Full Circle
Summary:Weevils know more than fear, anger and death. The new emotions shocks even the veterans.
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"What the hell is going on with those things," Ms Johnson yelled as she stomped over to her desk.
"Nine Weevil attack in five days and all in and around the old HUB site," Lois said as Jack and Gwen joined the group after locking down the latest Weevil guests.
"Doesn't make any sense," Ms. Johnson said. "They are never this active unless there is excess Rift activity but the Rift activity is down," Ms. Johnson said.
"Have any new chemicals gone down on the streets or sewers that could be bringing them out," Gwen asked and Lois went to work on the computer.
Martha looked over the known data on Weevils and saw a note that intrigued her, "I wonder if they are grieving," Martha said aloud.
"Their kind die all the time they don't seem to be effected," Jack said handing Gwen her tea. The two had fallen into their old rhythm of knowing instinctually what the other was thinking and just doing or getting it.
"Not one of their kind but their King," Martha said and Gwen and Jack both stopped mid sip and looked at each other.
"But it's been over three years and they are just now reacting?" Gwen asked.
"They are not an evolved species. We have no idea how long something like that would take to affect them or even if it would. We don't know what emotions they have if any. No one studies them," Martha said.
"They know fear and pain," Jack said referring to the death fights someone had once held. It was in those fights that Torchwood had found their king.
"Lois pull up everything on the last nine incidents. Pictures and reports from people," Gwen said running down to stand behind her. Jack was quick on her heels seeing already where this was going.
Gwen read over the reports and noticed that even with an abundance of people around to attack the Weevils were attacking the HUB instead, 'searching," one report said. Pictures showed damage to the old intake area where caught Weevils were brought it.
Gwen ran upstairs and pulled a framed picture off her desk and ran down into the basement to the holding cells. Jack put the cells on the view screen.
"Someone want to fill in the blanks?" Ms Johnson asked.
Gwen was down in the cells all the Weevils were violently sniffing trying to find a scent and as she passed the cells she knew it wasn't her. Gwen pulled the picture out of the frame and held it up to the first cell. The Weevil who had been pounding on the class now calmed and shrank back to the back of his cell reaching out his hand to the picture. Gwen walked down the whole row and all the Weevils did the same thing. The Weevils became violent once the picture was taken away. "Lois pull a picture up of Owen and put it on all the view screens down here," Gwen said as she returned to operations.
