushed his lips against hers. He murmured against her slightly parted lips. “Even if I never fall in love with you, I’ll always have you by my side, not only as my best friend and companion, but also as my wife, and soon to be the mother of my children.”

He concluded “If I have to spend, what has the potential to end up being until the end of the universe and beyond, then I couldn’t think of anyone better. You’ll keep me on my toes Tosh, always keeping me second guessing. You, Tosh, and not Gwen or Martha, or any of those other women I have serviced in Cardiff.”

Owen recaptured her lips with his. He sighed, as he pulled her close up against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and laced her fingers through his hair. Tosh willingly opened her mouth underneath his, as he flicked his tongue against her lower lip, sucking gently. She whimpered, as he pulled her closer to him, and entwined his tongue with her own.

After another moment, he broke the kiss. He then proceeded to kiss his way up her neck, until he reached her jaw line. She tilted her neck to one side, giving him better access to her neck.

She whimpered as he happily suckled on her neck. Owen asked in a husky whisper, as buried his face against her neck “How long have we got before we have to be ready for the ceremony?” Tosh giggled, as his breath against her neck tickled. She pulled back from him, and told him “An hour and a half. We don’t have time for what you have in mind, trust me, I can sense and see what you have in mind.”

Owen chuckled at this, and affectionately squeezed her hips. He asked “So you’re refusing my advances then?” Tosh nodded, and said, “Yes I am, at least until after the ceremony. I’m sure you can wait a couple of more hours. I after all have waited years for you.”

Owen sighed, and replied “Fare enough, you’ve got me there. Fine, I’ll wait until after the ceremony. But then after that, I intend to fully explore you.” Tosh flushed as he said this. She flushed even brighter, as he added, displaying all of his teeth, as he grinned. “Although we have the rest our lives, god can you imagine the knowledge we’ll have of each others bodies in the up and coming years?”

Just as Owen thought Tosh might explode from all of the blushing she was doing, Satine and Christian came walking up to them. They were accompanied by another woman and man. Satine smiled at Tosh, and said, Toshiko, shall we get started on making you look even more beautiful then you already do?”

Christian added, turning to face Owen. “And you Owen, you are going to come with me and my brother, Stephen.” Owen followed them; taking note of the white robes both Christian and Satine had been carrying with them.

Owen visibly cringed, he thought, hoping Tosh would be able to hear him. ‘Oh Christ, now I’m being made to wear a white dress. Why don’t they just shove us both in wedding dresses while they’re at it?’

Tosh had to stifle a snort. Owen instantly knew she had picked up on his thoughts to her, when he felt her suppressed amusement down their new link. Owen mentally balked, as she sent him an image of him wearing a white wedding dress. Her laughter could be heard all the way down the link, as he followed Christian and his brother down the long finely carpeted corridor.