Day 2.

You get to the Hub before Tosh, which is weird. Maybe Mary has caught up with her already. You sigh as you get back to your paperwork. Ianto passes by and you smile at him.

"Hello."

"Good morning." He greets you. "I was about to make coffee. Do you want some?"

"Please." You say before going back to your paperwork. You thank Ianto when he brings your coffee, and about fifteen minutes later, you can hear the cog wheel turning, and the door opens, revealing Tosh. She's not wearing the pendant and you relax a bit. Maybe things have changed, you think, before going back to your paperwork.

"Hey, Tosh." Owen greets her.

"Hi!" You smile at her. "What's up?"

"Oh, not much." She says shyly as she slips to her workstation. Then you notice her hand over something on her neck. Oh-kay… Maybe she does have the pendant… Oh, never mind. You give up, and go back to your paperwork, ocassionally keeping an eye on Tosh.

"I've got something to show you." Tosh says.

"Sure." Owen replies, taking his time with the body. You roll your eyes, drop your pen, and approach Tosh's workstation.

"What is it? A device to turn Owen into a more responsible worker?" You joke.

"Oi! I heard that!" Owen protests.

"I… I found this thing…" Tosh trails off. Well, this proves my theory. She's got the pendant anyway. Owen approaches you two.

"What thing?" He asks, carefully keeping his voice friendly—or as friendly as it can be with Owen being the one speaking.

"Well…" Tosh trails off again. You can't be thinking anything bad about anything else, mostly because you're actually focused on whatever Tosh is going to say, and because unless it's about someone you hate or someone who's really irritating you, you won't judge them or anything, so it must be Owen's thoughts perturbing her. Sensing that, you punch Owen in the arm.

"Ow! What did I do to you?" He glares at you.

"You were thinking. It's annoying." You quote one of your favorite TV shows. "Now, come again, Tosh. What did you find?"

"Uh… Nothing, never mind." Tosh says dissmissively. You glare at Owen. You know it can't completely be his fault—Tosh must know you know about the pendant since it's been in your mind since she walked in, and that would probably freak her out—but he was the only one being rude, even if mentally.

"All right. Now, if you don't mind, I'll get back to work." He walks away.

"Everything all right, Tosh?" You ask her.

"Yeah, I'm—I'm fine." She waves the question away.

"Okay… Hey, what about the letter? Do you have it?" You ask her, remembering your conversation at the bar yesterday.

"Oh, right. I'll look for it and print it, okay? I'll tell you when I've got it." She tells you.

"All right." You smile at her. "If you want to go to lunch together and avoid all this... craziness or whatever you want to call it, just let me know."

"I will." She smiles at you before going back to work, and you walk back to your workstation. So… Where was I? Right. The dreaded paperwork…

As it turns out, Tosh isn't going to be having lunch with the rest of the team. She's probably with Mary, you decide, and you sigh as you enter the conference room, where the team usually has its meals together.

"Everything okay?" Jack asks as he sits down next to you.

"Fine. Just worried about Tosh." You answer absent-mindedly.

"What did she do now?" Jack sighs, joking.

"Nothing. Owen just messed up all her work and he's being a jerk about it because Tosh got upset. Nothing new." You quickly cover up your real reasons for being worried. "I'm worried she thinks she's useless or something. And if you tell her I told you that then I'll kill you. Again." You add absent-mindedly.

"Again?" Jack frowns at you.

"Uh, nothing. Never mind." It has nothing to do with that fanfiction you wrote a long time ago in which Jack died several times. Nope. Nothing. Note the sarcasm. "Just… Something I wrote." You mumble. Just then, Ianto arrives with the pizzas, Owen following close behind.

"Where's Tosh?" He asks.

"Oh, so now you're worried about her, aren't you?" You mumble.

"What?"

"Nothing." You lie. "I saw her leave for lunch. Probably has a date with her new girlfriend or something."

Owen's expression changed, and you couldn't quite put you finger on whatever it was he was feeling at the moment. "She has a girlfriend? You mean she's a lesbian?"

You roll your eyes. "Oh, come on! Like Jack said once, you people and you quaint little categories. Just because she has a girlfriend right now doesn't mean she's a lesbian. In fact, I'm sure it's nothing serious." You take a slice of pizza, and take a bite. "Okay, I want to thank whoever ordered the pizza since I can't thank whoever made it."

"It was no trouble, really. I do this every day." Ianto answers, and you chuckle.

"Should've known it was you." You say.

"Yeah, who else would it be if not our Tea Boy?" Owen asks. "Because Jack just gets on the phone to talk to the Prime Minister, and I'm too busy working on that skeleton. And you… I don't even know what you do all day."

"Hey! My talks with the PM are important!" Jack complains.

"I miss Harriet Jones…" You mumble. "British government sucks. And yes, I actually do stuff when I'm here. Mainly the paperwork I have that you lot always leave for later. It's like you're better at procrastinating than I am." You joke. "And I also keep an eye on Gwen Cooper, remember her? Just in case she decides to tell everyone she knows about Torchwood." You shrug. "And well, I've got other projects but nothing you'd care about."

"What about Cooper?" Jack asks. "Has she told anyone?"

"As far as I know, she hasn't. She's not a threat either, if that's what you're worried about." You add.

"Good. By the way, Owen, how's the autopsy going?" Jack asks him.

Owen looks down at his pizza and mumbles some answer, but you're too distracted to listen to him. What catches your attention is how Owen's constantly glancing at the door, as if waiting for someone to come in. Probably Tosh.

"So, what about those bets?" Jack asks you and Owen.

"What bets?" Owen looks alarmed.

"Come on! I heard you yesterday! The bets about you being right or wrong about the autopsy." Jack smirks.

Your face lits up. "Right! So, Owen, have you been wrong yet? Five quid per answer." Owen's face falls, and you can't help but laugh at him.

"Does that mean I won ten quid?" You smirk and Jack and Ianto chuckle.

"I hate you." Owen mumbles, loud enough for everyone to hear.

You can't help but smile at that. "Aw, thank you!"

"That wasn't a compliment."

"Doesn't mean I can't take it as one." You smirk.

Back at your workstation, you roll up your yellow striped jumper as you fill the last form, then check Gwen's computer again. Since you're using Torchwood software, it doesn't really count as hacking, though if there's something Tosh has been teaching you since you started working at Torchwood, is how to hack into other people's computers. And well, hacking in general. You're getting rather good at that.

There's nothing new. Rhys is the one who's usually on the computer, and though there have been some searches about Torchwood—probably made by Gwen since by that time, Gwen's already at home from work and it's too late for Rhys to be up since he has to get up early—nothing important's been found.

Gwen's obviously not giving up on being part of the team, but she seems content as your liaison with the police at the moment. You realize you've been ignoring her for too long, and decide to call her so you can have lunch together, tomorrow.

You hang up just as Tosh comes in. You smile at her.

"Hey! Did you have a nice lunch?" You ask her.

"Oh, it was nice, yes." She smiles a bit. "What about you? I'm sorry I left you with the team but I just—"

"Needed time to be with your girlfriend, I get that." You wink at her. She's wearing the pendant again. There's no way to get her to destroy it, is there? Whatever. If it all goes right, she'll do it anyway… God, I sound as if I were betraying her! If you could shake your head without looking daft, you would.

Tosh blushes at your remark. "What do you mean, my girlfriend?"

"Oh, come on!" You smile. "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret if you want. By the way, I was wondering, when can you teach me that trick you showed me the other day." You ask her.

"Uh, which one?" She asks, a bit confused by the change of subject. You wonder what thoughts she can hear right now. Coming from you, obviously.

"You know, the one you used to enter UNIT's database?" Then you remember you actually do know the password for UNIT. The Doctor said it once.

"Oh, right. Uh, right now I'm a little busy but maybe later."

"Sure." You smile at her. "Gotta get back to my spying anyway."

"Spying?" Tosh looks worried, maybe even a little guilty.

"Yeah. I'm keeping an eye on Gwen Cooper. I just want to make sure she won't tell the whole city about us, you know what I mean?" You chuckle. "Even though it's not like we're kings of secrecy or something. Honestly, the fact that Owen used to order pizza under the name of Torchwood and that the name of the organization is written many times on the SUV doesn't exactly help."

Tosh chuckles nervously. "You're right."

You smile at her before going back to your workstation. As soon as you're done with your spying, you go back to the transcript. You're in the episode 10—Out of Time—and you put on your earphones so that no one can hear the dialogue. You type fast, and you stop every five minutes to fix typo errors and stuff.

Once you're halfway done with that one, you save the file and decide to do something else. Since you've done all your paperwork and done your daily spying, and your only side projects are the transcripts, you don't really know what to do, until Tosh approaches your workstation.

You look at her, expectantly. "What is it?"

"I got the letter you wanted." She gives it to you, and you smile at her, gratefully.

"Thank you, Tosh! How's your work going?" You ask her.

"Oh, it's… Good, I guess. I'm just tired so I'm progressing slowly, if you know what I mean."

"Of course. It's happened to me many times. By the way, I'm going to have lunch with Gwen Cooper tomorrow. Do you want to come or—?" You leave the question unfinished.

"Oh no, I wouldn't want to trouble you." Tosh refuses.

"You wouldn't be troubling us. Or me, anyway." And it's true. Tosh is one of the most brilliant at Torchwood, and also one of the nicest and most caring workers. Gwen's usually too focused on one thing to worry about another. Single-minded, you think that's the term, but you're not sure. Then there's Owen, who's drowning in bitter feelings because of what happened to Katie. It's obvious that even though he might be over it, he still hates most aliens because of that. Then you have Ianto, whose life has been repeatedly ruined by the cruelest aliens in the universe. It's not like he has a pretty important job here, which is a shame, but it's enough. And, even though he's your favorite, there's a reason you brOTP him and Tosh. Because they're alike in so many ways. Then you have Jack who's… Hard to describe in a few words.

"Still… I… I have work to do, and paperwork and—" She starts rambling.

"Okay, I get it. Don't have time for lil' ol' me." You joke. "S'okay. I understand." Tosh starts to walk away. "Oh, and Tosh." She stops and turns toward you. "Thanks again." You hold up the letter, and she smiles, as if relieved, before walking away. That was odd, you think.

After reading the letter, Jack calls you to his office. When you enter, he tells you to close the door, and so you do.

"What is it?" You ask.

"Have you noticed anything strange about Tosh?" He asks you.

"If by strange you mean she's acting as if she's disappointed in us or something and seems to have no reason at all, yep."

"Do you know what's wrong with her?" He asks.

"It's not what's wrong with her, it's what's wrong with us." You glance at her. "Maybe it isn't right to tell you yet. I don't know… Let's leave her one more day and if she doesn't say anything till then, I'll tell you everything you want to know." You propose.

Jack hesitates. "All right. Tomorrow, if nothing changes, you'll have to give me some answers." You nod.

Back at home, you kick your light brown ankle boots off and put down your black messenger bag before preparing some dinner. Since there's not much to do—you still have to go to the grocery store—you prepare lasagna, and eat it while watching TV.

When walking back to the kitchen, you almost trip because of your own boyfriend cut jeans, but manage to get to the kitchen in one piece and wash the dishes.

Then you lie down on your bed, your fingers playing with your key necklace, as you think of Tosh. Is she all right? Is Mary already messing with her mind, trying to break her? Maybe you should've told Jack. That's the last thought that goes through your mind before you fall asleep.