"This is going to be a bit odd. The lift always feels weird the first couple of time you use it." Gwen stated matter of factly.

"Sorry, but where do you see a lift?" John said questioning her sanity.

"Step on to this block both of you." She ordered.

"Is this really necessary? Don't you..." He was interrupted as Sherlock grabbed his arm and dragged him on the block. There was a sudden jerking feeling as the lift slowly started to move into the ground. John looked around in awe as they descended through the Hub. "This is... Amazing."

"It's a dirty, unkempt, underground base. How is it amazing?" Sherlock stated looking around with distaste.

"Is that a pterodactyl? Please tell me someone else sees it too." John shook his head trying to comprehend what was happening.

"Yes, it's a sort of watchdog for the Hub." Jack said as the lift reached the ground. Gwen stepped off and walked toward an empty desk in the corner and began typing something on the computer. "I have an offer for the two of you. We recently lost two members of our team. One of them was our medical specialist. As the team leader I am offering you jobs here. Unless you prove unworthy during this case. So what do you say?"

John glanced at Sherlock and then back to Jack. "I'll take the job." Then he added quietly so only Jack could hear. "Good luck convincing him though."

"Only to have tougher to solve cases. Considering it is obvious by your headquarters that you solve extraterrestrial mysteries. Am I right?"

"You actually believe in aliens?" John's laugh died down as he noticed everyone looking at him with completely serious looks on their faces. "Oh my God. All of you believe in them?"

"We don't just believe in them we hunt them, fight them, and sometimes even befriend them." Jack said crossing his arms.

"Prove it." John said with a smirk.

The weevil lurched forward in the cell and attacked the glass that was separating it from the team. "What the hell is that?" John shouted.

"We call them weevils. They are one of the more routine aliens." Ianto said, speaking for the first time since they returned to the Hub.

The team headed back up into the center of the Hub. "Sherlock, you can use this desk and computers. John, your station is over there in the autopsy room. Take Gwen with you and she can assist in the autopsy that needs to be done at the moment. Ianto, I need to speak with you in my office." Sherlock headed to his station and enveloped himself in the computers. Ianto and Jack headed to his office. Once the door was shut behind them Gwen laughed.

"What's so funny?" John said clearly confused.

Gwen smiled. "Those two." she gestured toward Jack's office. "Ianto tries to pretend they aren't sleeping together, but Jack just doesn't care what people think. He's so open about everything."

John glanced toward the office and chuckled. "Really? Those two are gay? I didn't see that coming."

"Well, Jack refers to himself as omnisexual. Meaning he'll sleep with anything as long as it's beautiful."

"Wait, does that mean he's had sex with... Aliens?"

"Yeah, then again the woman Sherlock is replacing slept with one too and the guy you're replacing slept with a woman who fell through time. Ianto is sleeping with the man who can't ever die. We all have our moments."

"What do you mean 'the man who can't die'?"

"Jack is... Special. For some reason unknown to me he can never die. I've seen him killed many times. He dies and then suddenly his heart starts again and he lives. No one knows how it works not even him. He's from the fifty-first century, but he went back in time and he's been around for God knows how long. He never ages. He's been working for Torchwood for over a century."

"Great my new boss is a fifty-first century zombie."