Chapter 2 up now. It's a bit longer than the first one :)


Rose met Donna Noble, a friend of her, who also worked for Torchwood, outside the office, where she was drinking a cup of coffee.

"I met a man today", Rose smiled and sat next to Donna.

"And you said you'd never! What was he like, then?"

"Not like that, and... He was pleasant. That John Smith bloke. The new analyst."

"Hold on. Why are you smiling?" Donna smirked.

"I'm not", Rose turned her face away from her.

"You are. Blushing, too!" Donna giggled.

"Shut up!"

"You are. You found him attractive?" she asked.

Rose thought for a bit, then shook her shoulders and said: "I suppose."


"I see you found your way", Rose smirked as she met up with John in front of her office.

"Yeah. I'd think for this place to be a bit better hidden, considering that you deal with alien technology here", John said as she reached her.

"My mum doesn't like to play it cautious", she explained and then gestured for him to follow her. She began to walk him through the main office floor. From that point of view, everything seemed almost normal.

"Met Amy yet?" Rose asked as they walked.

"Yeah, ran into her at the front door. She seemed pretty-"

"Aggressive, I know. Did she ask you for the password?" Rose giggled.

"She did. And I didn't know it, but gladly there was this guy who seemed to calm her down."

"That's Rory, her husband."

"What a lucky bloke", John tried to keep the sarcasm out of his voice.

"Amy's my best friend, but I agree, she can be a bit of a large bite to swallow every now and then", Rose said, keeping the pleasant tone in her voice as they walked. "And there's no password. Amy's just testing you."

"Right", John smiled.

"Okay, so the mechanic department", they'd reached a small space that was clearly a mixture of an old garage and a mechanic shop.

"5 guys working here. They fix every alien tech we need", Rose said and kept her eyes on John, who watched, with a quite amazed expression, the work that was going on. The men down at the garage were at the moment fixing a machine that looked suspiciously like a UFO spaceship.

"Hey, Rose!" one of the guys ran up to them.

"Mickey, hi. This is John, he's the analyst", Rose said and John couldn't help but to notice that she didn't feel like being around this guy.

Mickey didn't seem to catch the vibe. He was looking at Rose with quite adoration, which made John feel uncomfortable, but gladly the guy turned his eyes on him and shook his hand, saying: "Mickey Smith. Good to finally have a new analyst. Welcome aboard."

"John Smith. Thank you", John smiled as he shook his hand. He couldn't decide whether he liked this guy or not.

Soon they continued, and Rose seemed to have lost all her unpleasantness right as they did.

"Social department", she said as they reached the next place. It looked like a normal office space.

"Uh-oh", John muttered as he saw Amy approaching. "She's in the social department?"

"Hey, Rosie. You brought the new guy", Amy smiled as she walked up to them. "Sorry that I scared you a bit. It's a ritual of mine."

"It's okay", John said. "What do you exactly... do here?" he looked around the department.

"Amelia?" Rose smirked.

Amy nodded and said: "This is the convincing station."

"The what?" John couldn't have looked more confused.

"No, ma'am, there was no alien spaceship flying around your house today. Sure you've taken your medication? No, sir, that man was not spitting fire", Amy smirked. "We fool people into believing they've seen nothing unreal. We cover up for the aliens."

"That's brilliant", John smiled, and Rose smiled along with him. "But... why? I mean, why cover up for the aliens?"

"Because, Johnny boy, we don't want World War III. If the people think they're being threatened, they act like they're not, and get out the big guns. We don't want that", Amy said simply. "Anyway, I better go. A new case downtown. This old hag thinks she's seen a flying baby", she chuckled and left.

"That's Amy", Rose said as they kept going.

"How do you always know when people have seen aliens?" John asked as they walked. He was looking all around. He felt like a child around Christmas.

"We pretend to be an emergency phone line. And if they call the police, we capture the calls. But really, we've got our ways", Rose said and opened the door to the next department. This place was huge. Huge enough for a regular sized plane to land on. And actually, there was a huge plane that resembled a space ship.

"This is the pilot station. We just call it the pilot station, but it's just fancy code for the place where they check that the planes are ready to go up and running. And a place for the captains to have their coffee break", Rose gestured at the small cabin a bit further away. A few people were in there, indeed, drinking coffee.

"See that one who's showing off?" Rose obviously meant the man who was standing, and apparently making everyone laugh.

John nodded.

"Jack Harkness. He might seem like a total arse at first, but he's a good guy", she said.

They went through a few more departments, met many people, along with Donna Noble, Rose's other friend, in the archaeology department, and Amy's husband Rory Pond in the emergency department, which, according to Rose, tended to hurt people's needs. Like doctors.

"So, what do you think?"

"I'm pretty impressed", John smiled.

"Good. That's the general idea, I think. So, what got you to join us?" Rose had led him to the quite fancy dining area, where they sat at a small table.

"I've always been quite interested in this kind of stuff. Aliens. Then I was recruited. It was almost like being recruited to the CIA. Some people had studied me, noticed me doing... erm... Pretty well in school, and asked me to join."

"I bet you're really smart, then", Rose smiled and took a look at the menu. "You hungry?"

"Actually, yeah", John blushed slightly. Rose was nice. And it wasn't normal for him to spend much time with beautiful, nice girls. School had always been the most important thing to him.

"So, what do you do here, then?" he asked after glancing at the menu for a bit.

"Nothing. I'm just the assistant manager, so to speak. I go on missions, I introduce the new people and I see that everything goes well. But I'm not particularly good at anything", Rose said, and John wanted to say something against that, but the truth was that he didn't know her well enough to do so.

They talked and ate for a while, and then it was time to get back to work. But John had a pretty good feeling that he was going to like working there.


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