Who was this standing outside Torchwood's door expectantly? A woman and a man looking expectant, but confused. Captain Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones watched them from inside the Hub.
"What do we do, sir?" inquired Ianto.
"Just wait," Jack said, looking deeply into the monitor.
They saw the woman sighing skeptically and the man walking round stamping in the ground.
"Jack! There's people outside, looking like they know something!" Gwen came running up to Jack and Ianto.
"We know. They're on the monitor," Jack said.
"Have you seen?!" Tosh asked as she entered the main room.
"Yes," Ianto replied.
The four stared at the monitor for fifteen minutes before something strange occured. They saw Owen coming back from wherever, they saw him acknowledge the man and woman and he was just about to enter the Hub, but walked back to the man and woman and started kicking off about something. He seemed crazy. The four ran outside and tried to hold Owen back. The man and woman revealed guns, pointing them at Owen.
"Woah!" Ianto stepped back with his hands up, Tosh, Gwen and Owen did the same.
Jack stepped forwards.
"Put your hands up and step back!" threatened the man.
The man was clearly American.
"Who are you?" Jack asked calmly.
"I'm warning you, sir," the woman, who was also American, growled.
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh. No," Jack revealed a gun from his military coat.
"Sir, if you just-" the woman began.
"You have no authority here," Jack snarled.
"Neither do you," the man shrugged.
"And that's a fact, is it?" Jack and the others began to smirk.
"Well-" the man noticed the other's smirks.
"Torchwood Institute," Gwen came forward, "and you are?"
"FBI, Agents Mulder and Scully" both the man and the woman flashed up their badges, "Special request from the Prime Minister."
The Torchwood team raised their eyebrows.
"You do know about the UK's history with Prime Ministers, right?" Ianto stared them in the eyes.
"Erm..."
"Come inside," Jack beckoned for them to follow.
Gwen, Ianto, Owen and Tosh stayed where they were as Jack and the two FBI agents went to the paving slab. The four then entered the Hub through the tourist information centre.
"I wonder what those American twats want?" Owen crossed his arms.
"No idea," Gwen shrugged.
"Tea? Coffee?" Ianto joked.
There were a few giggles and grins from the others.
"Seriously though, what the hell do those buggers want? Bloody Yankees if you ask me," Owen flapped his arms.
"I hope your not on about me," Jack grinned as he strode in with the two, now completely bewildered, and slightly amused, FBI agents.
"No, sir!" grinned Owen.
"Since when do you call me, sir?" Jack laughed.
Owen smirked, "Never."
All of a sudden, the Pterodactyl screeched. The two FBI agents ducked with their guns pointed somewhere upwards. The Torchwood team laughed at them.
