AN – Usual Torchwood not mine comments.
No idea where this came from. Seriously, no clue at all. Just another little random while I try to pull together my longer fics. - Enjoy
Owen walked along the dawn-lit street humming to himself. This was his favourite part of the day in many ways.
He had the whole of Cardiff to himself it seemed. Especially on a cold day like this. He could take his time, walk to work and enjoy the sights and sounds of the early morning.
This Kiss by Faith Hill played its way around his head and nearby a bird started its early morning call to the world. Owen smiled to himself and an extra bounce appeared in his step.
All too soon though he started to approach the Hub. As he walked towards the door into the Tourist Information Office he made an effort to set his face into the scowl his team-mates were familiar with and tried to think of the first few sarcastic barbs he could use this morning.
He loved his team-mates dearly and always looked forward to seeing them, but he knew that the team needed a hard-edged doctor. He needed to appear detached or they would never let him treat them. And so he did. Every day he slipped into the mask of evil, sarcastic, snappy Owen.
With a sigh he said goodbye to the singing birds and the song in his head and opened the door.