A Rubik's CuBe twisted expertly in Chloe's hands. "That's amazing," spoke Ianto watching the colours forming together.

"What solving a Rubik's Cube?" Owen jabbed at Ianto. "I know loads of people who can do that."

"Yes but do you know any who can do it with their eyes closed," Ianto noted. Owen paused for a second. "A few."

"Done," spoke the girl handing the cube back to Ianto and grinning ear to ear. He took the cube and walked to where Owen was currently working at his desk. "But did any of them solve one of these babies," Ianto said placing the cube on his desk. Owen peered at the cube. It was larger then the ones that where frequently seen on the shops. "That's a 5x5x5," Ianto spoke.

"Alright Baby Einstein…" spoke Owen standing up and walking over to where Chloe was sat with her feet resting on the desk, her hands knitted together with a satisfied smile on her face. "…try this," he said placing a simple 3x3x3 cube on the table. Chloe frowned at first, not saying a word, before she lifted the object off the table. She turned it in her hands slowly. Before she even began twisting the pieces around she placed it back on the table and sighed. "Owen. Don't insult me," she said. Owen smirked.

"What's the matter too hard for you?" he grinned.

"No, but we both know that you've taken it apart and put it back together in an unsolvable way," she grinned. Owen smirked again before he headed out of the office with his dodgy cube. Jack came in just as the man was leaving.

"Feet!" he spoke not looking up from the wad of paper in his hands. Chloe sighed and took her feet off the desk. At this moment Jack lifted his eyesight. "And out of my chair," he added. Chloe grinned before she stood up and wondered around the other side of the table. She sat in the other chair before holding her hands on the table and resting her chin upon them. "What's happening dude?" she asked.

"The usual," Jack spoke. "Lots of sighting of various creatures, problem is most are from crazy weird people," Jack noted as he sat down in his chair still studying the paper.

"And most are them are still probably true," Chloe added. "This is Cardiff."

"I know," he spoke. Jack sighed before he placed the paper down on the table. Placing his palms together he rested his elbows on the table and smiled at the small girl. "And how is young Chloe on this fine day."

"B - O - R - E - D," she spelt out. "With an exclamation mark," she added. "Ianto tried his best to entertain me with a Rubik's Cube."

"Ah!"

"Exactly," she replied.

"You ever been flying?" Jack asked curiously. Chloe raised an eyebrow. "You know proper flying. Not TARDIS…" he paused for a moment suddenly realising what he had said. Chloe's gaze dropped. "Sorry," he spoke.

"No, don't worry. I don't want to stop forgetting remember," she grinned. "So, flying?" she grinned.

Jack, being Jack had managed to sort out a craft for the afternoons excursion. "It's not exactly going to be that exciting compared to battling Dalek's and what not but hey," he spoke grinning.

"Since when can you fly an aeroplane?" Chloe inquired as the pair got out of the SUV in a large open field.

"Air force remember," he spoke.

"Yeah, but…"

"No butts young lady. Unless they're from sexy gentleman," Jack wiggled an eyebrow. "Sorry," he grinned as he saw Chloe's face in reaction. "Just trust me. I wouldn't do anything that would hurt you," he spoke. "I made a deal." the pair towards a small craft twenty meters away. A young man wrapped in a black jacket stood waiting by it. "Now that's what I'm talking about," Jack beamed as he got nearer.

"Jack!" Chloe wined.

"Sorry." The pair approached the young man who smiled at the two.

"Nice day for flying," he beamed.

"Yes indeed," Jack said taking the relevant items off the man. Without another word the man turned away and headed towards a large building.

"Security's tight," Chloe joked.

"Well, when you're me, you can pretty much ask for anything and get no questions asked."

He pulled open the door of the aeroplane for Chloe to hop in. There was only just enough space for the pair to board. "Tight fit," Chloe spoke. Jack bit his lip deciding his next comment would have been highly inappropriate. He began expertly tapping the instruments as Chloe clipped herself in.

"What does this button…" she reached out in a joking manner.

"Don't you dare young lady," Jack scolded as he adjusted one of the instruments. A few minutes later Jack was ready to go.

"Let's hit the skies," he spoke. He radio'd in asking for clearance before turning the craft towards the long stretch of tarmac. The plane bumped and rocked over the ground. "Here we go," he spoke lining up and pushing the accelerator down. The plane began to pick up spread. Chloe felt both her hearts beats begin to quicken in pace. Slowly they began lifting into the sky over the field, and the next, the features of the landscape growing smaller. "Pretty neat huh?" Jack grinned. Chloe starred out of the window watching the land pass by them.

"It's no TARDIS," she smiled back at Jack. "But it is pretty neat."

The pair glided through the sky for some time. "Does it still hurt?" Jack spoke.

"Hmm?" Chloe asked turning her attention to him. She starred into his eyes. "Sometimes. Not as much now. Sometimes I have a memory of him and I laugh," she added. "But sometimes it still hurts."

Jack turned back to watch the horizon. "We better be heading back soon."

"Thanks Jack," Chloe randomly said.

"For what?"

"This…everything," she added. The plane began to turn more sharply as Jack began homing in on the airport. Just then the radio crackled sharply. "Craft 398 we have an urgent message for you. We're patching it through now." The unknown voice disappeared in a crackle. Jack frowned as he looked at the instruments before his gaze shifted to Chloe. She shrugged back at him. "Jack!" boomed Owen's voice. "Jack, can you stop your jolly little flight and get here now, we've got a murderous alien on the loose in the City centre."

"We'll be down in 5 minutes"

"Kind of need you now," Owen spoke.

"And we're kind of 2000ft up," Jack bit back.

"Just hurry up," the radio cut out.

Jack turned the plane on one for bank before dropping the speed of the engines. The plane began heading closer towards the runway and within minutes they where grounded and racing for the car.

The SUV screeched around a corner and came to a quick hult. Jack bundled out of the car. "Stay here," he shouted back at Chloe who had already unclipping herself.

Chloe looked up annoyed. "What?" Jack halted, almost hopping from one foot to another, anxious to get to the rest of his team.

"Stay here, it could be anything. You could get hurt," she shouted before he began running again.

"No," Chloe said pushing the door open and pursuing Jack. Jack ground to a holt again. "Get back in the car," he spoke as the girl began dashing past him. "Arghh, Chloe," he said as he began running again. "I haven't got time for this," he said as he pursued the girl. He grabbed at her shoulder as she rounded another corner. "Chloe…" he stopped and starred at the scene in front of him.

"Jack," Gwen shouted from down the road. She was perched behind a mail box her gun pointed straight at the creature between him and her. Jack saw the other figures of his team, all hiding behind what they could. "Watch out," shouted Owen as the creature raised a razor sharp clawed hand. He dodged the 7ft creature, diving for the floor. "Chloe," Jack shouted as he watched the creature turn for her. Chloe stood stock still before ducking at the last second. The creature missed by inches. The girl hit the floor and rolled a few times on her side in a bid to escape. The creature grabbed at her shirt before pulling her clean away from the floor. She dangled a few feet off the ground. A bang sent off. "Don't fire," Jack ordered. "You might hit her," he almost screamed. He creature lifted it's other clawed hand once more. Chloe wiggled widely in a terrified panic before covering her arms over her face. Jack dived onto the back of the alien trust a large boot into it's side. Instinctively the creature let go of Chloe causing her to fall heavily to the ground in a heap. Jack had a brief second to realise the girl didn't move and feared for her. Before he had much more time to think the creature swung it's weight in one direction making Jack had to cling on desperately. "Now, shoot, now," he spoke. Owen nodded at Gwen before they both let off a clip of bullets each. The creature screamed in pain before it fell to the ground along with Jack. Owen and Gwen rushed forward in a swarm. "Ianto I need a vehicle here asap," Owen shouted down his radio. He kept his gun poised on the creature making a judgement whether it was dead or not before he dropped to the floor and pressed a hand to Chloe's neck. "She's alive," he spoke. Gwen headed to the still Jack.

"Jack?" she starred at the bullet hole through his coat, a large bloody patch had spread around it. "Jack!" she spoke panicked. The man let out a sharp gasp and grabbed at Gwen. He took a few more breaths before he stood on uneasy legs. He stumbled towards Chloe.

"She's gonna be fine Jack," Owen spoke. Jack nodded before he allowed his legs to give way. He sat next to the girl for a moment as police sirens began to echo around the street. "We've gotta go," Owen spoke. "Where's Ianto?" Another car screeched around the corner and parked up next to the gang. The drivers door popped open revealing Ianto, his jacket missing and very panicked. "Quick get them in the car," Owen spoke lifting the limp girl off the ground and into the back seat of the car. Gwen and Ianto began helping Jack into the car. "I'm fine," he spoke.

"I'm pretty sure you almost died," Gwen spoke.

"I'm pretty sure I did," Jack replied with a grin.

Somewhere far away a man lifted his head from the task he was doing. A sudden feeling spread through him making his senses go wild. "No," he spoke, "it couldn't be." he shook his head trying to clear his mind. But as he continued working the sense grew stronger and stronger. "No," he shouted and threw down his device. He bounded on the floor before landing in a holt. He sat rubbing his head. "No, no, no," he shouted again before standing bolt up right. "It can't be!" he argued with himself before walking towards some controls. He stood fighting with his feelings for a moment. Would he dare allow himself to get whisked away in this feeling. Would he allow himself to believe that his one dream might actually be true. He didn't want to feel the pain again when he would inevitably realise that these feelings where just that. And yet his hands began to move over the controls and he allowed himself that one last chance.

Back in the hub Chloe began to come around slowly. She groaned at the bright lights. Jack stood arms folded, next to her patiently wafting.

"Urghh," she groaned again before trying to sit up

"Chloe," Jack spoke. "I could kill you sometimes," he said taking the girl in his arms. Chloe felt slightly startled, unsure of why she was there.

"What…happened?" she began before the memorise streamed back into her head. "Oh!" she spoke before rubbing her head and groaning loudly again. She allowed her head to sink back onto the bed. Jack sat by her side holding her hand. "Hey what's this," he said watching as something slipped from her wrist. He picked up the silver bracelet looking thing and turned it in his hands. The thing had broken on one side and slipped off. He peered at the flashing lights within. "Did your Dad give you this" he asked turning it. "I could probably fix it," he said realising it would be very sentimental.

"I…" began Chloe rubbing her head. "I don't know," she began. Her head felt all mixed up from being knocked out. "I think so…" she starred at the object knowing that she had been wearing it for a long time. It had always been there, she'd never questioned it. She rubbed at her wrist where it had been. She felt strangely naked without it. "Do you think you could fix it?" she asked hopefully.

"I'll take a look now. Are you alright to walk?" he asked. Chloe turned herself slowly and tested her legs on the floor. Jack took an arm supporting her.

"I'll be fine," she spoke taking a few tentative steps. The pair headed to his office. Gwen and Tosh' smiled as Chloe walked passed.

"Good to see the patients up," Owen spoke before flashing a bright light in Chloe's eyes in a very doctorish manor.

"I'm fine Owen!"

"And I'm a doctor so I get to say when you're fine," he spoke. "Now how's the head?"

"I dunno, funny feeling. Bit fuzzy and I have this weird…feeling."

"Can you elaborate more on 'weird feeling' please."

"I dunno…just weird. It's kind of familiar but not. It's like I know the feeling but haven't felt it for ages. And I don't know why," she spoke.

"Probably just going crazy from the bump on the head," Owen joked.

"Thanks!"

"I'm taking her to my office with me. I'll keep an eye on her," Jack spoke still helping her. He guided her to her unusual chair before heading around to his. He placed the small object on the table and reached for a few pieces of equipment. He began to fiddle with the hinge, tightening it.

"I think that should do it," he spoke. "Here," he said holding the bracelet out. "Hold out your wrist," he spoke. She watched as he clipped it on her wrist and suddenly the weird feeling was gone. And just like that a sense of loss rushed through her."

Far away the man looked up, he paused for a second and then hung his head. It was gone.

"Thanks Jack," she spoke.

"Are you alright?" he asked worried.

"I think it's just this bang to the head business," she spoke.

"If you want to rest, sleep on the couch over there,. I want to keep an eye on you."

"Alright mother hen," she spoke lifting herself from the chair. Jack began to stand ready to assist the girl. "Jack, I'm - FINE!" she said as she hobbled over to the couch. She rolled onto her side and closed her side. A moment later she heard Jack shuffle about and then footsteps. She was too tired to open her eyes but she sensed him nearing. Then she felt the comforting worth of a blanket being placed on her and a small kiss on her head. "You are such a mother," she spoke without opening her eyes. "Get some sleep!" he spoke back.

The man opened a door and walked out into the cold air. It had been a long time since he had been here. He peered out across the water. He wondered why he had continued his journey here. He realised the feeling had just been a feeling. It was his mind trying to make up some way for her still to be here. Still be alive. He felt like she had died again when that feeling had gone and scolded himself for every wishing she was still alive. And yet despite all that, here he was. He had continued his journey to where that feeling had told him. Despite the fact the feeling was gone, he was still stood here. He wondered why he was hurting himself like this. He leaned against the railings and lost himself in his thoughts as the day wondered past.

Chloe screamed and thrashed. Jack jumped from his seat towards the child. She began screaming wildly. Jack grabbed at the girl trying to hold her. "Chloe, it's me. It's Jack. Chloe you're dreaming."

Chloe's eyes flashed open in terror. "Jack, Jack, get it off me," she screamed.

"What!" Jack spoke. He grabbed at the blanket wondering if it was that. She continued crying and screaming. "Chloe what's the matter?" he asked very worried. Unconsciously she grabbed at her wrist pulling and tugging at the silver bracelet. Something deep inside of her willing the thing away. Jack noticed her struggle. "Hold on," he said grabbing at her wrist. "You'll hurt yourself." he fumbled with the hinge before it fell from her wrist. The girl stopped screaming and thrashing. She sat bolt upright, still and silent. "Chloe are you okay?" he asked. She stood slowly before she began running. She ran out of the office leaving a startled Jack behind. "Chloe!" he cried after her. He began running after her. Through the hub she went and onto the platform that lifted up and away into the sky. Jack missed her by seconds. "Chloe!" he shouted up after her. "Grr," he spoke unsure of what to do. He began running towards the second, longer, exit as the other members of the team watched startled. "What's going on?" Ianto asked.

"I don't know, she's acting…weird," he spoke.

Chloe began rising up out into the open. She stepped down onto the street her eyes gazing forward. She began running again, running so very hard. Across the plaza she went towards the edge where the water was. She had been there so many times. And then she stopped a short distance from the railings. The figure facing away from her. She starred at it, unable to believe and yet knowing this was reality. The took in his shape, the way he stood, everything about him. A sudden sense of fear washed through her. Scared that it wasn't him. Someone who just looked like him. Tears began rolling down her face. She couldn't move from her spot, to scared that she would just be heart broken when the wrong face turned around. Then the figures head lifted. He stood bolt up. She watched as his breath quickened in the way hers was. His shoulders rising and falling with his quickened breathing. His figure was frozen and scared. It was all to much for Chloe. Could it really be that this feeling was true. Was that feeling that she hadn't understood earlier really mean what she thought it meant. Her whole body began to shake and every last prayer said. Then almost inaudible. As quietly as a mouse, with shaking lips she spoke the smallest word.

"Dad?"

She watched the body absorb the words. He didn't move. Chloe felt a sudden chill in her body, the fear that he wasn't. And then he turned. The man with a tear stained cheek and eyes filled with the same hope the same fear. The man who had felt the same feeling and thought the same things. The man who thought that single word was just a whisper on the air. And there eyes met, and there hearts thundered away like never before.

"Chloe," the Doctor spoke as he rushed towards his daughter. Chloe began racing towards her father, the distance between them seemed so long. And as his arms wrapped around her she felt the world slip away. She felt her fears and her worries and her morning lost in his arms. She felt the Doctors arm holding her so tightly as she sobbed into his brown jacket. The Doctor pulled her back, his hands framing her face. "It's you, it's really you. You're alive," he spoke pulling her back into him. He lifted her into his arms, a hand resting on the back of her neck as she held her father like she was never going to let go again. Chloe felt uplifted inside as she allowed the tears to roll down her face. She felt empty and full and so tired and live. "Chloe you're alive," the Doctor laughed as he swung her around in such joy. "YOU'RE ALIVE!" he spoke almost dancing. He didn't care why, or how, he just cared that she was. And Chloe felt the same. It didn't matter for that moment. They where just there, together and both very much, alive!

To be CONTINUED…

AN: Thanks to all my readers who still read and love these stories. Sorry I don't update as much. I don't get nearly as much time as I use to but I will try and keep adding stories. The second one to this should be along shortly and then patching up all the other bits and pieces. This is not the end of the Torchwood stories. I might add in some that precede this story. I just felt like people would like to here this one. Thanks for all the messages and reviews they really are appreciated.