Chapter 6: Getting out alive

"Wait," said Toshiko looking at the girl, her hand reaching for her sidearm, "she's-"

Heba snarled as she shot the woman with her concealed stunner. Gwen's eyes widened in shock as she went for her own gun. Heba caught her with the stunner too, before jumping over the rail and onto one of the walk ways. Jack fired shots at her from above, ordering her to stop, but Heba zigzagged making it harder to get a clear shot. She ducked behind one of the workstations as Owen fired off his own gun from the morgue steps. She used Ianto's stolen key card to open the door to the cells, before slamming the door behind her.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Owen shouted to Jack. Jack was looking at Tosh's computer screen.

Heba Azyras

Age: 21, University of Cardiff student, studying biology. Newest member of Revelation

"She's Revelation," answered Jack, "and that means she only came for one thing."

***

Heba used the card to open Gowen's cell. He looked terrible, dark blood staining his skin and clothes. She gently nudged him to check he was awake.

Gowen's right hand shot up and fastened around Heba's throat. His yellow cat-like eyes were filled with a primal fury that terrified her.

"Gowen," she choked, trying to pry his hand away, "it's me… Heba. I came… to save you!"

Gowen's only response was to snarled at her. Allah, what have they done to him, she thought. She felt tears streaking her face at the sight of her friend so altered.

"Gowen, please," she pleaded, "you're hurting me…"

She saw recognition return to his eyes. He dropped his hand and Heba slumped onto her hands and knees, sucking in lungfuls of breath and massaging her bruised neck. Gowen looked at her startled.

"I'm sorry Heba." he said, pulling her up to her knees, "Can you walk?"

"I'm going to need to run if we're to get out of here." she replied, "I don't think Torchwood's going to let us get out that easily, not after I stunned three of there people."

Gowen laughed shakily and led the way back through the cells. He stopped suddenly in front of a weevil cell.

"I think I have an idea for a distraction," he said, smiling in a way that showed off his pointed, shark-like teeth.

***

He had expected some sort of diversion to help the fugitives escape, but Jack hadn't expected on them releasing three weevils and sending them out first. He fought them off as Owen tried to get to him. They had set up an ambush but that was now down the drain.

"It's okay," Owen said as a weevil bit into Jack's arm, "King of the Weevils is here to save the day." He suddenly frowned as the weevils turned snarling at him, "Or maybe not." He back-pedalled up against a workstation.

Jack noticed the girl and the wraith standing next to the exit. The wraith was staring with narrowed eyes at the weevils now surrounding Owen, as the girl attempted to over-ride the lockdown that Jack and Owen had put in place.

"Okay, what the hell is going on? I'd just about got used to these bloody things obeying me!" Owen had managed to knock out one of the weevils, but the others were still closing in on him. "A little help here, Jack!"

"With pleasure," grunted Jack as he aimed his pistol at the wraith's head. The Revelation girl turned and saw Jack.

Her scream meant that Jack's bullet went into the wraith's throat rather than it brain, but the effect was largely the same. The remaining weevils appeared to shake their heads as if to clear them, before they bowed in front of a confused Owen. The girl was screaming as she knelt beside the wraith's body.

"Do I get an explanation?" asked Owen, "Or do I have to work it out for myself?"

"Get those weevils back it their cells, your majesty," Jack chuckled, "Explanations after we've done our chores."

As Owen herded the Weevils to the cells, Jack approached the girl. She turned to him, her eyes red and her hand shaking as she held the stunner at him. She offered no resistance as he took it from her. She put her hands over her face and rocked gently as she sobbed over the wraith's body. Jack picked her up firmly and led her to the interrogation room. She didn't fight him. All her resolve had left her and Jack had no trouble in taking her to the room and locking her in for questioning later.

When he returned to the central Hub, Owen was already helping the partially revived Ianto off the examining table.

"Sorry mate, I need the table," said Owen as he led the confused Ianto to a nearby chair and put on his lab coat. He nodded at Jack when he saw him, "Any chance you could give me a hand with moving something?"

Jack understood what Owen meant and put on a coat himself. He didn't really feel like getting covered in wraith blood if he could help it.

***

Jack decided that he had better have a word with their new guest. Owen was just about to perform the autopsy on the dead wraith, and he didn't really feel like watching. He looked in on the girl. She hadn't moved from where he had placed her. She didn't even react when he entered the room and sat in the chair opposite.

"You gonna tell me who you are?" he asked. The girl looked at him with cold tear-stained eyes.

"You already know my name and why I was here. Your questioning is pointless."

"True," said Jack, "So why don't we skip a few pages? Why is there a wraith in Cardiff? How long has it been here?"

"He." Heba looked at Jack with a frosty glare. "He, not it. You used the wrong personal pronoun."

Jack smiled. "I'm sorry. How long has he been here?"

Heba looked at the floor again. "About… four , five years."

"And you've kept him hidden here that long?"

Heba shook her head. "No, only the past two years."

"So where was he before you lot took him in?" enquired Jack.

The girl looked him straight in the eye, telling him that he wasn't going to get anything else out of her.

"The only person that could answer that," she replied, "is no longer able to answer your questions."

Jack Harkness was interrupted from answering this accusation by Gwen.

"Jack, we're got a situation in the morgue," shouted Gwen over his radio. "Urgent assistance needed, a-sap!"

"On my way," he answered. "I'm not done with you yet," he told Heba, before he raced from the questioning room, the door slamming behind him.