AN: Horribly written in about 20 minutes for the prompt "a sleeping bag, someone's diary, and an unwanted phone call"
All four of them spread themselves out around the table in the meeting room of the hub. There were only four of them because Gwen appeared to be missing. Of course it's Gwen that's missing, Ianto thought. It's always Gwen. He tried to concentrate on what Tosh was blabbering on about. She can stay missing for all I care. He didn't mean it, of course, but he couldn't help but remember the way had looked at Jack the last time they'd seen her. And possibly, though he could have been imagining it, possibly the way Jack looked back.
"Right," Jack said, catching Ianto's attention, as his voice had a tendency to do. "Ianto." It seemed as though Ianto hadn't been the only one whose thoughts had wandered off as Tosh rattled on.
"Yes, sir?"
"Do you know if there's any record of something like this happening before? A sudden disappearance like this? And those noises-" They all took a moment to listen carefully to the strange noises that floated through the hub. They had been going on for a while now, and nobody had a clue what they belonged to.
"Well, I'll just check my diary, sir." Jack raised a brow dubiously.
"Is this the same diary that you wrote about the measur-" Ianto shot Jack a death stare, and Jack shut up promptly.
"Right," Jack said again. "While he does that, Owen-"
"Sir-"
"Will you-" the phone started ringing just then. Jack sighed. "-answer the phone." Owen groaned.
"But that's the coffee boy's j-"
"Owen…"
"Yes sir." He left the room in a hurry, and came back seconds later. "It's Rhys," he mouthed.
"Great," Jack said. "Just what we need. What does he want."
"Just a second." He left the room again. "He wants to know where his girlfriend is! Says she didn't come home last night" Owen called.
"What?" Jack said, surprised, to the ones who remained in the room. "She's been missing since last night?"
"Apparently so," Ianto said. He shut his diary. "Nothing. I've got Weevils, Blowfish, Fairies, Pterodactyls, Sleeper agents." He pasued. "Cyberwoman. Nothing about a disappearing person."
"Jack!" Owen's voice called. "Tosh! Ianto! You better come see this!" They all flung up out of their chairs.
"What is it?" Tosh asked. Owen pointed to a big red lump on the floor. The noise sthey had been hearing grew louder.
"ALIEN!" Jack screamed "ALIEN IN THE HUB! GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!" The red thing shot up like a rocket, and the noises stopped They all screamed in unison. Jack grabbed a nearby pencil and started swinging it around like a sword.
"Jack," the alien spoke. Jack looked at the others.
"It knows my name," he whispered.
"Jack what are you doing?" The alien sounded grumpy and spoke with a heavy Welsh accent. Then the most peculiar thing occurred. The alien started to pull it's skin right off of it's body! Everyone started in horror.
"Jack, what the hell?" It was a sleepy, angry looking Gwen.
Even worse than an alien, Ianto thought.
"Gwen," Jack said. "Gwen, what the? Is that my sleeping bag?"
"God, Jack, can't anyone get any sleeping done around here?"
"Well, uh," Jack said. "Technically you're supposed to be working. The only ones who are allowed to sleep here are me and-"
"Gwen, what exactly are you doing here?" Ianto asked.
"I, uh," Gwen began. "I was here last night trying to solve the…and…" Jack nodded in understanding.
"Well next time you feel like staying the night, just ask. There's plenty of room in my bed for three, right, Ianto?" Ianto rolled his eyes.
"Okay, right, Gwen, why don't you go home. I think Rhys is worried sick about you."
"Yeah," Gwen said. "Yeah, I think I will." She got up. Before she left, she turned to Jack.
"Alien in the hub?" she said. "Get it out, get it out? Really, Jack?" Jack shrugged, and Gwen left.