Taken Away

The Torchwood team and Douglas examined the estate once they exited the vehicle. It was probably the darkness of the night and the fact there were werewolves somewhere inside that gave the estate an eerie atmosphere and made them feel unnerved. When they reached the front door, Jack was ready to break down the door, but Gwen saw something.

"Douglas?" she said, stopping Jack. The rest of the team turned to see Douglas walking over to the side of the house, as if he was being called by an unknown force. The Torchwood team carefully followed Douglas.

Douglas went down some stairs which led to the door of the basement. Douglas placed his hand on the door.

"There," Douglas said, removing his hand and looked at the humans. "They're in there."

The Torchwood team joined Douglas, and examined the door.

"Electronic lock," Jack said. "Tosh, will you do the honors?"

Toshiko quickly smiled and began working on the door. After a few seconds, Toshiko opened the door and they all went inside.

The basement looked like a stereotypical mad scientist's lab. Owen was about to make a rude remark that Dr. Gibson got a used mad scientist's lab, when he and the others saw a sight that shocked them. Even Jack with all his adventures and experience was appalled seeing this.

In the middle of the basement were eight examination tables. Laying unconscious on seven of the tables were Douglas's pack, in their Were Form. Long tubes were hooked up to their arms, and one of the tubes connected to an I. V. stand, but the liquid inside the bag wasn't I. V. fluid.

Before anyone could say or do anything, Douglas growled and went over to a light grey, dark grey and white werewolf, and began yanking the tubes out of the werewolf's arm. Owen returned to his senses and his medical knowledge came back to him. Owen ran up to Douglas and grabbed his hands, pulling them away from the tubes.

"Douglas, stop. We don't know what it's doing to them," Owen said.

Douglas's expression was the perfect mixture of disbelief, anger and frustration.

"You don't know what it's doing to them? I'll tell you what it's doing! It's killing them! That's what it's doing!" Douglas angrily said. "We have endured for centuries, are hardy creatures, but they are barely alive!"

Douglas went back removing the tubes from the werewolf.

"Wait," Owen sternly said, this time pushing Douglas away. Douglas looked like he wanted to rip out Owen's throat, which he could. "Listen to me, Douglas. I want to save them as much as you do, we all do, but if we do this wrong, they could end up in worse condition than they are right now."

For a while, there was silence.

"Aye, I understand," Douglas admitted and sighed, as he walked back to Owen.

"It's your show, Owen," Jack said, as he and the rest of the team walked up to him.

Owen looked at the werewolves and quickly assessed the situation. He took in a deep breath before he spoke.

"Right. The first thing we do . . ."

Andy swore as he looked around the field; there was no sign of Dr. Gibson. Torchwood had better not be playing a prank on him. After he scanned the area one more time, Andy took out his phone and dialed Dr. Gibson's mobile phone number. He then heard some ringing a few feet away and he headed towards the source of the sound. Andy stopped near a stump and as he put away his phone, he saw an object behind the stump. He then bent down and picked up the object. It was Dr. Gibson's mobile phone. Why did—

That was the last conscious thought Andy had.

"I do apologize for the inconvenience, Officer Davidson," a nude Dr. Gibson said behind Andy. Dr. Gibson dropped the small rock he had in his hand and looked over Andy's fallen form. "For now you can give me the shirt off your back."