14
"Turn left here" Ianto said softly and Owen swung the wheel, the exit from the street heading down, not unlike the Torchwood vehicle bay only this one seemed to go forever then large doors swung out to let them in before closing behind them.
"Park over there on the yellow paint" Ianto pointed once more and Owen brought the car to a stop then watched a man in a wheelchair moving towards them like the bloody thing had NOS or something.
"Holy shit boy! What the hell happened, this is your third one this year!" the man roared.
"I know. Not my fault … a blowfish…"
"I thought you to drive better than … who's that?"
"Owen" Ianto said calmly "Grandy this is Owen my workmate at T3. Owen, this is my grandfather Ifan. Don't mind his anger, it really is my third car this year. But in my defence … the first one was not my fault either even if I did deliberately touch the second one. I mean … shit happens right?"
"Where… where am i?"
"Welcome to the Kingsmen" Toshiko's voice rang out and Owen turned to see her walk towards him, her suit was bright red and hugged every curve. She looked like a bloody vixen or super hero or something and Owen knew his mouth was open but he could not close it for the life of him.
"This is where the misfits, rejects and generally disavowed go from London central" Toshiko said with a soft smile "I am a reject so I can wear red. Ianto is a disavowed so … quality kit."
"Wait… rewind. What?"
"Established in 1792 to hunt Lycanthrope and assist in the day to day protection of the empire. It grew as Alien life started to arrive … Since 1849, Kingsman have clothed the world's most powerful individuals . And at the close of World War One, the notion was conceived that the wealth and influence of our connections could be channelled for the greater good." Ianto explained "And so began our adventure . An independent, international intelligence agency operating at the highest level of discretion ... Above the bureaucracy and politics that undermine the integrity of government -run spy organizations . London connects directly to the Queen, MI6, as well as other worldwide agencies. Once upon a time T1 … Cardiff is where it all began and now where it all winds up. Like … lost property. The lost, forgotten and unwanted. This is the storage facility or ... well …junk room."
"You jammy bastard … you mean … you are not a Torchwood agent?" Owen asked, still confused.
"I joined T1 under assignment … undercover and I never thought it would last more than six months. Now … everything has changed. 21st Century and all that … we find ourselves in a weird position where I am not just a Kingsmen Reject … I am Torchwood. I didn't expect this, not at all. I did not expect Jack … that is for certain. I only thought T3 would be the place to hide Lisa because of Jack's ability to get distracted and … well. Toshiko."
"I knew about her … Lisa" Toshiko admitted, "Not that she was still …well… there of course … but I had met her, knew she and Ianto were on assignment and when he turned up on our doorstep I was relieved to see him alive … I never realised he was still working an angle."
"I am always working an angle" Ianto agreed.
"Wow. This place is dope … Susie would have loved … wait … she…"
"No" Ianto assured him "No way. She would have never made it through the first tests. No. Owen … I am only letting you in here because this car can't really drive into Torchwood without Jack having a brain fart of epic proportions. I mean … I have no idea why that fish had a go … if it was a Torchwood matter or a Kingsmen problem … I would…"
"Wait" Owen threw his hands up like he was about to be exterminated, his eyes wide "Are you telling me he doesn't know? Captain Know-it-all does not know?"
"Owen…"
"OH MY FUCKING HELL!" Owen was gleeful, like a child before Christmas as he clasped his hands under his chin "Can I watch? When he twigs… can I be there? Oh god, I bet his brain explodes and oozes out his nose and ears….OH MY GOD!"
Ianto sighed as Owen jiggled on the spot and sang "I know something he doesn't know. I know someth…"
Ianto slapped him.
"Owen. Stop that please."
"Sorry. Don't' know what came over me really" Owen said with a pompous look, then grinned "Oh yeah. I remember now. And I want popcorn for this!"
"Twat" Ifan muttered under his breath as he motored away and Ianto ignored him while trying to get Owen to calm down.
"Get in the fucking car" Ianto hissed and Owen was about to remind Ianto that the car was toast when he turned to see a pristine one sitting there, same number plates and everything.
"Fuck me."
"No thanks" Ianto said blandly "And I am driving. See you at the office Tosh."
She waved as she minced away and Owen took a moment to appreciate her toned arse he had never really seen in those librarian outfits before. He got in the car and turned to face Ianto "Oi, Ianto mate. Tosh… does she ever talk about me?
"Yes Owen" Ianto replied as the car shot out into the dreary Cardiff day "Owen's a pratt, don't listen to him. Come on Ianto, you can't shoot Owen over a broken cup. Owen is making that face again, don't look. Stuff like that."
Owen found himself braying with laughter as he clutched at his stomach, the entire thing making him giddy with delight.
Oh yes.
Jackie boy was gonna have a fucking brain explosion for sure!
