Chapter 2.
The girl stood stock still as 4 guns faced her, not seeming surprised at all at the fact. Although the girl herself was a surprise having just somehow got into Torchwood via what seemed some sort of transport light thing. She looked barley 18 but her eyes told a different story. The dark deep hazel orbs falling on each person in turn held such pain and wisdom beyond her years. Her eyes glimpsed towards Jack but adverted her gaze as Ianto made his presence known, shock and alarm filling both faces and leaving just as quickly as it became obvious no one was moving.
Silence continued to fill the Hub as the stares refused to become actions. Jack was the first to lower his gun which silently signified for the others to do the same. The girl still stood in her place by the water tower, and finally took a good look at Jack. The team could only watch as the girl kept her gaze on him as he walked down the stairs from his office, hands in his pockets, his own gaze never leaving hers; but unlike hers' his showed nothing.
He strode slowly but purposely towards her, and as her eyes took him all in, she forced herself to look back up and meet his gaze, the pain of recognition so obvious it almost made him step back. Recovering himself from it, he stood in front of her and took a good look right back at her. He took in her blonde hair falling to her waist, flecked with brown; falling gracefully over her shoulders but also had a ruffled look about it. She wore what looked like an Elizabethan dress, a deep rich red, hemmed with gold. Around her neck lay a long simple chain, a familiar key bouncing lightly on her chest. Jacks' breath caught in his throat at the sight of it, and his hands reached out unconsciously towards it, tears springing to his eyes as his team walked forwards in confusion. As the tears fell he looked back up to the girls face seeing mirrored pain and confusion.
"Who ARE you?"
A small smile escaped pale lips as a trail of black fell from mascara clad eyes.
"You swore she was worth fighting for, and she's dying Jack. I don't know who else to turn to. You've got to help her Captain."
More tears fell as confusion and finally realisation set in. anger quickly replaced these as 4 guns were once again trained on the girl as a whispered statement set them to danger. Behind them the computers showed the girl for who she really was – no human had 2 hearts and spoke in a cockney accent.