Notes: Lateness seems to be pattern with me lately! Sorry. So sorry but I have no forgotten about this at all!!! Lovely thanks to my beta. Hugs are forever!

BEING TORCHWOOD

"Want another cup George?" Annie Clare Sawyer asked as she held the hot pot in her hands. Her gray sweater sleeve was touching the hot pot as her hands under the sleeve were holding it tightly. She didn't want to lose focus and drop it on the table. She wanted to tell the boys that if she concentrated enough, she could move things. Being a ghost made her limited to the single outfit she wore before she died and not being able to feel anything around her. George shook his head as he held the empty mug in his hand looking into the small depths of it.

"It s going to be alright George. He seemed to be taken care of. Military people were looking at him and..." Mitchell stopped speaking as George looked up at him.

"It is not going to be alright. What if they knew? What if they know what he is now? What what that thing turned him into to? They might experiment on him." George shook his head as he set the mug down and pulled out the wallet he had found. Annie sat next to him as she placed her hands on his. "What are you doing?" George asked as he kept looking at the wallet now.

"Trying to comfort you. I forget I can't feel but it s the thought that counts, right?" Annie had tried to keep her hands steady on George but felt no connection at all. Ghosts can't feel they say. But why is her heart hurting and feeling Georges pain?

"But you can't. And you can't also pretend this is all fine. I remember when I turned into that thing. When it took over. I didn't know what was going on and... With what I know now, I know what I have to do." George stood up from the table and headed to his room upstairs. Annie was going to follow him or teleport herself to his room but Mitchell shook his head.

"Give the kid some time on his own. He needs it." Mitchell advised as Annie nodded and pulled on her gray sweater. She dammed herself as she wanted to feel the warmth of the sweater. She focused her mind on the dishes that were in the sink. Living with two men, it was not in their genetic makeup to do the dishes.

"You really don't need to do that sir." Ianto felt Jack lift his feet and rest them on a pillow he gently placed for Ianto's comfort.

"Nope. Today I am your Doctor. Now I suggest you take me up on that offer or I can have Owen be your roommate today." Jack grinned as Ianto shook his head gently. "Good. Are you feeling alright?"

"Yup. Owen gave me some good drugs. A powerful pain killer which I will be forever grateful. Maybe send him a thank you card and switch him off the decaf."

"You have Owen on Decaf?" Ianto nodded as he still had Jack's gray coat around him.

"He touched my coffee machine, Sir. Enough said." Ianto smiled as Jack went to sit on the edge of the bed.

"That coat looks good on you."

"I wasn't walking out of that hospital with a gown revealing by backside sir." Ianto rolled his eyes as he was getting comfortable in the bed.

"You should of, would have been a pleasant walk back to the SUV."

"I really didn't walk back did I?" Ianto grinned as it wasn't great having someone fuss over him so much as Jack did when he got hurt but it was nice at the same time. It showed Jack's caring side. And showed him that he was pretty strong to have carried him all the way back to the SUV and into this hotel room. "I wish I was home though." Ianto admitted.

"Can't click your heels and wish it Dorothy. We need to interview the couple Tosh found. And if that means a few more days here, we have to stay. We need to know what attacked you before it..." Ianto had raised his hand up to silence Jack. He really didn't want to think about the creature at the moment.

"You know how much I love staying in a standard hotel room in a city I hardly know" Ianto grinned as Jack laughed a bit.

"Yes. We can make as much noise as we want." Jack leaned over and started to unbutton his gray coat that was a size too big for the Welshman.

Ianto ran in the woods. Running and breathing hard. It was running away from something that was howling. Some creature was after him. Ianto panicked as he made a quick turn and fell down the hill. He felt the bushes scrape his face and arms as he tumbled down. He came to a stop as his back hit the bark of a tree as he cried out in pain. He saw the silhouette of the creature in the moonlight. It howled at the moon.

What do you want from me?! Ianto yelled at the creature as it started to laugh. The creature bent down quickly and pulled Ianto to his feet and came face to face with him.

I am you. The creature spoke as Ianto was looking at his own face.

Ianto woke up from his nightmare breathing very heavily and sat straight up. He looked around for Jack and just saw the small light coming from under the bathroom door. Ianto laid back down as he tried to shake the images out of his head. He had seen so many things in Torchwood. Experienced so many and why this still fresh in his mind and haunting him?

"Alright, this is our last stop. I will go in and talk to Michelle. Tosh, come with me. Ianto, monitor our conversations from here." Jack ordered as he shut the drivers side door. Tosh looked at Ianto as he had the small computer pulled out and a headphone on to hear their conversation. Ianto gave her a small nod, he was ready. Tosh closed the door behind her and looked at the damaged passenger side door. Her hand traced the dent it had and where the door mirror was.

Jack turned his comms on as he looked at Tosh. "Come on, it looks like its going to rain soon." Jack waited for Tosh to get a hold of her emotions as she took in a deep breath and walked up the steps to the home that Glenn Hogan and Michelle Breton shared.

Tosh cleared her throat as Jack knocked on the door. "Michelle is a university student. Her university stated she hasn't been in class for today, let s just hope she s home."

"And behind door number one..." Jack grinned as the door opened as Michelle opened the door slightly to see who was there.

"Hello, Michelle Breton?" The only response was a nod. She looked to be a bit shaken up still from the attack a few nights ago.

"Hi Michelle, I am Tosh and this is Captain Jack. We are here for an interview of what happened in the woods." Tosh talked nice and slow, trying to put Michelle at ease.

"You with the police?" She looked at them. One didn't look like the police and the woman was a bit too formal.

"Special branch. We deal with these sort of cases." Jack winked as Tosh nodded.

"Mind if we take your statement now? It would really help if we can figure out what attacked you and your boyfriend."

"And would be easier for us to get out of the rain." Jack stated as he looked up and felt raindrops on his face.

"Very well. Come in." Michelle opened the door and let the two in.

"Sir, Owen and Gwen just checked in. They will be heading down to the police station to see what they can find out about other reports that Tosh found." Ianto's voice came through Jack's comm unit.

"Thanks Yan." Jack tapped the unit.

"Call me that again sir and you will be joining Owen s coffee special. And please, never buy me clothes from the hotel store. They bunch up in the front. " Jack laughed a bit as he heard Ianto struggle a bit as made a small noise as if he giggled. He soon coughed and listened in on the conversation as he looked up information on Michelle Breton.

- - -

"This place fucking sucks. Nice cloudy weather but boring with a major ING" The young man in strange garage style clothes complained as he kicked a rubbish can over. The group of 4 walked down the block as the young man sighed. He wanted action. It was a nice day for a walk. A bit cloudy and light rain.

"Be patient Mike. Herrick needs all of us together. No time to wonder around." The leader of the group, only because he was older, spoke as the others nodded. They all looked like they were up to no good.

"Smell that, Harvey?" Mike sniffed the air. Even with the rain, he smelled that terrible smell.

"Yes." The leader, Harvey, also took a sniff of the air. The air smelled like a dog.

"It s coming from over there. A puppy dog is left in the car. All alone. Come on let me have some fun." He jumped a bit as he was excited. The dog was alone and against 4 vampires, he didn't stand a chance. Harvey raised his hands to stop him but he lowered them down as he gave in, After all it has been a while since he d stretched his muscles. Mike and the others whistled to the dog to come out of the black SUV and play.

TBC!!!!!.. Woo!!! Reviews are welcomed!! THANKS FOR READING!!!