The ship was a mass of empty corridors and sealed doors. The team saw no one else as they walked towards the crime scene.

"Where is everyone?" Tony wondered aloud.

"As I previously mentioned, we are all confined to our quarters until this matter is resolved." The cloaked figure responded.

"Why are you allowed out then?" Jack challenged. "How can we trust you? You haven't even told us your name, or shown us your face."

"I am not out of my quarters, Captain." The figure drew back the cloak, revealing itself. What lay beneath was a metallic mass of wiring and sparks. The robot was humanoid, but had features that were barely defined. Instead of a face it had a speaker and what looked like a camera perched on a stand. "I am using this improvised device to communicate with you, while remaining where I am. And my name is Kyra."

"What species are you Kyra?" Jack asked.

"I am from the empire of Gorling, and my species are known as Gorlas."

"Wow! Are you from Synar? Cause I go there a lot when I'm a bit down." Jack turned to the others. "It has the best drinks on this side of the galaxy. And the best company." He said by way of explanation.

"I am not from Synar, but I visited it once."

"Have we met? Because it seems like you know me."

"It was many years ago, Jack. We got drunk together. I was using my second name – Perwa." The voice that came from the speakers became icy. Jack paled slightly.

"Perwa. How are you? I am so sorry about-"

"YOU STOLE MY SHIP!" Kyra yelled – they all jumped a little at the increased volume.

"I was going to bring it back, but I got a little side tracked." Jack defended.

"You got me drunk and we went back to my ship just so you could steal it!"

"That wasn't the only reason…"

"Don't you dare try and flirt."

"Okay, I'm sorry." Jack sobered up. "I was really young back then, and I'm not proud of the person I was."

"I don't want your apology. There are more important things to deal with right now than any previous history between us. I took out most of my anger when I staked you." With that said, Kyra sped up so that she was away from the rest of the group.

Jack gave a drawn out sigh. The rest of the team were staring at him accusingly.

"I think you should tell us a bit about yourself Jack." Gibbs said, voice low.

"Yeah." Tony was also looking angry. "You're from the fifty first century. You know some random alien who claims you stole her ship. And you're immortal. Just who the hell are you?"

"Ok! I'm from the future; born in the fifty first century. I was a time agent, and then I went freelance. I stole her ship after I left the agency – by then I was a conman. I'm not proud of it. That ended when I met a man who made me better. The doctor. I travelled with him through time and space, until… well I died. Death by Dalek. But I got brought back. And since then I can't die, not ever. The Doctor left me behind; he was so afraid of what I was. So I travelled back in time, joined Torchwood and waited. I met the Doctor again, saved the Earth and stayed behind with Torchwood. They got wiped out." Jack spoke heatedly and quickly. He took a deep breath when he finished his rant, calming himself down.

"How did you get brought back?" Ziva probed gently.

"Just take him to a bar and get him completely intoxicated. Then he'll probably tell you." Kyra shot back, over her shoulder.

"How did you know I was immortal? You didn't exactly seem surprised." Jack asked her irritably.

"I looked you up after you stole my ship. I would have come to see you on Synar but I'm banned. Your immortality is hardly a secret. You've died from alcohol poisoning often enough." Kyra snapped. "But I am interested in Ziva's point. How did you become immortal?"

"I suppose there's no harm in telling you. It's not like it can be repeated." Jack laughed uncomfortably. "A friend of mine absorbed the time vortex. I was dead, so she brought me back to life with that power. But she had no control over it; she brought me back permanently. I'm a fixed point in time and space; I must always exist. Even the Doctor can't fix me."

"So you have no choice in the matter?" Ziva enquired.

"No."

"Who is this 'Doctor'?" Tony asked.

Jack was about to answer when Kyra stopped outside a door. "Your questions will have to wait. We're here. This is where all three of the leaders were murdered. We left everything as it was – nothing has been touched. I am not allowed to enter; I will wait out here until you are finished."

"What about equipment? We need–" Tony started.

"We have provided the materials you use normally. They are inside." Kyra interrupted. With that, the door slid open and the team stepped inside the crime scene.

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