Gwen yawned as she rolled over in the bed. She cringed when she turned on her hurt leg. With a deep breath she sat up and got out of bed. Her leg was still sore, but she could walk a little better today than she could last night. The sleep probably did her good. She walked through Jack's office with her daytime clothes clenched tightly in her hand. Surprisingly, Jack wasn't in his office and it was ominously quiet. Gwen stepped from his office and looked out into the hub. Tosh's computer was booted up, and Owen had a specimen on his table, but neither were in sight. Fresh coffee was already brewed, so Ianto had been here. Had Jack let her sleep through rift activity?

"Bloody Harkness…" she muttered under her breath.

Gwen walked over to Tosh's monitor to see if she could depict where the rift spike came from. Gwen scoured over Tosh's many monitors and skimmed through lines of cryptic code for a long while, before she saw two numbers in parentheses – coordinates. She pulled out her phone and looked up the coordinates. Gwen ran, as fast as she could despite her leg, to her car, grabbing her purse on the way out. She pulled out and programmed her GPS. The drive was only a few minutes but it felt like an eternity. With one hand on the wheel, she made sure her gun was loaded. With a sharp jerk of the wheel, her car skidded on the road into a perfect parallel park. She climbed out trying her best to look like she wasn't injured.

She carefully edged the corner of the building before kicking the door down, gun blazing. Nothing stirred and she didn't hear a sound from anywhere in the building. She scanned for life signs and saw one coming from the upper floor. She cautiously went up the stairs and walked down the hallway towards the office where the life signs were coming from. She creaked open the door. Inside, she saw a man, torn up and bloody. His chest was barely rising and falling. She opened the door and kept her gun at the ready.

The man on the floor opened his eyes, but did not panic at the gun. "What you going to do, shoot a dying man? Put that thing down before someone gets hurt."

Obeying, Gwen put her gun away before bombarding the man with questions.

"What did this to you?"

Coughing up a little blood, the man answered, "A small creature. We all thought it was some kind of dog or something like that, but it wasn't. It went into all of our rooms, one by one, and mutilated us."

"Did anyone else come in not from your office?"

"Yeah, there were four people." He said, stopping to cough again. "A big tall man in a coat, another skinny man, an Asian woman, and a man in a suit. I think they said their name was something about a light."

"Torchwood?"

"Yeah. That's it. Torchwood. And you might want to know that the man in the coat went in the next room with the creature. The creature came out but not the man." As he finished his sentence, he went into a coughing fit. Blood spilled down his face. He convulsed a little, but then went limp.

"I'm sorry." Gwen whispered.

Gwen went in the next room, Office 207. Under the number a name was placed on the door. It read Samantha Daniels. Gwen opened the door with her gun now drawn. The office was a mess with papers everywhere, a desk was tipped, and a window was smashed. Curled in a corner of the room she saw two bodies. One was a young blonde woman. Upon further inspection, she saw the woman was pregnant, too. With respect, Gwen hoisted the woman off the other body. The face was badly damaged, but she could tell by the coat it was Jack. The wounds were slowly healing as his face was reconstructed. Gwen placed her hand on his cheek. She walked to the other side of the room and grabbed the office chair. She up righted it and wheeled it towards Jack. She sat on it, waiting for Jack to heal.

Finally, with that all too familiar gasp of breath, Jack lurched forward. He propped up his hands and then saw the pair of feet resting under the chair. He looked up to see Gwen.

"Gwen, what are you doing here?" Jack asked surprisingly.

"You can't leave me out of a case if I'm sick, or shot, and especially not because I'm sleeping!" Gwen said. She grabbed Jack's hand and helped him up. He was still a bit dizzy, but walked straight. Gwen searched for life signs, but saw none other than her and Jack.

"Where's the rest of the team?" Gwen asked.

"They must've gone after that alien." Jack assumed.

"Do you know what it is, Jack?"

"As far as I've been at Torchwood, we've never caught one ourselves, but I think it's a Xanax. It appears to people as whatever they want to see then gets them while they're vulnerable and close to it. Most people don't know until it's too late. One way to notice one if you see it is to try and get it to talk or whimper if it's an animal. They are completely mute and can't make any noise while out of their true form."

"We have to get going Jack! Owen, Tosh, and Ianto are out there chasing it, along with the whole city of Cardiff at risk!"

The two got in the SUV and Jack said they'd pick up Gwen's car on the way back. As he looked to the passenger seat he laughed.

"Nice attire." Jack said sarcastically.

Gwen looked down and realized she was still in his blue button down shirt. She also noticed she probably should've changed her bandage. There was a spot of dried blood that had bled through the bandage. Jack also noticed that and said that she should get it taken care of, but Gwen insisted on finding the rest of the team, despite her embarrassing outfit and injury.

"The locator on their coms says they're only a couple blocks south of here at an abandoned warehouse. I remember that warehouse. It was closed down not too long ago, it used to be an impound building. There were cubicles on the 1st and 2nd floors, then all the rest were parking." Jack said.

Gwen looked over at the screen and began sprinting the best she could. She stumbled as she felt part of her sutures tear out. She screamed and fell. Jack ran over to her concerned. She said she just tripped over her own feet. She got up painfully and continued running, although she could feel her leg bleeding, and saw the red blood coming through on the bandage, hoping Jack wouldn't notice. He did however notice she'd slowed down and was running differently.

"You feeling all right there, Gwen?" he called, gaining speed on her.

"Just fine, Jack. That fall just threw me off a little bit."

Gwen continued on running towards the location. She saw the intersection and the street names and ran into the warehouse. She saw a trail of dried blood spatters on the floor. She followed the trail to see a small dark creature tearing up an unconscious Owen.

"Oi! You!" Gwen yelled.

The creature turned to face her, a piece of skin hanging in its teeth. Gwen shot it through the head, black blood spraying from the back. Jack walked in and saw the creature on the ground, then saw Owen. Gwen and Jack went over to Owen. He had scratches in his abdomen and a bite taken from his side. Gwen leaned over him and had her hands on his head gently shaking it pleading for him to come back into consciousness.

"I'll go find Tosh and Ianto." Jack said as he went to the upper floors. The second floor he visited, he saw Tosh crouched on top of a bookshelf with a desk next to it. She probably climbed the bookshelf using the desk. She was unscathed, thankfully.

"Jack! Jack!" Tosh called as soon as she saw him.

Jack walked over to Tosh and helped her off the shelf. He picked her gun up off the ground and handed it to her. She and him advanced to the third floor of the warehouse, where Ianto was when they were attacked. Jack explained to Tosh about the Xanax. They heard a rustle from the floor above. They both drew their guns and ran up the stairs. They found Ianto crashing into cars, half dazed. He had blood all down him and his clothes were tattered. There was a pool of blood on the top of a silver car, with smears down the side. As Ianto approached Jack and Tosh, he collapsed. Jack caught him and Tosh helped Jack carry him down the lower floor.

When they got down there, they saw Owen stirring slightly. His eyes were open but he was in pretty bad shape. Jack left Gwen with the team and creature while he went to get the SUV. He returned and placed Ianto on the seats in the back. Tosh and Owen took the middle seats and Gwen took the passenger seat, surprised no ne had questioned her choice in clothing. In all the tension, they probably didn't care. With Owen and Ianto drifting out of consciousness, and Tosh traumatic, Gwen didn't notice her leg. Jack did, though.

"Gwen! Your leg is bloody! Take your bandage off and show me how bad it is."

Gwen unwrapped her bandage and removed it. Jack looked at it for a minute. She was pale and the blood was visibly flowing from the open suture. Jack nodded in disapproval.

"Gwen, you should've told me your leg was this bad."

"And you would've made me doctor it up and rest at the hub, right?

"Well with an injury like yours, that's the safe thing to do!" Jack defended.

"I'm in Torchwood, Jack! Torchwood and safe can never go in the same sentence."

Jack rolled his eyes and sighed. Gwen put the bandage over her leg and applied pressure the rest of the drive. As said before, Jack dropped her off by her car, and she went back to Torchwood behind the SUV.