Welcome to Hell
"Look I can make them cry!"
When walking into the Hub first thing in the morning, Jack hadn't been expecting to see Ianto and Gwen huddled around cups of coffee talking quietly about something.
"Oh...morning Jack," Gwen greeted.
"Good morning Sir."
Jack Harkness didn't like being left out in the cold when it came to secrets, but he wasn't about to ask them what they were gossiping about.
"There's some of your coffee already on your desk," Ianto said, turning to face Jack.
"Thank you Ianto, your a lifesaver," he said happily, almost running to his coffee.
"Anyone got a clue why Tea boy and Cooper got so close?" Owen announced to everyone in a ten-mile radius over pizza.
"I can hear you Owen," she snapped back, tossing back the idea of throwing something at him, preferably a hot cup of coffee. She'd probably have to explain everything to Jack if she did that, and she really didn't want to do that; it wasn't very often that someone was able to keep a secret for long in Torchwood, so it was amazing that both she and Ianto had been able to for so long.
Side-glancing Ianto, who was happily sitting quietly, he couldn't help but wonder what both of them were keeping from the others, and he really hoped it was nothing like another Lisa situation, he did not intend to have another day like that.
Storming through the halls of Atlantis, all she could think about was slowly and painfully killing one of her best friends. "DEAN FUCKING WHINCHESTER get your FUCKING ARSE OVER HERE!"
Watching in hidden glee as she witnessed hard-arsed marines running away, leaving skid marks behind them; it did very little to calm the overwhelming urge to beat someone's head in with her gun, that didn't stop her from deciding that it would be the best course of method into shaking some sense into one of her best friends.
"Good morning Black," greeted a voice to the left of the homicidal purple haired female.
"Morning Ronan. You haven't seen Dean Winchester anywhere have you?" She had originally opted for storming around Atlantis, 'cause she knew eventually she'd find Dean, and hopefully by then they wouldn't be burying his dead body by the end of the day.
It would be expected that everyone would feign no idea where Dean was. There was something about killing members of the current populace, which people weren't too fond of.
"Sorry can't help you there Black?" called a voice to her right.
"Morning Tyler, and how can I help you this wonderful morning?"
"You mean besides not killing Dean. I think that maybe Gwen wouldn't have the sudden urge to hurt you as well," 'Tyler' shot back. It was a well known fact that Dean's girlfriend still lived on Earth, while he was away living with the Atlantean's while attempting to kick some Ori ass, and she didn't often see her boyfriend so she often became rather keen (horny) to see him, every time the squad got some downtime.
"Well seeing as I have yet to find him, I think Gwen isn't going to upset for a little longer; or do you mean until Harkness manages to learn how to use a collection of verbs, nouns and conjugations to have the end result of insulting the whole of Torchwood or just the Torchwood 3 Team." Neither female was about to mention the unspoken statement, that the moment Jack Harkness managed to make either of the two family members left on Earth cry, then he would quickly witness the invasion of Earth by the Ori and then quickly find himself impaled on his very words.
Both females turned to smile at Ronan Dex only to watch him quickly removing himself from the scene, where there was a potential crime by Earth's standards about to be committed.
Drinking his coffee John Sheppard couldn't think of a better way to start the day then waking up beside his partner of twenty years, Radek Zelanka, something he always considered himself grateful for. Which was followed by walking into the lounge room to be greeted by his son and girlfriend, Damon Mackay-Sheppard and Ashley Beckett-Kowalski unconscious on the lounge in a position that would receive both of them some ribbing from both sides of their family for a couple of months.
The past couple of months had been tough on everyone, it didn't help that Black was beginning to constantly lose her patience, it made everyone's lives a little safer when she decided that Dean would be the one to constantly receive her temper. John had quickly learnt early on in the Atlantis mission, (back when Elizabeth Weir had still been running the scene, before Stargate Command decided to throw in the towel and remove everyone from the planet), that Russians weren't the types of people that you wanted ticked off with you. It really didn't help that the current ticked off Russian had sociopath tendencies, that it was better to run and hide and wait out her temper tantrum, even though logic might suggest trying to talk her into calming down, that would normally get a person her combat boot up their arse.
"So I take it, I should be sending Atlantis into lock down?" John Sheppard asked, when Ronan Dex came racing into the gate room. It was very unusual to see the Sateeden that scared for his own skin, unless it included a 'slightly' ticked off Russian female.
"She's planning on killing Dean Winchester," Ronan replied.
"What the hell did Dean manage to do this time?"
It wasn't unusual to hear Black screaming blue bloody murder Dean's way first thing in the morning; it normally meant that Dean had:
· Emptied her daily coffee supply down the drain;
· She'd been locked out of the gym;
· Her computer had been nicked;
· Or, she'd woken up with red hair.
Any of these reasons always resulted in Dean being hung over the balcony by his ankles, while Black vented, which then resulted in a couple of days of calm on Atlantis before it happened all over again.
"Lord knows, she could have easily woken up on the wrong side of the bed," replied Grodin, not taking his eyes off the computer.
"You know there are days I wish that we hadn't made that treaty with the Wraith, 'cause that way we could send her out to go and aggravate them," Sheppard said aloud.
"That sounds like an absolutely wonderful idea, my dear Colonel, a small problem being we're about to have another visit from one of those stupid Priors. I wonder what the Others would do if I went and electrocuted the stupid thing?" Black muttered to herself, as she walked past John and flopped into the chair next Grodin.
Not a single person would admit out loud that long ago Black had quickly scared them all into submission with her rapidly changing tempers, and the overwhelming urge to kill someone most days. It was part of the reason that some days the inhabitants of Atlantis would prefer to face a ticked off Orasi or a Wraith unarmed, then face a slightly aggravated Black, because even on a good day she made most of them look like guinea pigs or little mice.
"Couldn't you have warned us earlier?" Sheppard snapped, placing his coffee cup on the keyboard, only for it to be nicked by the resident half breed Ancient.
"Now where would the fun be in that? Now, Rose and I have to go down to Earth, to pay a couple of our friends a quick visit."
I hope they know what they're in for, John thought to himself, knowing exactly what would happen if Black was locked in a room with the great and wonderful Captain Jack Harkness of Torchwood 3, no one needed any imagination to figure out that result.
They knew they'd be safe for a while, Black might be considered to be the true heir to evil, she had a protective streak a mile wide towards the people she considered hers.
"She hasn't done anything completely destructive yet, I see," Rose Tyler stated, watching her occasional girl friend and best mate quickly sequencing the Stargate's internal computer in order to lock out gating to and gating from, yet again another planet which had been deemed Ori.
"Didn't stop her from trying this morning," replied a voice from the shadows.
"Chaya, some days it's surprising to see her still walking around Atlantis, everyone knows how much she hates this city."
"She might hate the city, but as long as you and all her family continue to live here, she'll continue to protect it to the best of her abilities, very much like that Doctor of yours, protecting Earth and all it's stupid inhabitants," Chaya said.
Not one person on Atlantis could say that either of the remaining original Atlantean's (Chaya and Black) thought highly of Earth, considering both sisters had been abandoned by their family, so that their families could settle and stick their heads in the sand concerning the Wraith and Ori.