AN: Ok. I know I have like three fanfics going at once but I must write this one. It's based on the quote from both Jack and the master in the episode 'the sound of drums'. The reference is that Jack cant get hold of his team and that the master said that they were on a 'wild goose chase' in the Himalayas. So here is what I think happens. I cant report anything that will happen after the mission, because I have no idea what will happen in the next episode of doctor who. So there are rather big spoilers for some of the doc who eps. Also sorry but there is already a fanfic that is along the same lines…tho mine is better! Enjoy!!!!!

Chase the Goose

The team was still reeling from Gwen's exclamation that Jack had gone missing when the call came through from UNIT. Tosh moved to her station and pulled up the alert and read it out to everyone.

"We are needed to go to the…Himalayas? Why…what is he doing out there?" Questioned Toshiko. She read the alert again and leaned back in her seat. "It looks like our intrepid boss has taken a trip to the Himalayas and has found some interesting stuff. He wants us to head out immediately."

Toshiko looked at the team. Gwen was opening and closing her mouth like a fish out of water.

"So you mean to tell me that Jack has just this minute made his way to the Himalayas and wants us to go all the way out there just because he found something interesting?" Asked Owen slowly. Toshiko nodded.

"Well I'm convinced, lets pack. Now where did I put my hiking stuff, oh yeah. I left it with the cannibals on the Brecon Beacons!" Shouted Owen sarcastically. Tosh sighed in exasperation.

"Look are we going or not!" She shouted back. The team looked up at her suddenly. Tosh looked away, embarrassed by her outburst. They all nodded in turn. Except, that is, for Ianto

Ianto was staring into space. Why had Jack left so abruptly? No note, nothing to say where he was. It was just so unlike him. The team were used to his random wanderings to clear his head, but he would leave a message on their computers or text them. Maybe something had caught his eye? Or maybe he had been captured and maybe this was all an elaborate trap to kill the Torchwood team. All these thoughts bombarded Ianto's mind all at once.

"Ianto? Are you in? We need you, we're short one person and I'm sure Jack would have wanted you to come anyway." Gwen asked softly, in the time that Ianto had been thinking Gwen had walked over to him and placed a hand on his arm. Ianto jumped at the touch and looked at Gwen. She smiled at him and rubbed his arm.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm in. How are we getting there?" Asked Ianto looking at Tosh. She tapped at her keyboard then whistled, rather impressed.

"We will be personally flown in the Prime minister's jet to an outpost in Tibet! Then we will be flown in a UNIT helicopter to where we will begin a…three-day trek to the site. Jack will meet us there. Wow." The rest of the team were impressed too.

"That Saxon likes us then." Owen replied. His arms were crossed across his chest and his hands began to play an all too familiar tune. No one paid any attention to it. Gwen tapped the same tune on Ianto's arm. Ianto tapped the tune on the side of his leg with his hand. Tosh tapped the tune on her PDA with her stylus. They were all oblivious to what they were doing and the hypnosis they were under.

The team was also oblivious to the true nature of their mission. To keep Torchwood out of the way as the Master laid his plans to control the world and to ultimately kill them. Little did they know that Jack was billions of years in the future in a far off galaxy. So the team pre-pared to leave.

Ianto made calls to clothing suppliers and climbing suppliers. He had searched on the Internet for what they would need. Tosh set the Torchwood Hub into lockdown and started to pack various equipment that she thought that they would need. Mostly stuff to find aliens. Basic trackers and detection stuff. Owen was stocking up on supplies as well. This time it was medical equipment. His medical bag needed restocking, but he needed more specialised equipment this time. Extra blankets and thermometers, heating packs and other stuff that would help any team member if they fell victim to the cold. Gwen had called her boyfriend Rhys. He wasn't too happy that she would be away for a week or so. They had the usual argument that included mentions of her constant absence from the flat and the not existent time that they spent together. She refused to argue with him there and then, so she told him that she would be back in a week, would call him when she got back, told him she loved him and put the phone down. She put the mobile on her desk and placed her hands either side of the keyboard.

Gwen breathed in slowly and let it out shakily. She was on the verge of tears, but she wouldn't let her problems with Rhys affect her work. Owen walked behind her and stopped when he saw a solitary tear fall to her desk.

"Gwen? You ok? What's up?" He asked. Owen put down his rather full medical bag and turned Gwen to him. Her eyes were full of tears and she sniffed as another tear fell to the floor.

"Oh…nothing. Just…Rhys. Im all right. Go on. Get packed. The car'll be here in a minute." Sniffed Gwen. She waved Owen off and turned back to her desk. Owen turned her back to his face. He lifted her chin to his face.

"If he does this to you. He's not worth it. Believe me." And Owen pulled her into a warm hug, then walked off to pack the rest of his things. Gwen smiled.

"Thanks Owen." She said quietly. Owen waved behind his back and continued walking.

In an hour they were all waiting at an airstrip on the outskirts of Cardiff. A rather large, white jet screeched past the team and landed ready to take them to Tibet. It had the Prime minister's logo on the side. The interior of the jet was amazing. They all stared in awe as they sat down and pre pared to take off. There was a chandelier above them and the chairs that they sat on were more like armchairs rather that the generic seats you usually had. The flight was three hours long. But the team didn't seem to care. There was champagne and a posh meal appeared half way through the flight. They had television and Dvd's. When they eventually did land they walked out onto a bare airstrip that was patchy with ice and snow. The team had put on a few more layers just as the plane had landed but the air that greeted them when the door was opened was like being bitten.

The team huddled together as they half ran their way towards the shelter at the far end of the airstrip. Inside they were given warm drinks as they waited for the UNIT aircraft.

An hour later, Ianto was asleep against Tosh, Owen was pacing the room in a feeble attempt to keep warm and Gwen was staring out in the pure white of the distant hills and mountains.

Suddenly a load roar punctuated the silence of the sheltered airport. A metallic roar of engines and rotary blades. The far window that Gwen was facing was suddenly a flurry of snow and ice. Owen stopped pacing, Ianto and Tosh had woken up and were taking tentative steps towards the window that had captured Gwen's gaze.

An enormous helicopter burst from below the hill that the airport sat upon. The flurry of snow that it generated turned into a thick blizzard. All four of the team members gasped as the aircraft flew over their heads to land on the airstrip.

"Well. I think they over did it a bit." Said Owen. His casual tone displayed his shock and amusement.

The team looked at him with cynical looks. He shrugged.

"Just a bit."