It was going to be a long night, I could tell already. Been here since bloody seven in the morning, as has become expected of me... this place makes me sick. If it wasn't for my Lisa, I'd be long gone, honestly, if it weren't for her I never would have come in the first place, but she needs me here. So I'm here, and I'll stay here until she is healed and then we'll be rid of this place. For tonight, though, I'll just sit here, filing paperwork while 'the team' go out and talk to another corpse. A few years ago that sentence would have shocked me, the idea would be ridiculous, not to mention terrifying, but now... now I work for Torchwood... with a man who can't die... with alien technology... and with my own beloved's body hidden in the depths of the archive, who am I to talk about speaking with the dead? NO! Lisa is not dead. She is ill, infested by the filth that was the cyber men. She is still in there. Under the metal, my Lisa, my love, she is still there. So let them run around the city, saving lives, reeking havoc, whatever they want. I'll stay here, hand them warm coffee when they come back cold, wet and disgruntled as always. I'll get a nod, maybe a smile from Tosh, a wink from the captain, an eye roll from Suzie and a grunt from Owen, if I'm lucky. Nobody thanks me, and why should they? I'm the tea boy, what good am I if I don't have a hot beverage waiting for them upon return from a mission I wasn't important enough to go on. So I scan the CCTV for signs of the van returning and when I see it a couple minutes drive away, I begin making the coffee, what else is there to do?
Upon their return Tosh says that the gauntlet worked well, but did no good, nothing was seen of the murderer, that seems to happen a lot nowadays. I'd say something, but nobody cares and I don't want attention, its better if I act like furniture, only noticed if its not there or not functioning correctly. She also mentioned a girl... a PC... who was watching, I'll need the retcon ready incase she gets in, Jack will expect me to be prepared. So I will be, I always am.
Another Weevil sighting, in a hospital now, I hand them the spray as they walk out, I'm just a shelf, holding what needs to be held while it's not in use, just a shelf, at least to Lisa I'm more than a shelf, to Lisa... I'm everything.
Bloody weevil killed a man. Innocent janitor, poor bloke, thought it was a costume, got to close and got his neck bitten off. Suzie and Owen bring in the body, Owen does the autopsy and Tosh makes him disappear, like it wasn't us, like we were never there. What if he had a family? Will they know how he died? Will they even know he's dead? A wife and kids, may be waiting for him tonight, and he's not coming home and he never will. So now I go and clean up the scene, no traces to be left behind, so they send me to do the job nobody else wants. Again. The girl from the murder scene was there, bet she was scared out of her wits, no way she'll bugger off now. In fact, with my luck she'll come through with a pizza any day now, she's made it all the way to the plass by following the van, so it wont be long now. I hope Jack doesn't take her in, a snooping policewoman is the last thing I need around here.
She bloody found our pizza shop! She found the shop we buy from and is bringing us a bloody pizza! Which of these neanderthals decided to order our pizza under our ACTUAL name? Doubt Tosh is stupid enough, Jack's been around to long to do it, so probably one of the happy couple then. My money's on Owen, seems like a good doctor, but he's a twat and not very street smart. I pop into Jacks office to let him know she's close, he didn't say anything in thanks, commented on my suit again than he said to send her down when she gets in. If it wasn't for Lisa, I swear I'd punch him and then burn the place to the ground, staff and all. At least the girl is bringing supper with her if she's gonna make Jack go to all the trouble of making her forget Torchwood exists, its nice I don't have to fetch it, not that anybody notices when I do.
She wandered around like an idiot for a while before finally coming in, and when she does she claims Jack ordered pizza, for goodness sakes, the pizza wasn't even in his name! At least I won't have to worry about her finding Lisa if she joins up, the woman is as thick as cement. I open the secret door and send her in, smirking at her idiocy. I watch her go down, make a fool of herself- I was right about it being Owen, he even admits he's a twat- Jack shows her around and introduces us while I'm there making coffee, all he has to say is "Ianto cleans up after us, and gets us everywhere on time" than makes some comment about my suit again. My stomach turns but I put on a smirk and joke around about harassment. Yet, from the second he's spoken about me to the new girl, I'm already less important than the rest, last to be introduced, and then I'm just a vacuum/ desk calendar, the second she hears what I do she stops making eye contact, I'm just the help. I hand Jack the dosage of retcon subtly while she's ranting and continue into Jacks office to pretend to straighten things up. We get our orders for the morning, I'm back up... an after thought... shocker.
They leave the hub, all of them off to do what they please, I'm left to monitor the rift overnight. I don't mind, Lisa is here, and thats all I need. I use a computer down in her room to get rid of Gwens attempts to type out her memories before the retcon kicks in, I almost feel bad, but at least she still has her boyfriend and all, she's bloody lucky really, no right to complain.
I realize that I should probably feel sad that my coworker has offed herself... or maybe shocked that she was the murderer, but I don't... it makes me nervous, if she couldn't get away with that, what are my chances of getting Lisa out alive? No, mustn't think of that. Just focus on getting rid of the body. I've handled other bodies before, whenever its to gruesome or to close to the others, they have stoic Ianto Jones take care of it, he'll just pop off with a "yes sir" and return when its done with a good cuppa', and thats all that matters right? I'll probably be in charge of putting her stuff in storage, they'll make it sound like its important, and that it means a lot, but really, they don't want to do it, to see her world be packed away, to remember that she was a person. They seem very good at forgetting that people are just that, people, she'll be forgotten soon enough. We all will, in the long run, but Suzie's already being replaced, the PC remembers all of it, so I guess Jack'll take her in, just like I thought, sometimes I think he hires people just so he can eye their arses while they walk around, thats probably why he hired me. I don't care, he can watch, because I'll do whatever I have to in order to keep Lisa hidden, even if it means sodomy, no matter how horrifying and nauseating the idea is to me.
I put the gauntlet and the knife in Jacks safe, some wanted it gone, but we knew it would be back soon enough so it should at least be easy to retrieve. Then Tosh and Owen hand in the artifacts they've taken out, so appropriate to their personalities I almost laugh. Tosh has a book scanner, what else could she want from this place? Owen has a spray that makes him irresistible to any mate, because he can't be arsed to try.
New girl- better start calling her Gwen or Cooper or whatever- she's onboard, and she knows Jacks dirty little secret as well. He's never told me, but I've seen it on the CCTV footage and its in his bloody file which is in my archives, so I would have to be thick not to know there was something wrong with him, and I- unlike the rest of these apes- am not thick.
