}Characters{ Owen & Gwen
}Location{ Railway Arms, Circadia
}Time{ Somepoint after he's found himself there.
}Summary{ A sentence or two about what happens in the log.
}Rating{ Owen's swearing probably.
}Status{ In progress
Finding out Tosh was dead pretty much screwed up what little joy he had from finding himself somewhat alive again. Albeit in a charmingly fucked up way that he seemed to find. He could do what he had before he'd taken the bullet from that mad scientist. She'd been the one he's last spoken to, he'd known something was wrong. He put his hands in his pockets and was then even more determined to find the pub Gwen had said she'd meet him at. More importantly there was Gwen. He wouldn't out and out admit it but he would miss them all. Yes, including the sodding teaboy. But Gwen there to talk to and slightly more importantly then drink with was a damn good thing.
Eventually he found the pub, wasn't as hard to find as he'd thought it would be. On a subconscious level maybe he'd wanted to take longer to find it. Even if he wanted to see Gwen he still needed time to accept what had happened to Tosh. One pint probably was only going to be the beginning for him.