Who?
Jack sensed someone moving around the room behind him. Figuring they'd know he was alive since he was hooked up to god knows how many bleeping machines he made no effort to hide the fact.
The person, presumably a nurse or doctor checked monitors, muttered quietly to themselves, flicked some papers around and fiddled with the machines monitoring Jack. Once this was done she walked around into Jacks line of vision in order to check his pulse.
She was beautiful. Short blond hair cropped neatly around her face framing her blue eyes perfectly. Even though she was concentrating, trying not to show Jack any emotion he could tell she was used to smiling. She fixed her kind eyes on Jack's for just a moment before she scribbled a few notes on her clipboard and walked over to Ianto to repeat the process.
"Don't suppose you're going to tell me where I am are you? Or why I'm strapped to the bed maybe?"
The woman continued as it she hadn't heard him.
"You see the thing is, I'm pretty sure patients don't get strapped to hospital beds routinely. So either this isn't a hospital or something very weird is going on… or both." Jack said, almost talking to himself. Even if the woman refused to speak to him anything was better then the constant beeping from the machines monitoring him and Ianto.
The blonde woman finished with Ianto but instead of walking straight out as Jack expected her to she came over to his side and rested her hand gently on his forearm.
She smiled before leaning in close to Jacks ear, "I'll look after you two, don't worry."
With that she smirked harshly, an expression that simply didn't seem right on such a kind face and walked out. Only Jack was puzzled. She'd spoken so sincerely, it was the voice of someone who truly cared. If that was so, why did she smirk? Or if she didn't mean it, why did she say it so believably?
Hours later a man entered the room flanked by the woman who had visited previously. He walked around, looked at the monitors, noted things down then turned to leave. As he reached the door he stopped. "Luciana, don't forget to keep that one sedated, he's probably due about now." He went to leave and stopped for a second time and walked back over to her, said something too quietly for Jack to hear clearly before finally leaving.
Luciana clattered around behind Jack for a few minutes before reappearing beside him with a syringe, presumably full of sedative. She looked at her watch quickly before removing the cap from the syringe and placing it into drip connected to Jacks arm. She didn't press the plunger.
"They can't here this; the surveillance has been turned off briefly so please listen carefully. You are in a secure facility outside of Newport run by a private business man who wants to find out more about you and Torchwood. I'm afraid I can't do much for you here but..." She glanced at her watch. "I'm supposed to sedate you now but I've swapped the sedation for a much lower dosage so that you can be more alert."
Jack nodded in reply. Whoever this girl was she truly cared, Jack believed every word of what she said. As she pressed the plunger of the syringe and injected the sedative into his drip Jack asked, "Ianto? Is he alright?"
Luciana looked over to Ianto's unconscious body. "He took a bullet to the leg trying to escape from the goons sent to get you. He's lost a lot of blood. They weren't supposed to bring him in. They were only sent for you." She stepped away quickly and moved behind Jack. The surveillance was back online.
Jack thought through what Luciana had said. A private business man who wanted to learn more about Torchwood and, presumably, the aliens and the rift. Goons that were sent to collect him, not Ianto. A secure facility outside Newport. Time to play dot to dot in his mind.