A/N: Sorry this took so long, unfortunately my parents decided GCSE's are more important than me writing, so they took my computer away Hopefully I should have the next chapter written up in about a day, its in my journal at the moment.
Thanks to all the reviews, please keep up with the suggestions and constructive criticism
Ianto was pretty certain she would never forgive him. It would seem that she disliked being fussed over as much as he did, which was a shame because Jack delighted in fussing over them both. As soon as the words had left Ianto's mouth Jack had been at her side in a flash, scooping her up in his arms and taking her to the autopsy room, with the rest of the team following.
"Put me down now." She had said in a dangerously quiet voice, which Jack had completely ignored. Instead he had dumped her on the autopsy slab without ceremony, and started tugging her shirt off. She had looked around her at this point, and seen where she was.
"Autopsy? Really?" She had asked incredulously. "Wow, thanks for the confidence in my healing capabilities Jack." It was Owen who had answered.
"Well, the aliens we bring back are usually either dead or sedated. And the only person stupid enough to injure himself badly enough for serious attention is Jack, and as he can heal himself-whoa!" Owen had broken off as the extent of Keira's injuries had been revealed. Jack had growled, Ianto had winced and Tosh had turned away unable to look.
"What the hell happened?!?" Jack had asked, sounding like he wanted to punch something.
"You should see the other guy," Keira had quipped, trying to lighten the situation. It was ignored.
Keira was now laid on her back, alternating between glaring at Ianto, who she clearly blamed for this, and snarling as Owen poked and prodded at her. Tosh had left after Owen had started pulling the dressing on the gunshot wound away, saying she was going to watch the rift predictor. Jack and Ianto were standing just outside autopsy, talking in low voices about the situation, but still able to shoot anxious glances at Keira every few seconds. Unknown to them, she could hear every word they were saying.
"Should we tell Gwen?" Ianto was asking Jack, while staring at Keira, who was glaring back at him.
"No," Jack answered, "Leave her to enjoy Paris. All we need to do here is patch Keira up and send her through the rift again."
"Jack…" Ianto was still staring at Keira. "Don't you want to find out who did this to her?"
"I already know." Jack said, strolling back to Autopsy, where it looked like Owen was having trouble with his patient.
"Look, its just painkillers, alright? It's not exactly the most pleasant experience, treating you. I'm hoping this will make it better for us both." Owen was putting his case forward when Ianto and Jack came back in.
"You mean you can feel it?" Keira asked, pondering something.
"Yes I can bloody well feel it!"
"But you're dead. How does that work?" Everyone exchanged quick glances. No one had told her that Owen was technically dead, and John had left before it happened.
"Look sorry. I didn't realize. Go ahead and pump me full of drugs." Keira continued, resigned to her fate.
"Thank you!" Owen said wearily, before taking out a syringe and emptying its cargo into her bloodstream. The girl smiled at him hazily.
"Better?" Owen asked her.
"Mmmm much thanks, what waas thaaa-" Keira's sentence drifted off midway through, and Owen only just managed to catch her head as she slipped into unconsciousness.
"Thought it was only painkillers?" Jack said to Owen.
"Hey, she said I could pump her full of drugs." Owen answered. "And I thought this would give her time to heal, and us time to figure out what the hell is going on."
"Ok, Owen, you go first." Jack said when the team where in the boardroom. "What is the extent of her injuries?"
"Physically, she has 4 cracked ribs, a gunshot wound to her side which narrowly missed a lung, slash marks across her back from an as yet unidentified source, and is pretty evenly covered in bruises. From the bruise's colours I can tell that these injuries have been subjected over a relatively small period of time. Say, about 2 months?"
"Right. And mentally?"
"I'd say it's a safe bet she's suffering from some severe PTSD. And her psychic… abilities have complicated matters further. She's held it together pretty well so far, but she could snap at any moment. She doesn't look like she's going to be suicidal, but it would be best to watch her anyway. Apart from that, I'm just waiting on the results of her blood test."
"She let you take her blood?" Jack asked, surprised. Owen looked sheepish.
"Well not exactly…" Jack raised an eyebrow.
"I may have…taken the liberty when she was unconscious." Jack looked disapproving. Owen merely shrugged at him.
"Right, We'll discuss that later. Tosh, how the hell did she get in here?"
"I searched through all the security records, and there was no sign of any entry, forced or authorized. I was completely stumped, until I decided to look at the CCTV footage, and found this…" At this point Tosh clicked a button on the TV remote, and an image of the Hub appeared on the television at the end of the room. As the team watched, a gold iridescent cloud appeared in the middle of the Hub, and Keira fell out of it. Jack snorted.
"She hasn't improved at that much,"
Back on screen Keira had stood up, and was starting to walk around and examine things. She had just reached the top of the stairs when the alarms started to go off, and the Cogwheel started moving. Keira quickly moved back into the shadows, and watched the team enter, chatting and laughing. When they had reached the part where Keira announced her entrance, Tosh clicked another button on the remote, and the screen went black.
"Somehow, she was able to influence the rift and land at the exact co-ordinates she wanted to. I'm presuming she got the co-ordinates from John." Tosh explained to the others. Jack nodded at her.
"Vortex manipulator," Jack said mystically. Everyone looked at him quizzically. Jack leapt up from the table and charged down the stairs to the autopsy room. The team looked at each other for a moment and then ran after him. Nothing was ever slow with Jack.
When they finally caught him up he was standing next to Keira's prone body looking confused. Next second he was striding round the room turning things upside down, medical instruments going flying.
"Where is it, Owen?" He called over his shoulder.
"Where's what?" Owen asked, frustrated. It was going to take him ages to clear this up. He could always get Ianto to do it…
"Wrist strap. She should have had a wrist strap on like mine!" Jack had stopped searching now, and was facing the others.
"Oh that. She didn't have one." Owen said nonchalantly.
"What?" Jack gasped at him.
"Nope. I looked for one, cos of what she said about you being partners. But I couldn't find one. So I err assumed you weren't partners in that way." Jack looked shocked at first, then understanding broke over his features.
"Of course…that's why she's here." It sounded like he was thinking out loud. "She must have been forced through. Which means John probably pushed her through. So either he felt guilty or she's doing some recon work…Tosh!"
"Jack?"
"I need you to run a scan over the Hub. Check for any alien tech operating that we didn't bring in here." He was still staring at Keira when he gave the orders. It looked like he was trying to force the truth out of her, even though she was unconscious. Tosh ran over to her station and started typing furiously. After a few minutes wait, she came back.
"Nothing, Jack." Jack was silent for a moment.
"Any tech we brought in that could be used as surveillance equipment?"
Tosh ran back to her station. More typing. More waiting. She came back again.
"Nothing apart from the Sycorax transporter, but that's been deactivated so-" She was cut off by some beeping coming from a monitor on Owen's desk. Owen glanced up from where he had been clearing some tools up from the floor.
"Blood results." He muttered, and walked casually over to his desk. He examined them for a few minutes. Then he went to the top and examined them again.
"Jack…" He called out warily.
"Owen?" Jack replied immediately.
"Jack, I don't know what she is, but she is NOT human."
