Note: I'd like to thank ArtificialAorta for her lovely review of chapter one, it really encouraged me to write this chapter so quickly.
I'd also like to thank Sir-Henry for discussing plot ideas with me and putting up with my ranting. And to you, the reader, for reading this! Love you alll!!!!
Please review as I'd love to hear any comments and/or criticisms about my work.
Thanks! -Glic

Jack and the others sat across the table from the people who had found themselves nearly five hundred years in the future. He had just explained everything to them – where they were, what Torchwood was, and how the Rift had pulled them from their own time into the 21st century. They all looked stunned and not quite sure how to deal with the situation. Jack thought it odd that even the horse looked shocked; it acted so human-like. The one in the blue, Tulio, he thought, looked at him after a moment. "If you'd excuse us for a moment." He said, as the man stood up and motioned for his friends to follow him out of the room.

"So, uh, what now?" Miguel asked, looking at Tulio. He was still trying to absorb the information they had been given, but he was looking on it with a sense of excitement. A whole new adventure, even greater than their last! And the best bit was that they weren't criminals here – all their crimes had been forgotten five hundred years ago. Chel looked equally excited, but Tulio had a look of worry on his face. He began pacing.

"We have nowhere to go, we have no money, and we don't know anything about this place!" He said to them at last. Trust Tulio to look on the bad side of things.

"These people – Torchwood – it seems like they will help us. Besides, look at it like another adventure!" Miguel replied enthusiastically.

"Great. And look where our last adventure got us..." was Tulio's sarcastic response. However, despite Tulio's arguments, there wasn't much else they could do but trust these 'Torchwood' people.

Ianto had just shown them to the Safe House where they would be staying, and was now taking them around Cardiff to get them used to their new surroundings. They had left Altivo at the Hub; it would have looked peculiar walking a horse round Cardiff.

"Will you be able to look after him?" Miguel had asked, his voice full of concern.
"Well, we manage to look after a pterodactyl okay." Had been Ianto's response, "I don't see how a horse could be much harder." He laughed at their looks of disbelief when he mentioned Myfanwy, the pterodactyl Torchwood had taken into their care. They would have a lot to get used to in this world. Even more than most people – they had to cope with the knowledge of aliens and the Rift.

Before they left, Ianto did some hasty shopping to get some clothes for them to wear so they didn't stand out. Their outfits weren't exactly typical around Cardiff... especially with what Chel was wearing. And so, now they knew where they would be staying, he took them shopping so they could choose their own clothes. Also, it would be a useful lesson for them to see how to deal with shops. It would also be a good chance for Ianto to assess how they well they would fit into this time period.

He handed them each some money and briefly explained how much each note was worth. Tulio took the money eagerly, then turned it over, looking somewhat disappointed.
"There's no gold, this can't be worth very much." He said.

"Actually, it's worth quite a lot." Ianto corrected him. Something about the other man told Ianto that gold was his passion. Well, he would just have to get used to this type of money.

Apart from a slight problem with Tulio trying to haggle with the cashier in Tesco when they did their grocery shopping and getting escorted from the shop by security guards, it all went well. They were settled in their house and Ianto had returned to the Hub to deal with the horse, Altivo. And to see Jack, of course. Miguel and Tulio seemed like good guys to Ianto, but the girl, Chel, had been awfully quiet. He wasn't sure whether it was part of her personality or a reaction to such a sudden change in her life. He made a note to check on this with Tulio – he seemed closest to her.

Miguel was buzzing with energy when they got to their new home. There had been so much to see, it was amazing! Tulio was still sceptical, but that was to be expected. Miguel looked up to see him still muttering about the incident at Tesco. Chel had been fairly quiet though. She was probably just adjusting in her own way; he still wasn't too familiar with her ways yet. There was something not quite right though, something that felt out of place. "Tulio," he called out to his friend. "What do you think Spain is like now?" He realised he missed the warm climate; it had been cold and wet all day. The man Ianto had said that that was typical weather here.

Tulio thought for a moment before he replied, "I don't know Miguel. It's probably still warmer there than it is here," The cold had got to him too, "but who can say how much it has changed?"

"I never even got to see Spain back in our own time." Chel said, sadly. She had been confined to El Dorado her whole life. "But I would love to see it, even now." She said, and at that moment the three of them made up their minds. They would return to Spain.

Jack greeted Ianto with a quick hug and a kiss. "You should be at home." He said, accusingly.

"I know, but I came to check on Altivo." Ianto replied, looking around for the horse.

"Altivo's fine; I know how to look after a horse, Ianto."

At the sound of his name, the horse came trotting into sight. Ianto looked at him, his eyes taking in the sight before him and turned back to Jack.
"You braided his mane?" He asked, as he began to laugh. Jack looked away, embarrassed.

"Well, it didn't seem right that his mane was so messy with those gold shoes..." He replied sheepishly, looking at the horse's hooves. His excuses were drowned out by Ianto's laughter.

Note: Thanks for reading! The next chapter will hopefully be up in a few days. Should definately be up on Friday :)
-Glic