Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. It is the property of BBC Wales and several other people who are not me. I make no money from writing this.
AN: So many people seemed to like Briallen and Jenny that I was inspired to continue their story, or more specifically tell their full story. This is the first in a selction of one shots, in chronological order, that tell their story from the begining to right around my story 'Redo'. This deals with the second timeline from Unexpected Visitors after the time shift has happened. I've written enough angst lately that I thought I'd try telling a slightly happier version of Briallen's life. There will be other characters involved in these stories, but Briallen, and later Jenny, will be the focus of them. The next chapter will be posted tomorrow. Oh, and sorry it's so short, the next one will be longer. Happy reading!
The Girl under the desk
Briallen hated visiting Cardiff. There was never anything to do, and her father was always too busy with saving the world to give her the time of day. Due to the latest threat she hadn't even been allowed to leave the hub without one of the adults with her, even though they were all busy with the latest crisis. Hiding under Tosh's desk had seemed like the perfect solution a few hours before, hoping that her disappearance would make them worry a bit and pay attention to her. So far not even one person had so much as mentioned her name. Pouting she munched on the crisps she had found in the desks drawer, pecking out every once in a while when she thought she heard someone.
Heavy steps caught her attention a few minutes later. Leaning around the chair she watched the familiar swirl of her father's great coat. She'd almost made her presence known, hoping that he could spare at least a few minutes to ruffle her hair and tell her to raid the kitchen to her hearts content. "Captain!" Briallen stilled when she heard the voice echo through out he hub. Her father turned slightly, his attention grabbed by the person. She knew the voice though, and a slight blush rose on her neck as she thought about the blonde she had met a few days before when she had arrived. Tosh had introduced her as a new field agent, new to Cardiff. Briallen had noticed how pretty she was, tall and athletic.
The conversation on the other side of the chair had continued while she thought about the woman that stood there. Growing up in an 'unconventional' family made her look at the world a bit differently, but her ten year old mind couldn't grasp why she was so interested in the older woman. Shrugging off the thought, Briallen just supposed it was because she idolized the idea of someday becoming a part of Torchwood. Her father was praising her about something she'd found about a small medal box. Crinkling her nose Briallen didn't see what was so important about it, but hoped it would mean that she could leave the hub soon. Peeking out slightly more she was disappointed when neither so much as glanced in her direction.
Sticking her tongue out at her father's calve she rolled her eyes, her nose turning up slightly. If this was how she was going to spend her time she would have rather have stayed in London, fumigation or not. A soft chuckle caught her attention, looking up to see her father brush off the concerned look the blonde was sending in. "That'll be great, Jenny. Have the findings on my desk as soon as possible." Jenny nodded before turning around and heading off to some destination Briallen couldn't see.
The ruffle of heavy fabric brought Briallen's mind back as her father crouched down in front of her. "So this is where you've been hiding." Shrugging, Briallen looked else where, nervously tugging on one of her plaits. He held out a hand towards her, an affectionate smile taking up his face. "Well than, maybe I can tempt you out with those peanut butter cookies you like so much. There's an entire tin setting on the shelf behind my desk." Matching his smile Briallen took her father's hand, allowing him to lead her towards his office. After all, there was nothing better in the world than peanut butter cookies.
fin.