Half an hour passed before I got my final diagnosis.
"So it appears that you'll be giving birth to a humanoid alien in five days."
"What?" I exclaimed, "What will I do with it?"
Jack walked back into the room and put a hand on my shoulder, "We'll have dispatch it."
"Pardon?"
"Oh, sorry." He rephrased, "We'll have to kill it."
"No!" the word shot out of my mouth before I even realised it. Suddenly it struck me that I cared about the baby thing. What was wrong with me? This thing was practically a parasite and although I'm not exactly, by law, underage I sure felt like it. I was seventeen and actually entertaining the notion of raising an alien baby; on my own! I felt my head swim and lucky for me Jack has good reflexes cause I was falling before I even realised it.
Now I'm a fainter too. Just my luck and all…
I woke up on my back on one of the hospital style beds, and as I looked down, to my horror, my stomach was already bigger. As I sat up I let out a weak whimper.
"I'm sorry." I heard from behind me, I turned and saw a small Asian woman. She had dark glasses that sat on the bridge of her nose and in front of her was a computer.
"What for? It's not like it's your fault I got an alien thing inside me." I said with self-pity.
She smiled meekly, "No, it's just…"
"What?" I asked, my cockney accent ringing in the air.
"It's, uhm, just that I know how hard it can be to be thrown into this world." She finally managed.
I shrugged, "You know. The strangest thing is not the aliens or even that I've managed to live seventeen years without actually giving aliens a single thought, it's the prospect of being a mom."
"Really?" the women looked at me with a little curiosity.
"It's not like I never wanted kids but I thought I'd have more time to decide, plus I thought I'd at least love the father. Him being an alien and me not even knowing where the bloody hell he might be kinda drives me crazy. Plus what about my boyfriend? I can't tell 'em that an intergalactic rapist got me preggers. He'll never believe me… Oh but I really shouldn't be loading you down with all my problems!"
"No. It's okay." She waved her hand at me dismissively, "You don't get much chance here to just talk with our lives."
I slapped my hand to my forehead, "Oh, rude me, didn't even ask you your name."
"Oh." She laughed, "Its Toshiko, but everyone calls me Tosh."
I stood up, with one hand on my hip for support, "Nice to meet you Tosh." I paused, "Even under these circumstances."
We spent the next hour chatting. Tosh turned out to be a real talker once you got her started and even if she didn't say something didn't mean that you couldn't read it in her voice; so I found out a lot about the inner workings of this place called Torchwood. Firstly, Tosh was in love with that doc (who turned out was named Owen) but he was too oblivious and she was too shy to do anything about it except moon over him. I found out Jack would bang anything with a pulse but was a nice and honourable guy with a lot of secrets. The black haired women was named Gwen and she had a boyfriend named Ryse but she and Jack had a secret thing that neither would ever admit. The guy at the door was named Ianto and he was like the jack of all trades; he made the coffee, held the keys, drove the van etc. The unit was run by Jack but was tightly in association with the government; they ran themselves but were kept in check. Their mission? Find aliens, send 'em back, destroy them or locked them up; the same went for any alien technology. After all this I didn't know what to think; all this information both scared me and reassured me.
Soon Owen came back out and gave me a bottle full of dark blue pills, "Take one in the morning and one at night."
I nodded and then Jack came out to escort me to the door. On the way he talked, "So come back tomorrow but for now you should be fine. Hopefully we'll deliver the baby here and make the decisions after but I think you should be giving it some serious thought to what you want to do with it. Keep it, kill it. Whatever you decide they're will be repercussions for everyone. If you do decide to keep it Torchwood will be with you all the way, but there is no shame in opting out either." Jack gave me a reassuring smile then patted me on the back as I left.