Sazel and Ruth. The only remembrance of the lovely woman I called my wife, Cibelle. She was a good girl, never going out of her way to hurt me or herself. I loved her and she loved me. Why did she have to die? I was the pessimist of the Torchwood three team, but Cibelle saw through the heavy armour of distrust and arrogance. Gwen just couldn't get past me being such a twat. I was considered quite obnoxious, due to the fact that I was very realistic, and that I never smiled, but when I did, it was sarcastic. When I met Cibelle, I was still reeling from Diane's death. I thought that no one would ever win my heart over and put it back together again, but I was hopelessly wrong. Come back, Cibelle, I miss you. Sazel is quiet, yet, when she speaks, she will almost certainly make you laugh. Ruth, well, let's just say she was more like me. There isn't an ounce of optimism in her. She is tough. When she gets hurt, she just sucks it up and takes it like a woman. I live for Sazel and Ruth. I love them. I do.
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Intensely Burning (Torchwood fanfic)
FanficOwen Harper can't let go of Sazel and Ruth, his two dying children. When they die, he needs someone to help him cope with the loss. Will a reeling Owen find the right girl? Or will his heart be left intensely burning?
