As I'm writing this, I'm watching my husband sleep. It's funny saying that. My husband. I find it hard to sleep, because today... today I lost two of my best friends.
Toshiko Sato and Owen Harper. I loved you. Both of you. So much. I'm not sure how we'll survive without you, but somehow we will. Somehow we'll go on, because Torchwood always goes on. All of the things you've done for me, all of the times you've helped me out, all of.. I'll miss you.
This is all Gray's fault. Jack's brother, Gray. He had childhood issues, and was intent on ruining Jack's life from the inside outwards. He forced John Hart to blow up parts of Cardiff, putting the entire city into a state of panic. Rhys was brilliant throughout it all.
We're having a funeral for Toshiko on Friday. Martha's coming to Cardiff, her parents are flying over. It was all Jack's idea, and it's a brilliant one.
She was our friend, our collegue, our saviour so many times.
I'll miss them both.. and we'll never forget them.
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