Finally Chapter 10.. Sorry it took so long, writers block is a pain. Also I've started a new fic. The main focus is on this but take a look, it for Buffy it's called Family Matters. Any Way Enjoy.


Unsurprisingly Rachel woke up in the middle of the night, again. She quietly untangled herself from john, who was exhausted from an incident with a teenager and an alien artefact. Lots of running had been involved. Rachel limped into the lounge, her leg still sore after the giant Croc. She walked into the kitchen and clicked on the kettle, trying to remember the beginning of the dream whilst trying to forget the last part. That bit was always the same; she fell into the crushing pure emptiness. It was more a memory than something her head had conjured up. She ran her fingers through her hair, and made herself a cup of tea. She looked at the oven clock, 3:37, great. She walked back into the lounge and settled on the couch thinking hard, but the more she tries to grab at the remnants of the dream the more they slipped away. She shook her head, giving up. Put her tea in the microwave and went back to bed.

"Rachel, wake up," a soft voice murmured,

She turned onto her front, ignoring it.

"Come on," it crooned.

"No," Rachel said, sounding similar to a toddler.

The springs creaked as John got out of bed and walked to the base, grabbing the sheet.

Rachel turned onto her back, "What are you …"

She never finished as John pulled the sheet off her causing her to yelp at the cold.

He pounced on her, causing her to giggle and squirm, "Are you going to get up now?" he asked.

"Never," Rachel laughed as he tickled her, she reached over to her side and grabbed a pillow, whacking him with it and rolling away. It took another half hour to get to work, which seeing as they only lived around the corner was ridiculous.

"You're late," Ianto told them as they came through the cog door, handing them both a coffee mug,

"Thanks Ianto," Rachel smiled, looking for jack,

"He's in a conference call, if I were you I'd go to your desk and look like you've been here for the last ten minutes."

Rachel grinned at him, looking up at the glass office.

"Is he still mad at me for being brave?" she asked, referring to the crocodile.

"You were being stupid!" Owen shouted from the medical bay.

"You'd be surprised how many times those have been confused," Rachel shouted back.

"Well, Jack agrees with Owen, he thought it was idiotic as well. He hasn't noticed your late yet, go." Ianto smiled slightly.

"Cheers," Rachel grinned walking to her newly put up desk.

She sat down, and looked at the screen, she had admin to do but she could not be bothered.

"Rachel," Owen called down from the medical bay,

"What?" she asked, slumping in her chair, bored.

"Come here," Rachel let out a groan as she ambled towards Owen leaning against the bars that ran along the border of the autopsy bay.

"What's up, doc?" she impersonated bugs bunny, Owen shook his head smiling.

"Do you know what this is," he asked nodding towards an oval shaped purplish ball shape. It was pulsating slightly.

"Okay. Ew." she said in disgust, walking down next to Owen.

"Yeah, that was my impression." he said in a similar tone.

"I don't know. Touch it." she challenged him.

"No, you touch it." he retorted.

"Where did you even get it?"

"Out of mega croc's tummy."

"Go on, I dare you to touch it." She said.

Owen reached out to touch it, his hand edgily moving closer, he was millimetres away when…

"OWEN! RACHEL!" Jack yelled. Both of them jumped out of their skins.

"What are you doing?!" He growled.

"Owen did it," Rachel blamed him instantly. Also pointing in case the message wasn't clear enough.

"Thanks, love," Owen growled.

"You should know better than to touch unknown artefacts, both of you!"

Owen and Rachel hung there heads in shame. Rachel caught Owen's eye, let out a mischievous smile.

"We have got to representatives from UNIT coming down here in two days I want everyone to be on their best behaviour. UNIT think we're not handling things down her too well. They are thinking of putting up a UNIT post. We need to prove them wrong."

"What's UNIT?" Rachel asked when Jack left.

"They're the government's alien support. The military force. Things like that." Owen explained. Rachel looked over at the pulsating ball.

"I still dare you to touch it," She joked.

Owen tutted, "Get out of here, troublesome demon." He grinned. She left the medical bay smiling.

"Rachel, hunny. Jack wanted to see you." Gwen called.

"I didn't do it!" She said immediately, whenever Jack had wanted to see her she or John or Owen had been in trouble.

Toshiko laughed "Guilty Conscience?"

"Depends what I did," She replied. Leaping the stairs up to Jack's office. She knocked on the door timidly.

"Come in, Rachel." The American called out. Rachel stook her head in the door.

"Don't linger in the door," Rachel Let out a sigh, and walked in.

"Honest to God whatever happened it wasn't me," She said, she sounded like a school kid sent to the headmaster's office. She felt like one as well.

Jack chuckled, "Nothing happened, calm down your not in trouble."

Rachel relaxed and sat on his desk, "Thank God for that, I really could not remember what I did,"

Jack laughed, "Are you always in trouble?"

"Universally Wanted Master Criminal. What do you think?" She answered him sarcastically.

"Actually that's what I wanted to talk to you about, do you think you still need to hide behind your mask? You're on earth, no one knows of you here. You're safe."

"And you think UNIT won't trust me," She said slyly.

"That too," he smiled at how quick she had seen through him.

"I don't know I rarely take it of anyway, only a couple of people have seen me without it," She shrugged pulling it over her head. Jack took in mask less Rachel, and found the reason she wore one anyway, a birthmark the shape of an abstract star was at the corner of her left eye, it would set her apart from anyone so she'd obviously had to cover it when she'd been younger.

"So UNIT doesn't think we're doing a good job," Rachel said.

"I think they just want to meet the elusive Torchwood," Jack smiled.


Next Time:

First impressions are bad and it just goes wrong from there.


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