"Slag!" John shouted, as her fist connected with his face again. He held is now furiously bleeding nose. Gwen climbed back onto her feet, her breathing uncomfortably fast and the pain almost unbearable. She fought against it though, against him. She knew she was beat she just wasn't quite ready to let him know it yet. She had to hold on, for as long as she could. His fist crashed into her and her legs crumbled away beneath her. She tried to scramble back up, but her legs were unsteady and her head felt like a dead weight it was no use. He leaned over smirking realising how vulnerable she was. "Look at me." He commanded. Gwen kept her head down refusing to do has he said, she wouldn't give in. Ever. He crouched down before her and yanked her chin up holding it there so she had to look him in the eye. "Did you miss poor Tosh?" His voice taunted her beyond reason; all thoughts of self preservation left her.

"What have you done with her?" Her scream echoed throughout the empty dark room, as she thrashed trying to loosen John's grip. His expression became more enraged, as he stood up. With his fool force he slammed his foot into her back, satisfied as a bloodcurdlingly scream exited her lips. She lay on the floor winded her breathing ragged.

"Don't you think you should worry about yourself for once?" Gwen contemplated this but still her fear for Tosh ruled over the fear for her own life. That's just who she was, she cared only about others, her pain always coming second. That's why she would lose Rhys eventually, because the fact that she wanted him was smothered by the fact that other people needed her more. The only thing she had ever truly desired couldn't never really be hers. Jack was a free spirit he'd never tie himself down to her however much she wished for that. A kick in the ribs brought her out of her jagged contemplation. She tried to crawl away her nails scraping against the rough asphalt, but didn't get very far. John's hand grabbed her arm and hauled her up practically throwing her against the wall, yet never quite letting go of his grip. He'd chosen not to tie her up like Tosh. Gwen would be more fun, more of a challenge if she could fight back and he would watch those bright eyes darken as she broke. Tosh was all about dignity he'd taken away the one thing she prided herself on. Gwen was always seen as strong and it would be her strength that hurt her the most. That hurt Jack the most. "So how fucked are you so far Gwen? How much longer will you be able to continue hitting back? Cause believe me, I can go all night." She glared at him, considering how to answer his questions. Gwen knew his last statement was true though, he didn't even look tired or really that hurt, although she obviously looked a mess she could tell from the way her whole body throbbed. "Gwen." John demanded an answer.

"I won't ever stop." She said through gritted teeth willing her body to pull itself together.

"Exactly what I wanted to hear," John said with a smile. The fighting broke out again. She lunged and pushed him to the floor, arms and feet flailing everywhere. It was like one furious creature rather than two locked in battle. She was on top of him, but her aim was seriously flawed by the pain she was concealing. He rolled over so that he was sitting on top of her, her arms pinned above her head in a vice like grip. He held her so tightly she could feel the circulation being cut off. Both of them were panting slightly from the exertion. He reached behind him and within seconds she was in handcuffs. One hand still keeping her arms down, he wiggled the key at her before throwing it across the room. She growled. With all her might she forced herself upwards and brought her now trapped hands down on him. He swore his face crumpling in pain but the hurt seemed to just spur him on more. He grabbed her hair and bashed her face against the floor she felt and heard the crack as her nose broke. He stood up, and she rolled into a protective ball but his foot still managed to crash into her ribs, despite her best efforts a scream was tore from her lips.

The fight continued until she couldn't stand anymore, couldn't even lift her head. Her vision was blurred and her eyes refused to stay open, it took all her will power just to make sure she could see her opponent. She was done and the whimper that came from her had nothing to do with physical hurt. Gwen had managed to crawl into the corner; she curled up her still handcuffed hands in front of her, her head resting on her knees. Her whole being was in agony and she couldn't move even if she tried.

"I thought you wouldn't ever stop." His teasing voice startled her after so long of nothing but fighting. It was too close; he was only a few centimetres from her face. Deliberately he lifted her head so that he could look at her. He turned it left and right and smiled at the damage he had inflicted. She winced away from his touch as he lightly traced a finger over her cheek. "Gwen Elizabeth Cooper." She shivered at the way he said her name. "I think it's fair to say you are well and truly screwed." She saw his fist coming towards to her and then everything went black.

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"Jack she's not answering." There was a slight note of panic to Ianto's voice that he was disguising with a business like tone. Just then a rather wet and anxious looking Owen stormed through the cog door.

"Tosh hasn't been home in over a week and Gwen's flat is empty. I even went to Rhys's work she didn't go home last night; he didn't think anything of it he knows what this job is like." Jack stood his head in hands as the news that two of his staff were missing really sunk in. They'd been looking for Tosh all week and there was no sign of her, it was as if she had vanished without a trace and now Gwen. A sob threatened to escape his lips but he forced it back down. He was Captain Jack Harkness he had to stay strong for his team, well those that were left.

"Something is picking us off one by one isn't it Jack?" There was no fear in Ianto's voice, he just wanted an answer.

"Or someone," Said Owen quietly from Tosh's desk. There was a new e-mail in his inbox and he bet in Jack and Ianto's too. A file was attached. Ianto and Jack came to stand either side of him as he opened it. All three pairs of eyes widened in disgust, as they watched John talk with and then attack Tosh. Ianto walked off tears falling fervently from his eyes. Then the scene switched now they watched Gwen. Heard her say "I won't ever stop" saw her put up the fight of her life. They watched John look into her eyes and saw just like him that the brightness had disappeared. Owen closed the screen his whole body shaking in fury. He stood up and stormed down to the med area. Jack heard as metal instruments clattered into walls below. Then all three men stopped.

"Fuck." Owen shouted and he threw another tray into the wall.

"He's gonna get us all." Ianto whispered, just loud enough for Jack to hear.

"I won't let him hurt either of you." Jack confidence was so obviously faked it reassured no one.

"We have to save them." They concluded together and then sighed as they contemplated how to do the impossible.