*squeezes you tight* This is fabulously good. The healing power of mundane memories - just wonderful. And: Rhys nods, because Rhys knows that some part of everything in his life will always belong to Torchwood, and Jack bites his lip as Martha puts the baby in his arms.

That's so.... true.

Also, I like Martha. She's - well, she's me, kind of. This is, I think, rather cool.