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[king_of_flirts]

}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

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[alien_catcher]

Gwen was getting sick of the dark. She huddled as she walked quickly towards the Railway Arms, clutching her dark jacket around her and wondering how long it was until morning in the real world. Moreso, she wondered if she and Owen got ridiculously pissed here in Dreamland, if she would wake up with a bloody hangover.

Owen. She paused outside the Railway Arms, straightening her back and taking a deep breath of the temperate city air. This mad city where doors changed about, people broke out into song, the dead lived, and the daylight never shone. She forced herself through the doors of the pub, eager to see what waited for her within its walls.

And there he was. She spotted Owen across the room. She wasn't sure if he saw her... but God, it was Owen. Owen, all whole and complete and so, so alive.

She fought the tears long enough to bolt across the room and wrap him in her arms, breathing him in with each sob that wracked her body.

[king_of_flirts]

Owen turned around as soon as he was being held by Gwen, couldn't have been anyone else. No one he doubted would be that eager to hug him then. He held her tight to him, listening to her crying.

"Hey." He spoke softly. "Tt's alright." He may have been lying slightly but he was for the most actually okay, better seeing her. He rested his head against hers, trying not to cry himself. Though he would later deny that he was ever going to. "I'm here." He didn't want to let her go when she was like that, it acutally upset him. Because sometimes Owen Harper wasn't the bastard he seemed to be.

[alien_catcher]

Gwen listened to Owen's voice, calming and gentle, and it bothered her she had begun to forget what he sounded like, what it felt like when he held her.

She sniffed and forced herself to pull away from him, wiping away the tears from her cheeks and trying, steadily, to regain her composure.

"I'm getting tired of you dying on me, you twat," she choked out, swatting him on the arm. She sighed. "It's been really hard, losing you and Tosh. For everyone."

[king_of_flirts]

"Oi!" He rubbed his arm and shook his head. "Nice way of treating me after..." He gave up with that sentence and made to grab her again to give her another hug. Just checking she was there of couse.

"Got tired of saving you." He started laughing, it was the only reaction he could do then. "I think we deserve a drink don't you?"