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Well, well, well… isn’t it so nice to see Torchwood being one happy little family. Weddings and fiancés and sisters are all coming out of the woodwork, aren’t they?

Oh yes, I noticed that little Letitia, little Tish is here. She was such a good little maid. Such good help.

I hope you’re all happy together, Torchwood. You know it won’t last for long.

Now, where did I leave my Fruit Pastels?

Oh my god, I'm getting married!

Well, Tosh, I'm still alive. So that answers that.

In the interest of full disclosure I feel the need to tell you all something important.

I died. Got shot in the chest by a psychotic doctor that almost killed Martha, I was a prat and then I died.

Then I was here.

That’s about it.

So can we go back to doing our jobs now?

I knew this would happen but that doesn’t make it any more pleasant. Cardiff is a lot nicer than New York City.

There’s so much power in these buildings, it makes my head tingle.

Captain, remember, you still owe me a favour.

How the bloody hell did I end up here? One minute I was getting on the tube to go to a job interview for a new PR job and the next I’m here in New York. An apartment building in New York. It’s insane and mad and how did I get here?!

Christ, I hope I know someone here or mum’s going to blow her top when I call to say that I’m in a different country!

Dydd Gwyl Dewi Dedwydd, Ianto.

You know, creepy preacher guy...next time you want to kill someone, you should probably pick someone who can actually die.

Ianto's being released from the hospital today if someone can come down to fill out paperwork and take him home.

Edit: Nevermind, Ianto's coming home with me.

I’m not even going to fucking ask how I ended up in New York City of all places.

No. Wait. I am going to ask.

How the fuck did I end up in New York City?!

I have come to the conclusion that painkillers are wonderful.

Yn anhyfreg bendigaid.

Oh Captain, my Captain, and you band of little friends. There is something for you on my doorstep. Try not to make a noise when you’re picking it up, me and the missus are trying to watch TV.

Is this some sort of sick joke? Somebody better start talking.

I'm going to go get Ianto back.

As for the rest of you, I suggest sticking together before he starts picking us off one by one.

And then, I'm gonna kill him and his stupid blond wife.

Valentine's is such a lovely little holiday.

We should do something, Harry. If you're done playing by then.

What- no 'Welcome Home' party?

I've gotta admit: now I'm a little depressed.

Well now...isn't this a quaint little place.