Not sure how often I'll update … it's relatively often right now, being the holidays and all, but stuff might get in the way. Thank you for everyone's interest - Enjoy!
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Sometimes, Jack really missed Toshiko Sato. Oh, he knew that more than enough time had passed for him and the team to be getting over her and Owen's departures, but she had been such a close friend and colleague that he occasionally found himself staring wistfully into space and longing for her skills and laughter. He missed Owen too, of course, but he'd died and then hung around for such a long time that he'd passed grieving for him. Tosh, on the other hand, he still found hard to let go of. Too many times he'd looked up from his desk, sights set on the humming and whirring of the computers and expected to see her studious silhouette, her genial mind on the verge of making some cataclysmic or wondrous discovery. He missed talking with her, not to mention her beyond realistic skills in her field. But that was the curse of Torchwood: your days were numbered – at least for the others, they were.
Since the business on board the crucible, with the Doctor and the Daleks, Torchwood had finally found replacements for these deceased workers, who Jack had put off for so long trying to replace. Martha Jones, ex-companion of the Doctor and UNIT medical expert had taken up the position of resident doctor, and Mickey Smith, ex-accomplice of Rose Tyler and Parallel-World Torchwood "techno-whiz" was now doing just that for the Torchwood of this Earth.
So, they beat on against the forces of evil in that small city, ever aware of the imminent threat of doom. But Jack had learnt that even with a complete team, there were still forces of danger beyond any human control …
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I'm sorry, I know it's all pretty slow moving right now but things will hopefully heat up soon! I'm trying to work on longer chapters, too …