I finally updated! Yay! Ideas block is a bitch!

Warning: There is Owen in this chapter. So, some very mild swearing. Hehe.

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood. Or Ianto. Or Jack. Or even Owen.

Chapter 9- Like a teddy bear...*aww*

"Hey, Ianto?" Jack said, activating his earpiece, which blinked blue.

"Yes, Jack? What is it? Did you get it?" came the voice of Ianto through the earpiece.

"Yeah, we did. And when we get back, which should be in about...15 or so minutes," he said, checking his watch, ", we're going to need some help getting it into a cell."

"You didn't...kill it?" Ianto's voice rose almost imperceptibly, and Jack (knowing Ianto well) knew that he was worried.

"Don't worry. It's heavily sedated. I set Owen on it." Jack turned and looked at Owen, who now had his arms wrapped around Tosh's waist and was holding her hands, acting like an extra seatbelt. He looked at Jack and narrowed his eyes, annoyed at both the remark and also at the grin on Jack's face. Tosh was asleep, her head resting on the top of Owen's. The monster, which had stirred a while ago, at least until Owen had found some more tranquiliser, and with Jack's help, put it to sleep again, was still asleep, and every now and again it moaned, growled or sighed softly.

"Oh, okay. It's not gonna surface for a long time, then. You guys are going to want some coffee, right?" Jack could hear Ianto getting up out of a chair somewhere, and then footsteps.

"Yeah. Owen and Tosh probably want some too. Thanks. See you in 10 minutes." Jack switched his earpiece off and looked at Owen, who was still holding Tosh like a small child with a teddy bear.

"That was Ianto-"
"I hadn't figured." Owen interrupted sarcastically.

Jack glared at the doctor. "As I was saying, that was Ianto. He's gonna help us offload the, well, whatever it is. And make some coffee." He raised an eyebrow at Owen, who was looking at the road ahead of them, absentmindedly stroking Tosh's hand. He turned to look at Jack, realised what he was doing, stopped and began to scowl again.

"Yeah, whatever. I just want this car trip to end." Owen grumbled, as Tosh sighed and shifted slightly in her sleep. Jack grinned.

As Owen began to angrily tell Jack to 'shut up!' from the back seat there was a soft growl as the monster slept on.

After they had pulled up and Tosh and Owen had disentangled themselves (Tosh's earring got caught in Owen's shirt, much to their embarrassment and amusement of everyone else), they gently lifted the monster, which weighed about as much as a human, and carried it down to the cells. They put the sleeping monster into one of the spare cells (Janet the Weevil looked at it very strangely and shuffled to the other side of her cell, away from it, whining like a scared puppy), then headed up to the main area. Ianto handed everyone a cup of boiling hot, freshly made coffee and while they drank, they discussed what tests they could run on the monster to determine what it was.

"I think I could sample DNA and compare it to other related species on file..." Owen said.

"Didn't we already do that, though?" Gwen said, scrunching her forehead up in thought.

"Yeah, but we only had a small sample, and it wasn't...clean-it had other DNA and material mixed up in it. We might be able to get a clearer profile for the system to compare."

"It's worth a shot," said Jack. "I mean, at least then we can classify it, kind of."

"But who's going to take the sample?" said Ianto. "Even after Owen attacked it with tranquilisers, which may I add, beginning to wear off now, it was still slightly conscious. And unconscious or not, I wouldn't touch that thing with a 10 million foot pole." He raised his eyebrows at the rest of the team, who instantly looked at Owen in a 'it's-decided' way.

"Hey! What the shit? Why are you all ganging up on me? I'm not doing it!" Owen protested loudly, almost sloshing the coffee down his shirt.

"Well, you've already...attacked it. So, you...know where it's weak spots are? And, Owen? Watch out for the coffee. You wouldn't want to have to change your shirt again, would you?" Ianto smiled smugly at him.

Owen stood, opening and closing his mouth, apoplectic with rage, yet having no good comeback for Ianto's argument.

"Fine. But," he said, grabbing Jack's sleeve in one hand and the medical/forensic kit in the other, "undying man is coming too."

Jack shrugged as Owen pushed him in the direction of the cells.

"Not the first time I've been ordered around by a man," he said, turning his head so the team could see him raise his eyebrows suggestively. Ianto's face remained deadpan and he collected up the empty cups onto a tray, taking them to wash up. Tosh and Gwen exchanged looks and went to watch the drama unfold on the surveillance camera screens.

Author's Ramblings:

Hehe. I just wanted an excuse to use the word 'apoplectic'-which is my favourite word ever ever ever- and I also wanted to call Jack the 'undying man'. Hehe.

Sorry for the massive gap in updates...I've had massive lack of ideas. But, hey, I'm updating now! *grins sheepishly* So don't be mad! :D

The next couple of chapters should be up soon. I am trying to figure out what to do with the monster. Got ideas? Review~!

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