Right so I had a sudden attack of the plot bunny today and decided to update some more!

Fic I recommend: Five Ways Rhys Died and One He Didn't by Starlite1

Thanks to:

OneWhoSitsWithTheTurtles, Pandora of Ithilien, Super Spazz Attack, starry-eyed-torchwood-lover, PassionPoet, WhoKnows909, MythStar Black Dragon


Gwen had managed to drag Owen's limp body onto the invisible lift and had let it do the rest of the work taking them down into the Hub.

As soon as they reached the bottom Jack and Ianto were there lifting his body up and carrying him over to the autopsy bay.

"Why are you taking him over there?" Gwen asked sharply, "He's not dead…yet"

"It's where all the medical equipment is, we need to run tests on him," Jack replied subtly giving her the once-over to check if she was alright.

She was visibly shaking slightly and her face was extremely pale but otherwise it didn't seem as if any physical damage had happened to her.

"Gwen where's the vial?" Tosh asked

Gwen started at the sudden address and stuck her hand into her pocket, drawing the vial out carefully.

Her hands were still shaking from the strenuous activity of dragging Owen about and the creepy feeling she had gotten from the house just wouldn't leave her.

"It's right here," she said holding it out to Tosh's waiting hands.

The next five seconds or so seemed to happen in slow motion, as Jack looked on Gwen reached out slowly the vial held loosely between her fingers. Tosh stepped forward slightly and reached out a hand, Gwen held it out towards her, Tosh lifted her hand up, Gwen let go of the vial, Gwen's hand shook, the vial dropped…and missed Tosh's hand.

The vial hit the floor shattering into hundreds of tiny glass pieces and there was complete silence as if they were all waiting for something terrible to happen. As if they would all suddenly drop dead any second.

Nothing happened though and Jack immediately took action, "Gas masks everyone! It's probably too late but we'll do what we can. Ianto carry on running tests on Owen we need to see what the affect of the gas is, Tosh take samples and find out what the hell we're dealing with, Gwen with me."

Gwen looked up at him nervously already anticipating the talking to she was going to receiver after making such a foolish mistake.

Jack had already started striding off to fetch the gas masks from the cupboard in his office where they kept them and she had to run to catch up with him.

"Jack I'm so…" She started but was interrupted.

"It's alright, too late to do anything about it anyway," He replied casually.

Gwen was startled; he wouldn't usually let something like this drop so easily.

"So what do you want me to do?" She asked

This question provoked a series of seriously explicit answers in Jack's head but he couldn't really tell her them, instead he said something a little more practical, "I need you to research that house and find out everything there is to know about it's inhabitants."

He finished speaking and realised Gwen had stopped walking; they were about halfway up the stairs to his office now. He turned back to see her stood still, frozen on the step her eyes glassy and a goofy smile plastered on her face.

His heart sank into his feet as a feeling of foreboding overtook him.

Gwen was listening to Jack but then his voice seemed to fade into a distant murmur and a feeling of extreme euphoria washed over her. It felt amazing whatever it was and she knew somewhere deep down that she should be feeling suspicious or something but that was just so…negative!

She could feel herself smiling, so much happiness was just bubbling up inside of her and she felt amazing. A slight giggle burst out of her mouth and suddenly she was laughing hysterically, her chest was heaving from the sheer intensity of it.

She could see Jack looking at her with a worried expression on his face but that just made her laugh even harder, "Jack…" she managed to gasp in between giggles, "your face…oh…haha…you look…ridiculous!"

His expression changed into one of offence and he looked quite insulted, "Gwen I think we should maybe head back downstairs."

He helped lift her up from where she was shaking with laughter on the floor and in the process her hands groped blindly at him as she tried to stand up properly. This was quite an enlightening experience for Jack who stepped away rather suddenly as her hand brushed a rather more…sensitive area.

"Gwen," he gasped out his eyes darkening in lust.

She had never looked sexier the whole time they had known each other. Even though she was currently bright red from suppressed laughter and tears were streaming down her cheeks. He felt a buzz run through him; a wild feeling of desire and he stepped closer towards her trying to restrain himself from jumping on her then and there.

Through the tears and the laughter Gwen noticed the change in his demeanour and through the haze of happiness she felt a sort of thrill at the look Jack was directing at her.

"Something wrong Mr Harkness?" She giggled reaching up a hand and stroking a finger from his collar to his belt buckle.

He hissed slightly at the contact and clamping his hands around her waist he drew her flush against him feeling her wildly beating heart against his chest.

"Oh no nothing's wrong," he whispered roughly, lust causing his voice to sound deeper.

It was this position in which Tosh found them when she came running up the stairs waving a piece of paper.

"Jack….oh sorry…" She trailed off flushing slightly as she saw how close they were standing and where exactly Jack's hands were, then she noticed that Gwen was shaking with laughter and Jack had a strange expression on his face, "Are you feeling alright?"

Gwen turned to her and gasped out, "I feel…happier…than…long time…so happy."

A dreamy expression overtook her face and she finally stopped laughing instead gazing dopily up at Jack. Tosh looked down at the results of the gas that were on the sheet and blinked.

"Oh shit."


Ianto was bending over Owen on the autopsy table checking for any signs of physical distress. So far there didn't seem to be anything external happening but that didn't mean Owen was hunky-dory on the inside.

Ianto turned to grab a syringe from the draw and turning around he jumped back in shock as Owen's eye suddenly flicked open.

"Owen, can you hear me?" He asked frantically aware that whatever was in that vial had already permeated all of the air in the Hub.

Owen whispered something unintelligible and Ianto leaned closer trying to catch whatever it was he had said.

Owen continued to whisper and Ianto pulled back with a confused expression on his face was Owen just whispering about how much he loved the happy dancing pink elephants?

This was getting weirder and weirder.

He turned around as Tosh came running down the stairs with a piece of paper in her hand and an extremely worried look on her face, "Ianto I found out what it…is Owen awake?"

She had seen that his eyes were open and ran over to his side catching what he was saying.

Her eyes widened and she waved the piece of paper in Ianto's face, "It's a hallucinogen!"

Ianto blanched, "A what?"

"An alien hallucinogen, it affects everyone differently which is why Owen collapsed but we didn't!"

"Are you saying we're all going to start imagining we're fairies soon?" Ianto asked nervously.

"I don't know what will happen to us," Tosh said biting her lip, "But I think it's already affected Jack and Gwen."

"Oh?"

"Well Gwen couldn't stop laughing and she seemed really…happy and Jack…well actually maybe he's still fine but he looked more…" Tosh tried to search for the right word, "lustful than usual."

Their thoughts were interrupted by Owen's wild yell of, "No! Not the cheese, please! I swear I'll never bite your toe again!"

Ianto and Tosh exchanged incredulous looks and Ianto said, "I don't think I even want to know."

Tosh nodded sagely and said, "Let's go see what's happening with Jack and Gwen."


And so the fun begins! Oh I have so many ideas brewing I have no idea where to start...review and I'll figure it out though!