"Where are we heading Tosh?" Jack asked, as he climbed into the driver's seat of the SUV. Owen was sat in the front, checking his med kit and Tosh and Gwen were in the back, setting coordinates and checking CCTV on their computers.

"It's an IT facility down near the docks," Tosh replied, tapping away at her keyboard. "According to the CCTV Gwen called up it seems like a group of Weevil's gone rogue."

"Who made the call?" Jack started up the engine and the annoyingly cool female voice of the pom pilot started up.

"The police say she was a female by the name of Penelope Green," Gwen said, flicking through the files she'd bought up. "I found her on our database. She's twenty nine with a husband, four year old daughter and another on the way. Her sister works at the IT place too, though by her hysterical pleas the police think we're too late to save her."

Jack glanced in the rear view mirror, face grim.

"Well let's get there before anyone else is caught by the Weevils," he said calmly.

"I've got bottles of Weevil spray here," Owen said, handing them out.

Jack pocketed his as he turned the SUV left and headed down the narrow back road towards the docks. Cardiff bay was less than ten minutes walk from the Hub, but taking the SUV in case of Weevil hostages meant they had to take the roads which added at least ten minutes.

When they finally pulled up and climbed out, the building looked no different to any of the others lining the street. The story inside was a different matter however. As soon as they slipped in through the doors they knew everyone still in the building was hiding. The silence that hit them was so loud they had to whisper to each other to make sure they hadn't gone deaf.

"Right," Jack glanced about to make sure no Weevils were creeping up on them. "Owen, you and Tosh find any people you can and get them out. You've got the Weevil spray, but only make yourselves known if absolutely necessary. Gwen, you'll com with me and we'll try and locate the Weevils, maybe quarantine them in one half of the building until we've got everyone out and can safely remove them. If you get split up, or meet any kind of trouble, then radio me. Other then that, keep your comms on at all times and keep quiet and hidden. Got it?"

The other three nodded and Tosh and Owen took a door to the right, whilst Jack led Gwen towards a door on the left. Jack needed to find a computer that had access to the mainframe. Then he could open up a plan of the building and detect heat signals. It would be easy to distinguish between human and Weevil since Weevils had a body temperature of more then five degrees less than your average man.

Gwen followed him quietly as he crept down the corridor, checking rooms before he opened them. Considering it was an IT facility it was rather lacking in computer on this floor.

Jack opened the next door along and found what he was after. Checking the room was clear, he signalled to Gwen to follow and the pair of them sat down at one of the computers.

Jack thought it would be a simple job of open and set up, but it turned out he needed to hack as well. Growling quietly to himself in frustration he wished he'd bought Tosh with him instead of Gwen. He was just about to open a comm. line with her when he heard a voice from behind him.

"Trying to open up a map of the building?" Jack turned to see a man of about twenty with sandy brown hair and bright blue eyes.

He didn't look too good though. His shirt was ripped, his hands were covered with blood and he had several cuts. His knuckles were turning white because he was gripping a metal bar so tightly.

"They cut the phone lines, I didn't think anyone would come," he took a few steps forwards and did something to the computer, tapping in a pass code. "Want me to set up the heat scanner as well?"

Jack frowned slightly.

"How did you-?"

"I've seen you before," the man smiled weakly. "Torchwood right? This isn't the first time you've saved me from the Weevils. I was there a few weeks back when one was loose in the shopping centre down on the parade."

Jack nodded, remembering.

"Jack Harkness," he said, holding out a hand. The man shook it.

"Oliver Sandford," he said. "Though most people call me Ollie."

"Well, Ollie," Jack said turning to the computer. "Thanks for your help. You'll want to try and get out of the building now."

"No, you'll want me to stay," Ollie said shaking his head. "There's something wrong with these Weevils."

Tosh and Owen made their way carefully down the corridor, opening rooms and checking there were no Weevils present, before gently calling out to any hiding people. They'd found one or two and had helped them out of the building after Owen had checked them over.

Tosh had made up a quick lie about needing to check they'd got everyone out so that anyone they rescued would be waiting outside. It would make it easier to administer any retcon needed and to feed them some lie about what had happened.

As they continued down the corridor, Owen suddenly stopped, holding an arm out to keep Tosh back. At the bottom of the corridor was a body. Very carefully the pair of them made their way towards it.

As Owen bent down to examine them, he found that it wasn't entirely human. Patches of skin appeared to have dried and hardened to look much the same as Weevil skin. Frowning, Owen pulled out a scalpel and took a sample for further investigation. Looked like the Weevils were mutating, or worse, were becoming contagious.

"Owen," Tosh whispered, nudging him.

"Mmm?" He said not looking up as he opened the shirt to examine the hybrids chest.

There were claw marks right across it, but they seemed to be burned into the skin. Like some kind of mark defining them from others like themselves.

"Owen!" Tosh said more urgently.

"What?" Owen snapped looking up at Tosh.

But Tosh wasn't looking at him. She was staring at something further down the corridor. As Owen stood up and followed her gaze he saw what was troubling her. At the end of the corridor were three human Weevils, eyes red, looking enraged.

"Oh shit," Owen muttered.