The Beautiful Game

by Storybookgirl77

2017 Cardiff is home to the biggest game in football history. Spectators and fans from across the globe are descending on the Welsh capital. Can Jack, Ianto and the others keep all the visiting species safe? Will the beautiful game lead to more questions than answers for our friends working below the Tourist information centre in Cardiff Bay?

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer I don't own Torchwood. BBC Wales and the original writers own all. No copyright infringement is intended nor should be inferred

The Game

"Cardiff is expecting at least 60,000 visitors over the weekend." Gwen said as she jogged down the metal steps as Ianto appeared.

"I fed Myfanwy." He smiled as he rejoined the team. "I think she's getting a bit fat."

"Can pterodactyls get fat?" Donna asked. "Don't look like that, we can hardly take her to the vet. Pets at Home don't have the right carrier and I can't see her fitting in a cat carrier!"

Jack laughed. "Fair point. Now the football. We can assume not all the visitors are human. It's not just the human race that love the beautiful game." He crossed as Gwen shrugged. "The Bay is home to the festival. The Principality Stadium."

"Millennium Stadium." Ianto corrected. Jack rolled his eyes.

"Anyway." Gwen sighed. "Rhys called. It's insane out there. The police are advising people to only come into town if they really need to or to see the game."

"Jueventus verses Real Madrid. Cardiff boy plays for Real."

"Yeah. So?" Ianto headed over to the coffee machine.

"So, we have half of Europe here and probably most of the Welsh football fans who can get here will do." Jack paused. "Krylluons are keen football fans. They'll probably be here in their droves. How many are based in Spain now?"

"Around 200 in Madrid." Donna paused. "They're apparently big Real Madrid fans."

Gwen laughed. "Football, doesn't matter what age, gender or apparently species you are. The definitive leveller."

"True." Ianto handed her a fresh mug of coffee. "New blend. Try it."

Gwen smiled, she loved Ianto dearly but his coffee was something out of this world. Donna sighed.

"Ok, so 60,000 extra beings in the city. Estimates are that approximately 150000 are of non Earth origin; according to the analysts at UNIT." She stretched. "How many of those are here to enjoy the football?"

Jack frowned slightly. "The Rift has been busier than usual. UNIT are talking about sending some officers here. I told them to stay in the background."

"What about the Doctor?" Donna asked. "He's regenerated again. New face may mean a new love of football?"

"I'll call him." Jack decided. "If he does turn up with Bill and Nardole then he won't be the only alien in the city. But he might be able to help."

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A/N worth going on?