The last thing she remembered was cold. Cold and fear, mostly. But when she felt a warm breeze on her face, and opened her eyes and she realized where she was, Cardiff-Wales-Torchwood-HOME she took her first breath of air in what seemed like centuries and nearly passed out cold again. Memories flooded her mind in waves, ending in pain and death. But she wasn't dead. She was breathing, her heart was beating, and she.... was being carried. Her muscles seized, another reminder that she was alive. She nearly tumbled from the arms of the person supporting her, and, looking up, found a rather familiar face looking back. "You!!"