Notes: Thanks for reading everyone!!! Thanks to my mega wonderful beta for doing all this for me. You think you can not mispell the word THE but you would be amazed of everything he finds!!! Mega thanks to him. All other mistakes because I like to go back and change things are all mine boo boo. I know there is alot going on with everyone and I am trying my best to make it a bit more understanding for everyone!

Being Torchwood

Ianto was running through the woods. He was running naked as he tried to get a clear view of the midnight moon. Branches hitting him and smacking him in his face but it did not stop him from running. The moon was bright as Ianto collpased onto the grassy field. He landed on his knees and elbows as his back was arching as he looked up at the moon. He started to yell when the yell turned into a howl. Ianto howled and looked straight ahead. He could feel his heartbeat in his chest as it started to beat faster. He was breathing through his mouth as he saw Jack there standing infront of him. Jack was saying something to him but he did not understand. The one thing that Ianto did understand was that he was very hungry. Very hungry. Jack smelled good. He lounged at Jack as Jack raised his welby at Ianto and fired.

Ianto sat up from the bed as looked around. That was the second time he has a dream of howling. He searched the bed looking for Jack. Jack was gone but left a note for Ianto on the pillow Jack slept on. He was on the roof. Ianto crumpled up the note as he thought that at least Jack kept his word. The first time Jack had disppeared on him, Ianto believed that Jack wasn't interested in him at all. Just a shag like Owen had said many times. The converstation went into an agrement to let Ianto know where Jack went if he left his bedside. Ianto ran his hand through his hair as he was sweating. He took in a deep breathe as he noticed the room smelled of peanuts and Jack.

Ianto stood up as he headed to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face. He looked into the mirror and kept staring at his reflection. What were these dreams about? He looked at his hands as he turned off the water and study them. His vision was... different. Ianto looked at his reflection once more as he noticed almost every pore on his face. Everything seemed so detailed. So... Ianto left the bathroom and sat down at the small table in the room. What was happening to him. He had to keep his mind busy until Jack came back. Ianto started to pick around the room. Jack must of changed into his clothes and coat as the only clothes that were scattered were only Ianto's. Ianto picked up his suit jacket as his cell phone fell to the floor. Ianto flipped his phone open as there was two messages on his phone. Ianto placed his phone on speaker as he checked his voicemail.

"Hi . Um, I came to the tourist centre and it wasn't open. Will it be open soon or tomorrow?" The message ended as Ianto frowned. The caller sounded confused and.. well not alot of details in the call Ianto expected as an emergency. There was an emergancy number on the window when the Tourist Centre was closed. Emergency was the key word. Tosh had made the number to directly go to Ianto's voice mail but not connect his actually cell phone account. It was helpful one day when Owen had forgotten to leave the hatch open for Mwfawny to enter the hub and kept flying around in circles above the centre to be let in. The caller was detalt with and reconned. Owen had a different fate. Ianto made sure Owen would never forget again. Instant and Decaf are such powerful words. He erased the message as there was another call made from the same number about 2 hours later.

"Hi Ianto Jones. Listen, this is going to sound crazy but" The caller was silent for a bit as Ianto was going to delete the message but wanted to hear it. Curiousitoy. How did the person know his name? The only thing that was on the door was the emergency number. "I know what happened. In the forrest. I .. was there and I found your wallet and tracked you down here. Just... " Ianto placed the table as he couldn't believe this. "Please meet me alone. I can tell if you are alone. And I have seen what you look like..your ID photo... um.. so... if you want to know what exactly attacked you and ... and what happens now, please meet me tomorrow. Theres a cafe here infront of the centre. It is the least I can do." The caller hung up as he sounded like he owed Ianto something. Ianto took the phone out of speaker and listened to the message again. He knew what he had to do.

Jack stood on the roof edge staring down at the city. He looked at the city streets and buildings. It was still alive even at night. What could be out there? He had met vampires before and knew their ways. This city was going to have a problem soon with these vampires but they wouldn't attack people in the forrest. The rift opens for a split second and everything changes. But why this city? LIttle is know about rifts and it could be a bigger opening area then what they thought of local cardiff. Jack placed his hands on his hips and took in a deep breath. He did notice a change in Ianto's behavior but he made sure this night to check him over for any vampire bites but found none. Jack grinned as it was fun to look for any marks. What had Jack worried was Ianto's wounded ankles. They were still bandaged up and if that creature did dig his claws into him, it could explain Iantos behavior. He could have some infection. Jack made a mental note to have Owen check them out as he heard a cars honk their horns as another car was speeding down the street and driving really fast. Jack sighed as he thought everyone was in a hurry. All Jack had was time...

Mitchell was late for work. He hated worring about the kid. George was stupid even for being a genius. Mitchell grabbed his time card and punched in. Now he had to pick up on Georges duties as well as his own. Mitchell walked to the lockers to change into his janitor clothes. Each uniform were santized at the end of the day and the smell was a strong type of bleach smell all the clothes had. Mitchell was a bit thankful for that. THe smell from the clothes was strong that at times he did not smell the scent of blood on some of the sheets he picks up. IT makes it easier to resist the urge to bite on the sheets for a taste. Mitchell changed and left the locker rooms as he passed a few of the staff as he headed to the janitor closet. He kept to himself as much as he could. Well tried to. He saw someone stopped infront of him as Mitchell looked up. Great. Drama follows.

Senior Nurse Nina Pickering held a metal clipboard in her left hand as she had her right hand on on her hip. She did not look happy at all. She was a bit imtimating looking but it might be the reason why she was the senior nurse of that wing. She didn't take crap from anyone. Mitchell would never forget how Nina acted around George when they started. ALways treating him like the hired help and being all superior bitch. But somehow, the clouds opened and let some sunlight through her grey cloud because George and Nina were a couple. Once they became an item, Mitchell tried to get along with her. Hard to do with someone that has a pulse.

"George around?" Nina asked as she blocked Mitchell. Mitchell sighed as he leaned on the wall of the hall.

"No. I got to get to work Nina." Mitchell saw this news did not pleased Nina.

"Where is he then? He left me waiting for him last night. We had a date. Again. Not the first time he stood me up nor the second nor.. Since he is not picking up his phone either, let him know that I got better things to do with my life then waiting alone at another resturant again."

"Nina, hes dealing with alot at the moment. It is not like George to do that."

"Dealing with alot? Then why doesn't he tell me. I guess he can't to me anything about anything. " Why do women dramatize every little thing. The sky is blue and its not blue enough. "I got to do my rounds." Mitchell just wanted out of this converstation.

"You do that. You tell George the only way I will ever speak to him is if theres vomit to pick up." Nina turned around and left to check on her patients. Mitchell sighed as she watched her leave. If she only knew.

William Herrick walked into B-Edwards as he greeted the secuirtary there at the funeral parlor. He smiled at her as he walked into the back where there was a gathering. Everyone seemed to be talking out of turn. Herrick frowned. Uncilvilized. Margeritte Allisstone came towards Herrick with a glass of wine and handed it to Herrick. She admired Herrick for many years and working with him at the police station was even better, she got to see him more then anyone. She dressed up and curled her hair the way Herrick admired on a woman as she just wished that Herrick would make her, his forever.

"My Sweet Margeritte" Herrick smiled at her as she seemed to melt. Herrick remembered the day he made her into a vampire. Only the best were made into one and she was one of the best. Very smart and did as she was told. Hide evidence. Cover up reports. A good assist to the Bristol Police force.

"I smell her on you." She whispered as she took a good sniff at the coat Herrick was handing her. She smelled that woman from the police station. Gwen was her name. The smell of that human was discusting.

"Don't be jealous Margeritte. She is just food." Herrick smiled as he made his way to the group. "Settle down everyone. This little problem we have is going to be dealt with. Margeritte, what did you find out about our new guests?"

"Torchwood basically doesn't exsit to the public. They do however have clearance in almost everything. There was alot of hidden files I couldn't look at without being detected. They probably do not use their real names and if those are their names then their records has been erased. There was someone who went into our files at the station. But they were blocked and if they do show up again, the files are up and will show that this city is peaceful. I spoke to the wildlife perser and he said he will give us one of their wolves and stage it as if we found the one doing the killings. So this Torchwood would leave us. If not, then what we do know from viewing all of them that they are just human." Margeritte walked to a table and pulled out some photos she copied from the secuirty camera in the archive room. Everyone there had a copy to look at the group.

"These humans are smart. We have to find a pawn to make it seem that the animal attacked them. I hate cleaning after the dogs." Herrick sighed as he noticed everyone agree to the plan. "But the leader, this Captain Jack, was this the same person that killed Mike?" Herrick looked at Harvey who nodded at the photo. "Good. Because after all he is just human."

"And Humans can die. THey all can die for all I care." Seth, a very close friend of the late Mike, spoke out as he wanted revenge on his friends murder. "This.. this human isn't human." Harvey pointed to a picture of a suited man. "We smelled him from miles away."

" And it seems the plans has to alter a bit, to make room for killing this.. Captain Jack Harkness and his puppy dog too." The group nodded as Herrick cracked his neck a bit. "Who brought dinner tonight?"

"I did." Aaron Ried smiled as he walked to the closet and stood up the two human girls out. They struggled a bit before Aaron threw them onto the table. The two girls were blindfolded as they were crying and pleeded with their capture to leave them alone "Promise a girl a movie contract and they will do anything." Aaron smiled as the whole group looked at the young girls. Both were dressed in the typical club attire: skirts too short, shirts too tight, and heels too tall. Herrick held one of the girls down as the group divided themselves in two and held the other girl down at the other side of the table.

"Don't. Please. Let me... Go." THe girl Herrick had a hold on pleeded and struggled as Herrick tilted her head. She kept her knees locked onto eachother as she wasn't going to give up easily.

"Oh my dear, I am not going to see if you are a real red head." Herrick laughed as Seth and Harvey were with him to hold her down. Herrick exposed her neck as much as he could as he whispered into her ear. "I just care about one thing.. Blood." Herrick laughed as his face changed as he pierced her flesh with his fangs.

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