A/N: Sorry I am really bad at updating this thing. Check my bio for updates on when I'll update. Thank you all for being so patient. I do not own Doctor Who or Torchwood.

As Jenny crossed the threshold of the room, the tears began to flow even faster from her eyes and all she could do was attempt to wipe them away. You'd think that having a funeral for Darren would have provided closure for her, but instead, it blew her guilt wide open. She knew deep down that there was nothing she could have done to prevent him from dying, but still the guilt was there, haunting her, making her feel like it was all her fault, like she was the one to shoot the gun.

Jack came in a short while later, wiping the dirt off his hands as he did so. He saw that Jenny was perched on the edge of the couch hunched over, her shoulders were shaking. Jack immediately went over to her. Placing himself gingerly on the couch, Jack wrapped his arms around Jenny and pulled her into his chest, placing his head atop of hers. Jack and Jenny just sat there, letting the silence speak for itself. For Jenny, it comforted her and told her that it wasn't her fault that Darren had died. For Jack, it told him to allow his emotions to show, let him feel the pain and not bottle it up inside himself.

Jack knew that he had to do something to better comfort Jenny. For some reason, she thought that Darren's death was her fault. There was no way in hell that that was even possible.

"Jenny." Jack murmured into her hair.

"Hmm." Jenny responded through her tears.

"It wasn't your fault that Darren died. There was nothing you could have done. There was no chance in changing it. There was nothing anyone could have done, let alone a young Time Lady such as yourself."

"No." Jenny sobbed. "It was all my fault. I could have run faster. Who knows how fast he could have run. I was probably slowing him down. I could have put more effort in and run faster. I could have-"

"Jenny. There was nothing you could have ever done to prevent it from happening." Jack said tightening his grip around her. Jenny didn't respond, she just continued to sob into Jack's chest. "It's okay, Jenny. It's going to be okay."

A long while later, when Jenny had shed all her tears, Jack got up to make them both some tea. What better way to comfort someone then to make them a tea? A short while afterwards, Jack returned with two steaming cups of tea. He held out his left hand, offering her the cup. She took it with a thankfully shy smile that made Jack's heart melt.

It was amazing how easily she could do things like that to him. All she had to do was smile or raise an eyebrow and his heart would melt into a puddle. She was just so beautiful. He hadn't been in love like this for a long time. Sure there had been others, Ianto the most recent, but it had been years since his passing and Jack had come to terms with his death. It was time for him to move on. Sure there were one night stands, but those only fixed his sex drive, not the gaping hole in his heart. Jenny was different though, he didn't just want to have sex with her, he wanted to lie next to her in bed and talk about everything in the universes. He wanted her to know his deepest secrets and to know hers in return. He wanted the Doctor to find them and get mad at Jack for dating his daughter. He wanted to have adventures all throughout time and space with her and it was time to tell her this.

Jack took a deep breath and started, "Jenny, there's something I need to say to you." Jenny looked at him with a puzzled expression, but still nodded. "Jenny, I want to be more than friends." He held up a hand to silence her so that he could finish. "I want to be close to you, even more than we are now. I want us to cuddle more and kiss and for your dad to find us and get mad at me. I want you to know my darkest secrets and to not think me a horrible person because of them. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you Jenny. Will you be my girlfriend?"

A/N: ahahahaha I am evil.