It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon in Cardiff. The sun was shining bright but not warming the earth past a comfortable 21 degrees. The hub was quiet except for the hum of the rift manipulator and the sound of Myfawny roosting above. It was a rare day off for the team but the rift had been quiet and Jack thought they deserved a vacation. They all worked hard for him, as Torchwood didn't keep normal hours. It wasn't unusual for his employees to come in early and leave late, they stuck by him, though, and for that he was grateful.
Jack leaned back in his chair as he read one of the many reports that had been submitted for the week. Even if he had given his team the day off, someone had to be in the hub to watch the manipulator. Jack didn't mind as he enjoyed his rare moment of peace. Normally he was constantly accompanied by the Doctor. While he didn't mind spending his days with the Time Lord, he couldn't help but want a moment alone occasionally. Thankfully, Ianto was understanding and rather than join him at the hub, he had agreed to take care of the Doctor for the day.
It had been over six months since the Doctor returned to the hub confused with his memory wiped. He didn't know who Jack or Ianto was, let alone who he was. At first, he had fits that caused Jack to lock him down in the cells at night as he became a danger to not only himself but everyone around him. Thanks to the TARDIS returning as many memories as she could, those fits had slowed. The Doctor still relied on Jack and Ianto to take care of him and keep him safe during the day, though and if it wasn't for the TARDIS singing him to sleep he would be pacing the cells at night. Even if the Time Lord would never be the same every day he showed improvement.
Jack glanced at the clock, seeing that it was still early in the day. He had a couple of more hours before Gwen would be in to cover him for the night so that he could go home to his finance and his friend. If the Doctor was still in an agreeable mood when he got home he wanted to take them out to dinner. If not the three of them could enjoy a nice meal within their home. He looked back at the report but after reading the same paragraph three times he decided he needed a break. Leaving his office, he made himself a cup of coffee as well as a large plate of pasta. Returning to his office with his meal he settled down once more to read the reports as he enjoyed his meal. He finished one report and had just started another when the phone rang. Jack just ignored it, not wanting to engage in new business. Whatever the person wanted could wait until tomorrow. The phone stopped ringing as it clicked over to voicemail. Almost immediately it began to ring again. This time Jack picked it up.
"Captain Jack Harkness," He answered letting his irritation come through in his tone. His heart felt as if it stopped and he felt his stomach in his throat as he listened to Ianto on the other line. His irritation quickly turned to fear that morphed into anger. Everything that he had done to protect the Time Lord was changed by four little words.
"Jack, they've taken him."