*Cue the music* I know, I've been a terrible author, but a very busy student. However, I was checking my diary and I realised that it is actually one year today that I wrote the chapter in which Lowri was born. So today is her first birthday! And I really couldn't miss that now, could I? Gratuitous apologies to the faithful readers who put up with the crap I've been giving you and the ones who are a bit late to the party, but who let me know that people still want to read this!

Have a small scene that I quickly scribbled!:

"Okay! I've bought streamers, balloons, hats and those little things that you blow on that make noise, I forget what they're called…"

"Gwen-"

"Is that not enough, because I can do a second run if someone wants to come and help?" Gwen dumped her heavy load of shopping bags on Owen's desk and began pulling out brightly coloured party-favours. "Oh, cake! We need a cake as well," she exclaimed and dug into her jean pocket for her phone. "I'll get Rhys to pick one up from the Tesco's."

Owen took a deep breath, "Gwen, it's a baby."

Gwen didn't look up from dialling Rhys's number. "Well everyone likes cake, Owen!"

"She's got like three teeth! And I think Jack and tea-boy will appreciate you not trying to rot them before she can talk. And this," Owen snatched a party blower out of Gwen's hand, "is a choking hazard."

Gwen took the blower back and smiled, "Come on, Owen. Didn't you ever have a birthday party when you were a kid?"

Owen rolled his eyes and tried to rescue the DNA samples he'd been examining when Gwen's shopping had landed on them. "It's not like she'll be able to remember any of it anyway!"

Gwen heaved her shopping back into her arms. "Good, then at least she won't remember the horrible face you had on you!" Gwen blew her party blower into Owen's face. "Come on Tosh!" She called.

Tosh stuck her head from around her monitor, "What are we doing?" She asked, pulling out her headphones from her ears.

"You're helping me decorate the hub for Lowri's birthday party!" Gwen beamed cheerily.

"Tosh, don't you dare!" Owen fixed Gwen with a steely look.

Tosh faltered, "Well actually I'm just trying to-"

"Oh, you can do that later!" Gwen squinted briefly at the screen before plonking a wad of banners into Tosh's lap. "Come on, it'll be fun!" Gwen linked her arm around Tosh's and pulled her up from her chair. Tosh had to quickly untangle herself from her wires and grab the banners before they fell on the floor. She shot Owen an apologetic look.

Owen scoffed, "traitor!" and turned back to his work trying to fight off the impending migraine which was looming.