Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TORCHWOOD! If I did, I wouldn't be on .
"Definitely not a Weevil," Ianto Jones started, staring at the young man's corpse.
"No, Weevils never use weapons." Jack Harkness answered. He kneeled down to gaze at the body. What killed you? Jack thought.
"It could be human," Gwen Cooper-Williams suggested. "But if you're going to kill someone, why would you use arrows?"
"Unless…" Ianto began, "There has been a spike in Rift activity. Possibly someone fell through the Rift-"
"-And killed him. I doubt it." Jack finished.
"The skin is blue, so the body was drained of oxygen just before he died. This is definitely alien." Gwen finished.
"Get the body back into the SUV. Run an autopsy, and find whatever killed him." Jack ordered.
The Torchwood Team left the scene, moving the corpse to the back of the SUV, and in several minutes, they were on their way back to the Hub.
Inconspicuously, the woman from the night before stood on the roof of the next building, staring down at the crime scene. She smiled sadistically, and turned to leave just before Jack looked up.
She chose her next form, and it was Captain Jack Harkness.
Oooh! Keeps you guessing, eh? R&R please!