Wow two chapters in one day and I'm mean I did write two chapters in one day. Oh well I might have a break tomorrow and do other stuff.

Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood as it is owned by the BBC

Chapter Twenty Five

What a mirror can do

I woke up with a start. A very bright light was shining down upon me as I looked up at the ceiling. I tried to sit up by realised that my hands were tied behind my back. I discovered that I could sit up a little and by doing so I also discovered that my legs were chained to the wall. I put my head down again and tried to think back about what had happened. I remembered saying goodnight to Jack the night before as I had smiled when I saw him at the door. Then I had fallen asleep to sweet dreams until I woken up again by the sound of the beep of the door opening. Jack had walked in and I stood up with a smile on his face. We started to kiss until I opened my eyes and realised it wasn't him but the kidnapper. I knew that he could now change his appearance and I couldn't recognise who he was. I did recognise the device that he had in his hands and that the cameras were off. So I pulled him back into a kiss and proceeded to put a hand into the pocket to push the button to make the device I had green. Then I took it out of my pocket and slipped it onto the ground. I was surprised that he hadn't noticed the noise. He then grabbed for my neck and pushed another button on the device and we were gone in a flash.

During the whole experience I kept praying to god to please forgive me for what I was doing and for Jack to not get angry with me. I had never been a religious person, never went to church, never prayed or even believed in god but now it was like I believed that god was watching down on me. It was a complete turnaround for me as well maybe I was starting to change as a person. I also thought about Jack as I knew that he was going to be very guilty about what had happened to me. Oh well it meant that Torchwood wasn't as safe as he thought it was. But then again it was a good thing that the kidnapper had finally got me as well now of I did do it right then they would have a image of what the kidnapper looked like so they could finally find out who he is. I heard the door open and I looked up and saw a familiar face at the door.

"Hello Peter, I see that John has got you too" Robert Locker's voice said as he closed the door.

"Who's John?" I asked still lying down

"The kidnapper, he asked me to untie your arms and unchain your legs" He explained as he walked over to me.

He bent down and proceeded to untie me and unchain me. I tried to stand up but stumbled a little but Robert helped me to balance. After a few minutes I hugged him for old time's sake. I loved the feeling of holding him in my arms again after so long but with everything that had happened to me I had finally gotten over him and was moving on. I could sense that Robert was very happy to see me and had he was starting to cry. I pulled back and looked into his eyes and noticed the tears forming. I kissed him on the cheek and hugged him to assure him that everything was going to be alright. Oh god what am I kidding where the hell am I? And why does this bastard want us in the first place?

Robert then pulled back and looked into my eyes. Then he pulled me in for a kiss. It felt amazing actually but I kept thinking in my brain please god don't let Jack find out, please forgive me, I don't like him anymore remember, I love Jack, I love Jack.

"I LOVE JACK!" I pulled back and screamed.



Robert looked at me. He wasn't really disappointed or was he? It was really hard to tell with him. He had always hid his disappointment from me until he really wanted to talk to me about it. Which by then it would be too late or whatever. I looked at him and started to cry.

"I'm so sorry, I yelled at you. It's just I've moved on to someone else who is looking for us right now. Please forgive me" I said through tears.

"Peter. It's alright. I don't know what came over me. I just wanted to feel your sweet lips again after all this time. Hey on...this Jack he really is trying to find us?" He asked quite stunned.

"Yeah or he wouldn't of locked me up in a cell for nothing" I said as I hugged him again

"Ok, whatever you say. I'll be right back ok" He said as he let me go and ran out the door.

I watched him. Where was he off to, I wondered? I thought about the kiss. It had been strange and it felt amazing but as he said he didn't know what had come over him. It was like when I kissed Jack for the first I didn't know what had over come me either. I just wanted to feel what it was like to kiss the sexy captain. After that we had kissed a few more time hell even had sex in my flat. Oh god how I loved Captain Jack Harkness.

Robert returned a few minutes later with two men. I guessed that they were the other two men who had been kidnapped along with us. But to me they looked familiar like I had met them before somewhere. They were both looked around my age or even older. Then it hit me I had met them both before when they were both teenagers.

"Gregory Newman and Harry Lines, oh my god" I put my hands up in my face.

"Oh look who it is, Peter Clarkson. God you still look handsome" Greg smiled.

"You guys know each other?" Robert asked.

"It's was a long time ago. But when I was seventeen I came here with my grandfather for a war reunion. My grandfather was mates with Benjamin Newman, Gerald Lines and your grandfather Michael Locker" I explained.

"I heard John talking to himself the other day about some war reunion or whatever. He kept saying that soon he will be able to find out which one is hiding the object that was stolen from him" Robert said.

"Ok weird but..." I stopped as I suddenly got an idea into my head. "Is there a mirror anywhere?" I asked.

"Um I think there is one behind you" Harry pointed

I turned around and noticed the mirror on the wall. I hadn't noticed it before but how could I when I chained on the floor. I looked into the mirror and saw that the men were all looking at me strangely. I didn't mind as everyone always thought I was either strange or a headcase when I stood in front of my mirror at home. I liked my mirror.

"Ok what does a mirror got to do with the kidnapper?" Robert asked quite concerned at what I was doing.

"Nothing but some alone time in front of the mirror helps me to think" I explained "So could you please leave me alone for a while my brain cells are really starting to fire up"

They all nodded and left me be. I knew that now they were thinking I was mental. I wasn't, I was just a private person who did weird things that made me feel more at ease with life. I thought back to all the stories that my grandfather use to tell me while I listened to the grand music of Glenn Miller. There was nothing there I kept thinking until I remembered something that he had given to me before he died, it was a box full of old war stuff like photo albums, newspapers from the front and other stuff.

"Peter in this box is various stuff that I would like you to keep, old photo albums full of photos of my war mates and girls that I have met in various dance halls, newspapers from the time and a very valuable object that I want you to keep safe. I can't tell you want it is but it has to be kept safe as if it gets into the wrong hands then I don't know what will happen but all I know that it has to be kept safe. I'm not expecting you to believe me but please keep it safe" he said to me has he handed me the box

"Alright if you say so, I'll keep it safe. I think it's like that story that you told me about the man that couldn't die" I had accidentally blurted out.

"About that, there is also a letter to him in that box. So one day when you find out who he was then you give to him you understand me. It's from a friend of his, the lonely traveller!" He didn't seem to care.

"Ok Grandfather" I said as I put down the box and hugged him.

"Peter, you are starting to become a very handsome man. I think that one day you will become a very useful resourceful young man who will help protect the world" he said to me.

I smiled at the mirror

oh Grandfather what mess have you got us all into?

John looked up at the balcony and saw the three men standing outside the room he had put Peter Clarkson. He noticed that one of them was trying to listen at the door. What was he listening out for? Why where they waiting out there for? Why was Peter Clarkson taking his time in there anyway? He had noticed that after they had woken up they were outside the rooms that he put them in and were socialising with the others. He had given full access to the entire warehouse but soon they were going to find out that real reason he had kidnapped them. He was just waiting on one more person.

A/N: Next chapter I will be going back to the hub. It's just this story took an unexpected turn so I ran with it. like what Mortok had told me. Also the Fratellis have a song on their new album which is coming out soon called Headcase. I've the MP3 of it that I downloaded of their site. It's a great song, it's about a girl who's crazy. As most of you would know that is also the name of Mortok's first fan fic. Please remember to review!