A/N: This is my first Torchwood fic, so please R&R... Thanks in advance.
Prologue
Jack lay there alone, everything running smoothly. And the humming noise of the Hub. How could such a man, be so lonely.
There he drifts into a unearthly slumber, the phone rings.
"Hey Owen, what's up?"
"I have a problem." spoke a nervous Owen.
"There is no I in team." joked Jack.
"No, I am serious...I..need to come to the Hub. I'll be there in ten minutes." the sound of Owen's voice gave Jack an unnerving edge.
Owen had hung up, leaving Jack on tenterhooks. Ever since he had created Torchwood in Cardiff, he bought the best. No matter what has happened the past weeks. Newbie Gwen, Suzie, and Ianto. What else can happen?
Jack hears footsteps, they sound more like stomping. Running towards him. He unclasps the holster of his gun. Then Owen appears from the corner of Jack's eye. Jack can sense the fear of the medic in the air. Something has happened, something serious. Jack keeps the holster unclasped.
"So, Owen what's happened?"
"A woman is dead...because of me...I bloody killed her..she is now lifeless.." spoke Owen, his voice showed agitation. This isn't what Jack wanted to hear.. he could cope with aliens but not interpersonal problems.
"You what? How did you do it?" Jack was trying to keep his calm.
"I..stabbed her. Like this," Owen enacted what had happened. "Her blood was dripping out of her, warm," Jack stopped him mid-conversation.
"Look, were their witnesses? Have the police been involved? Where's the body?"
Owen was thinking about answers of these, and then he was about to storm out of the room. Then Jack grabbed his shoulder.
"You are going nowhere fast!" Jack sounded as if someone had torn his heart out.
Jack grabbed the scared medic and took him down to the cells. He couldn't cope with this. Why Owen? He didn't believe that He killed the girl. There must be something else. Something non-human. No human would mutilate a young girl that.