'What now?' Owen asked Gwen, who seemed to be in her own little world.
'...We go back to the Hub' Gwen replied. 'There's nothing else we can do here.. and Jack and Ianto are on the case of the people who have done this.. I want to see Tosh.' Owen looked at her confused, but followed, as Gwen began walking to the Hub.
When they arrived, the two of them couldn't see Tosh straight away. Then Owen noticed she was in the autopsy bay. 'Tosh? What are you doing down there?' he asked as Gwen began running down the stairs, not phased by, in Owen's opinion, Tosh's strange behaviour.
'How's it getting on?' Gwen asked Tosh, looking at the test tubes that Tosh had filled up.
'Well.. I've made something.. whether it's an antidote for the poison..' Tosh trailed off, concentrating on what she was doing.
'What are you doing?' Owen asked, getting frustrated, as he had no idea what either of them were talking about.
'Owen, Tosh is making an antidote for the poison, okay?' Gwen then turned to Tosh. 'We're here if you need our help.' Toshiko nodded in response.
It felt like hours Owen and Gwen were sat there, waiting for a result.. They were both sat on the sofa, Gwen's twiddling her fingers, Owen sat with his head in his hands.
'I think I've got it..' Tosh finally said, an hour later.
Gwen stood up suddenly. 'Got what? You've got the antidote?' Gwen asked, hope in her voice.
'Yes', Tosh replied, causing Owen to stand up, too, and he and Gwen walked over to where Tosh stood, triumphant.
'How?' Owen asked, suspiciously.
'I've made it so strong, only one drop is necessary for curing the poisoned. I have a load of it..'
'We can take it to the hospitals; put it in the victim's drips!' Gwen announced, brightly, almost in tears with the thought of Rhys being safe. 'Thank God for Torchwood.'
'Thank God for Tosh', Owen said. 'Right, I suggest we each go to the nearest hospitals and deliver this antidote. I'll talk to Jack on the way. See you all later', Owen told them both, leaving with a large bottle of the antidote. Gwen and Tosh nodded, then left after Owen.
Owen was driving the SUV, the bottle in the seat next to him. He pressed a button on his communication device, and spoke into it. 'Jack, it's me. Tosh has made an antidote for the poison.'
'Owen? Tosh has made an antidote? That's fantastic! Is there enough?' Jack replied, sounding shocked.
'I'm not sure. I think so. We're all delivering some to the hospitals; they should be able to treat everyone there. One drop is strong enough to cure' Owen replied.