Jack pounded on the front door and it was pulled open almost immediately by Rhys.
"It's you!" mumbled Gwen. She stumbled across the threshold and into his waiting arms.
"Every time you call Jack, my heart stops, because I know one day you'll be ringing to tell me she's been clawed to death by a Zyderman or worse." He said.
"One, it's a Cyberman. Two, they don't have claws. And three, I won't let that happen, I care about her to much." Assured Jack him.
Rhys wasn't sure how to react to this, but it was too late to say anything, as Jack was retreating down the street. He watched him from the window until the shiny black car turned the corner and disappeared.
Mark Lynch smiled. He knew he had control of the Torchwood CCTV system. Know he could find out all their secrets. He turned to face a pile of shrouded cages. They were rattling and their seemed to be a stiff breeze coming from inside. He pulled off the cloth and smiled at what was inside.
"Will she be alright?" asked Ianto. He, Jack and the Doctor were in the SUV. They were making their way back to the hub.
"Yeah, she'll be fine, she's just had a bit of a shock. Not everyday you get knocked out by a scavenger."
He took a sharp left turn and soon they all entered the tourist information centre. The security camera zoomed in on their faces. The information flew through the network of wires and into a state of the art computer. It was picked up by sensors placed at strategic points around the room. The power from them was concentrated onto a small point on the floor, where three shrivelled scavengers lay. The energy grew and grew and the light in the middle of the room got brighter and brighter. Suddenly it exploded into many ribbons of light, which enthralled the three shapes. They grew and grew. The ribbons flew around faster and faster, until, standing in the middle of the room, were three figures, shrouded in black cloth. Their faces looked very similar to three faces that Mark knew very well.
Gwen pulled herself up on the pillows on the sofa and looked round for Rhys. He was stabbing a pizza packet with a slightly mild look of anger on his face.
"What's up?" She asked
"How could Jack take you into so much danger let you get hurt, and then just drop you off on me, with no explanation of anything?"
"He's just doing his job and I'm just doing mine, have you got a problem?"
There was an uncomfortable silence while they thought.
"How's the head?" asked Rhys breaking the silence.
"Hmm? Oh, on the road to recovery, I'll be back at work tomorrow."
"Ahhhhh well, can't have you to myself all the time can I!"
