Dated September 20th, 2011:
Jane gives birth to her second child and bestows upon him a fond nickname that might give cause for trouble in later days.

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It was November 5th and that meant only one thing: a bonfire ( Read more... )

Dated September 8, 2011: Juliet is moving in to her new hut and Ianto offers to lend her a hand. As she's still coming to grips with the Island, the conversation ends up being a good deal more helpful than the manual labor.
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It's been weeks now since she's found out about her biological son and Gwen's still reeling. Investigating Kate Freelander's string of thefts helped to keep the worst of it at bay because she was busy but now, with nothing to do, her idle mind wanders to that little boy more often than Gwen likes. She doesn't feel any pull to be a parent. That's ( Read more... )

She hasn't been able to sleep straight through the night in months ( Read more... )

If there's one thing that's been a pleasant surprise about the damned island, it's that the drink is both available and, in the grander scheme of things, fairly acceptable ( Read more... )

Life without Joe was harder some days. It was strange, really, since it wasn't as if Logan had seen him every day while he'd been there- yet he missed him a little every day now that he wasn't. Some days were worse than others, and this morning had been hard. He'd found himself glaring at the man's guitar, and then sitting out on the front porch, ( Read more... )

Back in the day, Ianto had done his fair share of partying. More than, really. It had gone out of style when he moved back to Cardiff, all of his hours and his thoughts taken up worrying about Lisa, seeing that she was as comfortable as possible, doing what he could for her. Even after, for that brief time before he came to the island, things had ( Read more... )

The door of Dick Maynard's flat shuts firmly, solidly, irrevocably behind her. Tessa sighs, leans back against it, stares up at the ceiling; her hands are trembling, and she's aware in a very cold way that the feeling sweeping up from the pit of her stomach is halfway between fury and sheer bloody humiliation, and it's a few deep breaths before she ( Read more... )

The initiation of the new girl, it seemed, was to find something dead and roll around in it. Jack had brought Loki home from Daniel's now vacant hut and had given the dogs some time to get to know one another. However, the first chance they had to go run around had them coming home smelling like nothing Jack wanted near the hut. Loki was by far the ( Read more... )