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Sacrificing My Love For You

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Seven

AN: Warning this chapter mentions suicide, slitting wrists, overdosing on pills and alcohol.


Sacrificing My Love For You


It had been six months since Owen had his life returned to him. He would go out every night, sleeping with at least eight different women a week, and sometimes with more then one in a night.

Tosh had taken to drinking herself into a stupor, until she was far too numb to feel or see anything. She practically prayed for the nights when Owen couldn’t go out on the prowl. She prayed for something to fall through the rift, or for some alien threat, anything to keep her and Owen in work.

Sometimes she wished she could die. If only she could. But that was not possible. She had tried, by downing a full bottle of vodka with a full bottle of strong sleeping pills. She had even tried to slit her own wrists.

Luckily she had discovered she could block the link between her and Owen, but only briefly, so that he didn’t end up sustaining her self inflicted injuries.

Owen had noticed the atmosphere in the hub had become stifling. Tosh was avoiding him more often then not. She only ever spoke to him when work required her to.

He was worried about her. She looked constantly tiered and withdrawn. She had heavy black circles under her eyes. She had withdrawn into herself. She only spoke when spoken to. It was as if her desk and the computer monitor was a wall, a wall set up between the two of them.

Owen hated that she avoided him. He never realised how much it would hurt not having Tosh to talk to, like they had after he had died. She had been there for him, and comforted him when he had needed it. It was time he returned the favour.

He corned her in the hub, when it was just him and her. Jack, Gwen and Ianto were out dealing with the latest attack from their current alien threat.

He and Tosh were left behind, because she was monitoring their progress on her computer, as they broke into the local hospital. He was dealing with the body of the previous victim, doing an autopsy on the mutilated corpse.

“Talk to me Tosh. You can’t escape this time, or avoid me. It’s just you and me here in the hub, the others are out. You and I are going to have a chat.”

Tosh shook her head and replied “About what. I don’t think there is anything we need to talk about, what so ever. What could you want to possibly talk about, Owen?”

Owen crossed his arms over his chest, and narrowed his eyes, as he asked “How about why you’ve been avoiding me, as if I have the plague? How about the fact of late you look constantly tiered and withdrawn. Explain that to me.”

She shook her head and said, “It’s nothing, Owen. I’m just tiered a lot lately. I’m still coming to terms with the fact I’ve died four times within the last six months. It will pass, hopefully it will soon get to the point, where I’m not as fazed by dying and coming back to life.”

Owen sighed and replied “That’s not something I’m certain either you or I are going to get used to anytime soon. I don’t know how Jack does it.”

He added “I can’t stand it, Tosh. I can’t stand watching you die, and then having to come back, especially when I know it is my fault that you’re in this position.”

Tosh shook her head “I decided to do this; no one forced me into anything. I wanted to give you back your life, regardless of the consequences to me. You deserve to live a full life, Owen. I wanted you to have that, no matter what.”

Owen looked pained, as he eyed her. He could not believe the love and devotion this woman held for him. And she never asked for his love in return. She never presumed anything, nor asked for anything back in return.

He said “I’m afraid, afraid to go out during work, in case I end up hurt, and you have to endure those injuries. I hate the fact, that every time I’m injured or killed, you ended up the same.”

Tosh replied “You’ve endured the same thing, all four times that I’ve been injured or ended up dead. I’d say we’re even.” Owen shook his head and sighed in frustration.
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