Disclaimer: Yeah, you guessed it - they aren't mine! :(

This chapter a bit longer than I had expected. Sorry about that, I hope you all still enjoy it though! :) Next shall be Gwen...

Owen

Jones, Ianto Jones has signed in

Capt Jack says: Hey Yan! :)

Jones, Ianto Jones says: What do you want Jack?

Capt Jack says: What makes you think I want anything... except maybe you. ;)

Jones, Ianto Jones says: *rolls eyes*

Capt Jack says: Ok, well I've done my research

Jones, Ianto Jones says: Researching April Fools? :)

Capt Jack says: Look, could you help me get Owen back. I want to prank him.

Jones, Ianto Jones says: I knew it!

Capt Jack says: Ha ha ha

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Jones, Ianto Jones says: Hi Gwen

Capt Jack says: Want to help me prank Owen for April Fools?

Mrs. Williams says: Hey guys, seen any blue boxes lately, Jack?

Capt Jack says: Very funny. *glares*

Mrs. Williams says: Hehe, and sure, I'll help. It is Owen after all.

Capt Jack says: Brilliant!

Jones, Ianto Jones says: Have you got any ideas?

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Jones, Ianto Jones says: Hey Tosh

Mrs. Williams says: Hey!

Capt Jack says: Hey Tosh, know any good April Fools pranks?

Toshiko S. says: Hey everyone. Why do I get the feeling this is going to end badly?

Jones, Ianto Jones says: Hahaha

Capt Jack says: They can be as extravagant as you want. A few people owe me favours anyway.

Toshiko S. says: Alright.

Mrs. Williams says: Ooh!I have an idea...

Capt Jack says: Oh?

Jones, Ianto Jones says: ???

Mrs. Williams says: Did any of you see that episode of House the other night?

Toshiko S. says: Yeah

Capt Jack says: I did too, the one where Kutner pretended to be House on that online health clinic website, right?

Mrs. Williams says: Yeah, that one, with the scene in the morgue at the end.

Jones, Ianto Jones says: I only saw bit of it. There was the rather distracting man nibbling on my earlobe...

Mrs. Williams says: He wasn't American by any chance was he?

Jones, Ianto Jones says: Now you mention it... :)

Capt Jack says: I know you were enjoying it. ;)

Toshiko S. says: Anyways... just checking but you guys have Owen blocked, too, right?

Jones, Ianto Jones says: Yup.

Capt Jack says: Of course!

Mrs. Williams says: Yeah.

Toshiko S. says: Just checking :P

Mrs. Williams says: Right, so considering that episode... here's what I think we should do.

* * * * *

Owen sat in his swivel chair in the autopsy room, tapping away at his laptop. He briefly glanced down to the instant messenger; nobody was online.

Owen smiled to himself and set about analysing the results of the latest Hoix scan. Despite all the work he had to do, he was felling great. The expression on Jack's face when the TARDIS door has first opened, was still etched in his mind.

Shaking his head, Owen suppressed a laugh. The prank would keep him amused all year. Besides, Jack was spent too much time either fighting aliens or being distracted by Ianto to actually come up with a way to prank him back.

He had just started typing in more data when the rift monitor went off.

"Oh, that's just bloody typical!" he announced coming up from the autopsy room. He was so caught up with the annoyance of the rift, that he didn't notice Ianto slip down into the autopsy room behind him.

"What is it, Tosh?" Jack asked seriously, as he emerged from his office.

"Weevils, or rather just the one weevil, by the looks of the readings." she replied swiftly, before turned to look at Jack. "And also a civilian."

"Where?" Gwen asked, already pulling her jacket on.

"Only a few streets away."

"Ok, you need to get out there." Jack said, stating the obvious. "It was only the one, right, Tosh?"

"I think so." Tosh replied with a nod, "Yes, I'm pretty sure."

"Good, Owen, you take Gwen and Ianto out in the SUV, quickly!"

"What about you and Tosh?" Ianto asked.

"We need to stay here. If one weevil has suddenly gone wild, there is the chance there could be more. We'll stay here as backup in case any other reports come through."

Ianto nodded slightly before following Gwen and Owen out the cog door.

"Take care!" Jack shouted after their retreating footsteps.

However, just like before, as soon as the footsteps had faded, a laugh was let out. This time by Jack. Tosh turned to him with a grin on her own face.

"Oh, he is going to really hate us for this." She laughed.

"Do you reckon he watches House?" Jack questioned.

"Nah, don't think so. He thinks he's the best doctor in the world, he's spend the majority of the episodes yelling at the TV."

"Ok, point taken." Jack laughed. "You got CCTV footage for that street?"

"Of course and I've got it recording." Tosh replied with another grin. "Let just hope Ianto switched the right meds."

* * * * *

Ianto smoothly shifted down the gears and brought the SUV to a sudden halt in front in the so called street, which was actually more of an alleyway.

Owen leapt out first, closely followed by Gwen. Everything was silence bar from a few scrambling sounds in the rubbish, probably vermin.

"Shit!" Owen swore.

"Swearing because there are no weevils with which to impress us with your Royal Weevil King skills?" Ianto questioned.

Owen glared.

"Or are you swearing because of that body?" Gwen asking, drawing her gun.

"Shit!" Owen swore again, earning a glare from Ianto, who had also drawn his gun.

The three of them crept slowly towards the motionless figure lying on the ground, surrounded by blood. There was no way of telling, from their distance, whether it was weevil or human.

"It's human!" Owen said, when he had a good enough view of the figure and the team ran forward and into action.

Gwen felt for a pulse, knowing Owen wouldn't be able to feel it, with his cold hands.

"I've got a pulse, it seems fairly strong, though." Gwen reported. "But there is a gash on this thigh, that's still bleeding."

"Ok, so just unconscious and bleeding a bit."

"Is that all his blood?" Ianto questioned, standing guard over them, in case of the weevil's return.

"Can't be, sure, could be a mixture." Owen replied. "But it looks like he's been hit on the head, too." the medic gestured to the already bruising temple.

"I bet it's a mixture of weevil and human." Gwen said, picking up a bloody knife from the unconscious man's hand.

"Ok." Owen said, with a nod, pulling open his medical kit, and picking up a syringe. "This should help with the pain, he's probably experiencing and help stop the bleeding from that gash."

Owen stabbed the needle into the man's unharmed leg and injected it.

"Keep a finger on his pulse." Owen said to Gwen, not noticing the brief glance that she shared with Ianto.

"Got it." Gwen said, while Ianto instantly pulled out his always-at-the-ready stopwatch to time it.

Owen nodded and sat back to wait. "Well, it could have been worse, at least he's still alive."

"Owen!" Gwen suddenly said, her voice rushed. "Heart rate is failing."

"It's only been 24 seconds" Ianto said.

"Owen we're losing him!" Gwen yelled.

"But I only injected him with a pain killer! That's all he needed!"

"Apparently not! Do something, Owen!"

"I... what?" Owen said, now rummaging through the med kit. "I don't know what's going on, how can I fix that?!"

"Too late." Gwen removed her fingers from the dead man's neck a few seconds later, as the pulse ceased.

Ianto stopped the stopwatch and glanced at his watch. "Time of death 9.42 AM" he said, solemnly.

Owen bowed his head, and Gwen placed a hand on his shoulder in comfort, before flashing a grin to Ianto behind the medic's back.

"Hey, it's not your fault!" she said.

"You don't understand." Owen said, now holding the empty syringe in his hand. "It is." he looked up at Gwen and Ianto. "Look what I gave him."

"What is it?" Ianto said.

"In plain terms, it's not the drug that puts you out of your pain. It kills you. Look, it says it on the label."

"Why did you give him that, though?" Gwen asked.

"I honestly thought it was the pain killer." Owen was adamant.

"Look, let's just get him back to the Hub and we can discuss it there." Ianto said, kindly.

Owen nodded. "Yeah, I'll give you a hand with the body."

* * * * *

"Ok, I've saved that footage and set up to record from the CCTV in the autopsy room." Tosh said, as soon as Ianto, Gwen and Owen had decided to leave.

"Brilliant and we just have to act normal."

"I know, Jack. I've already done this once today, remember." she gave a mischievous grin and Jack shot her a glare.

Tosh simply shook her head and smothered another laugh. She had a feeling there would be a lot more laughs smothered as the day progressed.

Two minutes later Owen and Gwen entered through the cog door; Ianto, having the body brought up by the lift, straight to the autopsy room.

"We couldn't find the weevil, but we-"

"We know." Tosh said. "We saw it all on the CCTV screen."

"I decided to keep an eye on you guys, in case you needed backup." Jack explained and Gwen's raised eyebrow.

"Ianto's bringing the body up to the autopsy room now." Owen said, with a sigh.

A few minutes later, Jack, Ianto, Tosh and Gwen were gathered around, watching Owen, who was about to begin the autopsy. As soon as the medic picked up the largest of the scalpels, the four spectators glanced at each other and grinned, knowing what was coming next.

"Hold on!" Jack said, signalling for Owen to stop.

"What?"

"What did you say you gave him?"

"Painkillers, just rub it in why don't you!" Owen said, angrily, remaining adamant that he hadn't given the man the wrong medicine.

"Well there is no way that would have killed him." Jack said with a frown.

"You don't think I already know that!"

"Yeah, but I can fix it." Jack said, racing down the stairs to stand beside the apparently dead man.

"Jack, he's dead."

Ignoring him, the Captain straddled the dead man and began pumping on his chest in order to get the heart going again.

"Jack, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Owen said, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "He's been dead for half an hour now. There's no coming back from that, no matter-"

A loud gasp interrupted Owen, as the ex-dead man, breathed back to life.

"Oh my god!" Owen shouted, springing backwards and clutching his non-beating heart. On his face was a look of pure horror and shock.

It was then that everybody cracked up and Owen knew he'd been pranked. Even the now-alive man, was laughing his head off.

"Oh you bastard, Jack!" Owen said, shaking his head. "I cannot believe you!"

Gwen and Tosh were not clinging onto each other for support as, for the second time that day, the practically pissed themselves with laughter.

"The look on your face was priceless. As good as Jack's I'd say." Ianto said, between laughs.

"And you were all in on it too?" Owen said, incredulously. "Just when I thought I was safe from Jack, because I went out of the Hub." The medic shook his head. "Never again." he muttered.

"You have to admit, we got you pretty good." Jack said, grinning, "It's even better, because you'd just pranked me and should have been expecting a prank attack."

"Yeah, but not from all you guys." Owen said, looking around at his teammates, still giggling. "I'm guessing you all had something to do with pretending he was dead, right?"

"Yup." Gwen replied with a grin, "You totally believed me when I told you he had no pulse."

"And Ianto switched the syringe's label, so you though you thought you'd killed him." Tosh added in, with a smile to match Gwens.

"Was there actually even a weevil?"

"Nope." Jack replied simply, "Everything was faked and you fell for it all!"

"Great." Owen replied sarcastically. "And who's this guy?" he nodded at the guy on the autopsy table. "No offense, mate." he added.

"This is a mate of mine, who owed me a favour." Jack answered, his tone suggesting that was all that was needed to know and no more questions show be asked.

"Right." Owen said nodding. "Well I hope you've had your fun, guys. But I'd watch out too. I'm not going to let you guys get away with this."

Gwen, Tosh and Ianto the remaining three who had not yet been pranked turned to each other and grinned. There was no way either Jack or Owen would be able to get them back; they'd have their eyes peeled for everything.