Alien Location, Location, Location
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Torchwood or Frasier, so don't sue I have nothing of value
Summary: What if Torchwood had to investigate some strange goings on in Seattle
Thanks to Lynda Potter for proof reading and critiqueing this, hope you like the finished article
Feedback is welcome, any pointers on where you want the story to go are glady recieved
The day began pretty normally, well as far as the word normal can be used to describe life at Torchwood. Rift activity had been unusally quiet for the past week or so, which gave the team a chance to catch up on that bane of the modern workplace, paperwork, Jack had neglected his for so long that when he was sat at his desk he was all but hidden by a mountain of paper.
Meanwhile in Seattle Dr Frasier Crane was being given a most unwanted wake up call, Eddie was again licking his face which lead to the conclusion that once again he had slept in his sweater cubby. "I had hoped I would never get this damn wake up call again after Dad moved into Ronee's apartment, Oh well they're back today and can take this mutt with them" Frasier thought to himself as he checked the alarm clock which confirmed his worst fears, he had once again been woken at a time he may have appeciated, if he was a baker, but seeing as he wasn't being woken at 4.45 am was not how envisioned the day starting. He tried to get back to sleep but Eddie refused to get off the bed so he reluctantly got up.
"Tosh, do we have any leads on the significant reduction in rift activity?" Jack called across the hub, leaving his office for the first time in what felt like weeks. "No, sorry just running the recent activty figure through the archives to see if there is any history of such a low amount" Owen returned for the basement, after checking on Janet the weevil and the other creatures. "Right heads up everyone, there is very low activity down there, and very oddly the blowfish we had in last night has gone, the locks haven't been tampered with, I checked the door log, and it hadn't been used since Jack went down there last night" Immeditley Gwen checked the CCTV, and was quite surprised by what she saw, it literally disappeared in an instant, there one second, gone the next.
After checking the footage and the rift monitor, Jack was more confused than ever, there was a negative spike, "Could the rift be taking back what it throws out?" he thought to himself. Sensing the lethargic atmosphere in the Hub Jack suggested they all go out for lunch, his treat, and some much needed fresh air.
"So I'm in this bar and this gorgeous guy comes up and starts chatting to me, claims he's lost and is trying to find the Space Needle..." Frasier was very pleased that he had managed to tune out Roz and the story of her latest conquest "Next thing you know we are making out in the back of my car, and I'm seeing him again tonight". "Huh" was all Frasier could manage in the way of a response. " I was telling you about my date for tonight, he's a 23 year old Australian guy called Casey, he files home tomorrow, he has ridden round the country on a Harley" Noticing the glazed expression on his face, "And he did it naked" Roz said to see if she could get a response.
"Are you even listening to me?" Roz asked Frasier irritably, "No sorry, I'm not really with it, once again I had a pre-dawn canine wake up call that I really didn't want." With that Roz signalled to Frasier that there was 10 seconds before they went on air.
"On line 3 we have Sebastian who has recently moved from Germany and is worried that he isn't meeting new people" Roz said from her booth, Frasier could tell by the slightly irritated tone that she was still annoyed about earlier. "Well, Sebastian, have you joined any clubs, begun going to a regular coffee shop, regular bar?" Frasier began, but he was interrupted by a bloodcurdling scream that came from the corridor, yes the studio was supposed to be soundproof, "I wouldn't be surprised if they heard that outside" Frasier thought to himself as he apologised to the caller and put a commercial on.
When he emerged into the corridor he was greeted with a horific sight, Noel Shempsky was led in a pool of blood clearly eminating from the bite wound in his leg, there was a strange looking creature, who Frasier presumed to be the attacker stood in the corner, fortuntaley Bulldog and Gil managed to get it into Kenny's office whilst Frasier called 911.
"So some sort of alien creature has attacked one of your co-workers?" The guy on the end of the line asked in a rather indignant tone, "Yes he has a severe bite to the leg and is losing blood rapidly despite the application of a tourniquet" Frasier replied, the young man on the end of the line called for his supervisor as he suspected they had another whacko call. The supervisor got a description from Frasier and called an ambulance and the police to KACL, "At least the police have a secure facility to house the attacker" the supervisor thought to himself as he rang a number for Cardiff.
"Jack, can you come here, we're getting some strange results from the archives" Tosh called to Jack. Looking at the screen he had seen these figures before, the rift was collapsing in on itself, and it could re-open anywhere in the world, "How am I supposed to tell them we may have to move?" His thoughts were distracted by the phone ringing "Hello, Torchwood this is Jack Harkness speaking, whats your problem"
"Hi this is Dan Clarkson from the Seattle emergency response center, we have recieved a report of a possible alien attack, and we need you help. The creature is currently detained in a police holding cell, how soon can you get here?" Jack quickly booked flights for the team, then called everyone to the boardroom to inform them of the situation. "We have recieved a report of what seems to be a weevil attack" Jack told the team "You got us all in here for this?" Owen asked rather irritably, "If you would let me finish, it's not in Cardiff, it's in Seattle, we leave in an hour and a half, I've got us flights from Heathrow, can everyone go and get at least a weeks essentails and meet at the airport in half an hour?" There was a stunned silence fell across the room, but then Gwen remembered something "My cousin lives in Seattle, I can get her to pick us up from the airport and she can probably put us up for a couple of days, I'll ring her when I'm on the way to the airport, Rhys will give me a lift and I'll see you there."
"Hi Daphne it's Gwen, long time no talk, eh. I have a really big favour to ask, me and the 4 people I work with have been called over to Seattle, it's an emergnecy, can you pick us up at the airport, we land at 11.30 am."
"Sure, be so great to see you again, I'll have to get Niles to come aswell, there isn't room in my car, well see you in a few hours"
